Thursday, July 31, 2008
As usual, the Republican's just don't get it... Fences don't keep people out. Lack of jobs does that trick. But the Republican's don't want to admit that the economy has anything to do with it. The Bush economy.
For the life of me, I just do not understand why anonymous comments are allowed. It seems like such a simple solution. And fair.
I know that every once in awhile I make the mistake of reading past the article and into the comments before I can stop myself. Then I'm captured by them as I try to find a sane comment amongst the trash.
It’s time. I’m up and about. Coffee has brewed and is now available. The cat is in and the windows are open while the fans stir the air. I love the early mornings!
Now, with cup in hand I review the state of the universe and find it to be…well, normal. I wish it were better, but ‘normal’ is about as good as it gets these days.
Also, I spent the first few minutes of the morning working on the new blog, The Planet Orland. I had forgotten to set up the comment section correctly, plus a few other settings needed tweaking. And I can report that I took half a dozen photos yesterday, photos of buildings other than meat packing plants. Still, I will limit the posts to no more than one a day.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
So far Obama hasn't fallen for the bait and has kept his cool (and the high road). McCain should be ashamed...but he isn't.
Because I read an article in the Chico News and Review all about ugly buildings in that city, I've been tempted to do the same here, so I started a new blog, The Planet Orland. It’s going to be a photo blog with photos of the good and the bad, the beautiful and the ugly; all photos taken on the Planet Orland and the surrounding galaxy of
And I’m not going to focus heavily on the ugly. I will do my darnedest to give some balance here, with photos of the good stuff on the Planet Orland.
If you didn't know this was coming, you weren't paying attention. Even Republicans should be embarrassed.
"Many voters are wondering whether a McCain presidency would be an extension of Mr. Bush’s two disastrous terms. If the way Mr. McCain is running his campaign these days is an indication, Americans don’t have to wait until next January for the answer to that one."
Meaningful data from the book, Rumors of Our Progress Have Been Greatly Exaggerated. 7 out of ericans believe that the Equal Rights Amendment has already passed and is law. They’re wrong. And these are the same people that will vote for a new president. Scary!
What was I going to rant about this morning? So many choices! And that’s a shame. I guess the first one on my list is the Senator Stevens (R) indictment story, only because I was in
What a great airport! Every city should have one like this; modern, spacious and basically empty. You won’t have to fight any crowds in this airport! And it was with gifts like that that Senator Stevens (R) was able to build himself a 40 year career in the Senate.
From all that I could see during a short trip and from what I’ve read, the oil companies run
And as the dates for the political conventions draw near, I can’t help but become irritated. At the waste. Waste of money, newsprint and time. Political conventions are so 20th century! Wait…make that 19th century!
The Democrats and the Republicans are going to have a party and you and I are not invited. A lot of money will be spent on food, drink and funny hats. This will make the host city happy. The news media will enjoy some of the party activities and then engage in meaningless conjecture over every little bit of rumor that flows out from the convention.
Now here’s my usual rant. Do you really want to be associated with yahoos like this? Give yourself some real power and register as an independent voter.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Ah! It’s , I’m alive and thinking once more. Coffee in hand with more on the way. Sure, it’s early but that’s nothing new. I’m always awake at an early hour. You would think that I had been raised on a farm, but no, just too many years of early commuting.
Now it’s time to browse the news and the blogs. Come up with an opinion. Or two.
But, before I go there, I just thought of one from yesterday. When we bought our new car, the dealer included a 3 month subscription to XM radio, the satellite service. And I do enjoy it. Sure, it’s free - for now. But I have been really surprised at the advertising I hear. ‘Train your brain in just 7 minutes!’ What is all that about? In fact, I haven’t heard a normal commercial yet; they’re all just a little bit odd. And why are there any commercials at all? I really thought satellite radio was commercial free.
So yesterday I was listening to the XM station that features old time radio shows, like The Lone Ranger and
And now I have to wonder why we allow those same companies to stay in business. They’re criminals. Drug dealers. It would be nice if we could punish them for past behavior, but that’s not possible. But allowing them to stay in business is criminal.
Just a rant. I feel better now. And as you know, there is no one more vindictive than a former smoker.
Monday, July 28, 2008
It's a whole lot like watching a train wreck - in slow motion.
Well, let's make it the last one...ever. (The waste of money is obscene) And the same for that other 'party'. You want your voice heard? Leave the political party system and become independent. It's growing. And it's scaring the powers that be...
"What Obama brings a lot of us is freedom from the shame of having an obvious imbecile for president, something that McCain certainly doesn't offer."
I guess that's a good enough reason to vote for him. (like I had a choice!)
Last night I finished reading the book, Rumors of Our Progress Have Been Greatly Exaggerated: Why Women's Lives Aren't Getting Any Easier--And How We Can Make Real Progress for Ourselves and Our Daughters by
And then, this morning, I read Time Goes By and the story about Senator
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Before turning Walter into a saint, perhaps it would be worthwhile to read a little bit about Chavez Ravine... some people weren't treated like 'family'.
I’ve been reading again; this time it’s the book, Rumors of Our Progress Have Been Greatly Exaggerated: Why Women's Lives Aren't Getting Any Easier--And How We Can Make Real Progress for Ourselves and Our Daughters by
Saturday, July 26, 2008
I don’t smell smoke. Or do I? The window is open and I’m prepared to shut it quickly if I’m wrong. Or, perhaps I’ve grown accustomed to the smell after a few months of it.
I’ve been awake for an hour and haven’t even looked at the news. What am I thinking? That the news is old and tiresome; much like me. But…I better take a look and get my mind engaged in the affairs of the world.
And the first thing I spot is the news of a leaking barge on the
“I’m very concerned, but I don’t think it’s a calamity of the proportions of Exxon Valdez,” said
But…flush it out? Flush it where? He doesn’t mention that.
And then I learned something that really disturbed me about
Friday, July 25, 2008
I’ve resumed playing the lottery again. Just once so far and not a habit. But, it all depends on the results. The jackpot for Saturday is $40 million so I had to take a chance and if no one wins, I will probably do it again.
Is this a sign of the times? Are we all willing to take a dollar chance, or more, maybe $5 as I did to rid ourselves of financial worries? I think so. I already know that I can have a little bit of fun as I imagine what I would do with the money. Let’s see…first is the house or houses we will share with Kitty and
A dilemma. The outside temperature is 65° and inside it’s 80°. All I have to do is open the windows and let in some of that cool air. Fill the house with it and the AC won’t turn on for hours. Wrong. The smoke is still with us and as soon as I cracked the window, I could smell it.
Writing of Dutch Haven, as I was, brings back lots of memories. At that time, the 60’s, we were living in the
One Sunday we decided to drive all of the way out to
We went in to the sales office to see what we could do. And that’s when we learned that the day before, Saturday, had been a madhouse at the sales office. Hundreds of people had driven up on Friday and had camped out on the lawns just make certain that they could be in line to buy a house when the tract officially opened for business Saturday morning. We were a day late!
As it turned out, we weren’t late at all; in fact we found the perfect house and didn’t have to wait in line for it. We used my VA loan to buy the house and then we would drive out every weekend to watch it being built. All American.
I watched the movie (documentary) The End of Suburbia last night. Interesting, but I felt as if I were being accused of a crime. Yes, I confess; we bought a house in Suburbia* in the late 60’s. And yes, I drove hundreds of miles to work and back. Wasting cheap gas.
But, in my defense… I couldn’t afford a house in the city at that time. And it was that house, the first house in a long line of houses that has enabled us to live in the one we find ourselves in today.
OK, back to the movie. And oil. I knew a long time ago all about Peak Oil, but I had this streak of optimism. I just knew that people were working on the problem and a solution would be found at any moment. After all, we sent men to the moon, how difficult could it be to come up with an alternate energy source? Naïve.
The movie is already 4 years old and what I would like to see is the same movie, edited to include the events of the past four years.
* Newbury Park, CA 'Dutch Haven Homes'
It’s too dark to tell, but I’m hoping that today will be clear and smoke free. The smoke has been with us almost all week. All of the local counties have declared ‘air emergencies’…don’t go outside unless you have to. I haven’t mentioned it very much at all here and that’s simply because I’m tired of it. Tired of smelling smoke. Tired of looking at smoke. I want to see blue skies and puffy white clouds. Is that too much to ask?
The other day
And then along comes elderhood. Retirement. We’re free. Free to be what our Type has been insisting on for all of those years. But now we have to struggle against ‘habit’. We’ve been acting a certain way for so long, it’s hard to undo those habits. If we made it this far, then the habits made us safe, or so we believe, and we don’t want to tempt fate by changing. Unfortunately, too many of us decide to play it safe. And those are the people who say that their lives turned out as expected.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
I was thinking about ombudsmen last night. Have they disappeared? I remember when almost every company or organizations dealing with the public were hiring ombudsmen to fairly represent the public. Most large newspapers hired them.
The reason I was thinking about them was the fact that they are definitely needed within our health care system. I’m fairly certain that insurance companies wouldn’t welcome them but I still believe that most doctors would. I could be wrong.
Another thought; I was browsing through some of the paperwork that I’m supposed to fill out for a doctor and I saw an immediate need for someone to interpret some of the questions for me. (And I'm a former health professional) It might be a new profession! And as a certified nerd, I could see that what was needed was a digital standardized medical profile with all the usual information on a SIMM. Just hand it to the receptionist. Have a pocket full of them. Save a tree...or two.
As I think about the SIMM again, I realize that as usual, we are being ‘dumbed down’ by those who just don’t get it. And so we continue to use pencil and paper. We write checks. Why don’t we just leave this behind us and embrace the 21st century?
I’ve been reading as usual, but most of my selections have been boring so I’m just flying through the books. But…one of the books I’m slowing down to truly enjoy is A Voyage Long and Strange by
I’m a real fan of
The book proves that once again, the winners get to write the history...not necessarily the truth.
And go here for some more Voyage Long and Strange. Take the test!
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Just one more reason why I dislike the 'minutemen' so very much....
In fact, it's difficult to keep myself from saying things I would be ashamed of later.
I need to know. We attend a 'Federated' church, a blend of Methodists and Presbyterians. It's actually common. OK, maybe not THAT common, but it happens. Can I complain to the Methodist hierarchy about this? (I'm on the books as a Presbyterian) SMU should be ashamed.
But, is that a bad thing? Now I have a mystery to solve…
Since I stopped using Outlook because it’s such a memory hog, I’ve had to depend upon my own memory and it is telling me that today is irrigation day. So, at 6 I will drive a short distance, park, and then trudge up the path to the canal and open the flood gates. Trudge is a good word to use here as I don’t have a neat garden path to skip upon. Nor do I have a slick paved surface to stride upon. This path is rutted and contains gopher holes and the stumps of long gone weeds and thistles. And I must go slowly to avoid the spider webs. So I trudge.
Strange, but I don’t really miss Outlook. I used it for at least twelve years and taught others how to use all of its many features. (Too many!) After showing the user the basic email features, I could easily overwhelm them with all of the other features in just a few minutes. I quickly learned to give out hints and tips only, and only when I revisited their offices. “Would you like to know how to invite just certain people in the office to a staff meeting? No? OK, see you next year.” Now I use Gmail and it does everything I really need.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Almost a contemporary. I was an HM3 back in the day (Early 60's). This guy made Chief and a career. I got lucky and got out before Vietnam. He got to see the world and I got to see Camp Lejeune. I think I'll bookmark him. I like the way he thinks...
Ronni Bennett of Time Goes By has been pushing elderbloggers to post a photo of themselves and their quarterstaff''s, or walking sticks. I tried doing it myself, putting the camera on top of the car, etc, but with limited success. So this morning I dressed in my best (car washing) clothes and asked Laurae to take the picture. I think it turned out quite well.
The stick, sadly, is not a natural. I went commercial because I wanted sturdy and this one is solid Ash; baseball bat strength. And it was custom made at what I thought was a very reasonable price by the Brazos Stick Co. I called them and asked if they could make their standard sticks a little bit longer... and they can. And no, I have no connection with them and I didn't get a free stick. I just thought they were nice people.
Do you know what scares me the most? It's the fact that it's a government estimate! And what is the usual result of a government estimate? You already know the answer.
And if this money was being spent to help the 'poor folks', it would be called socialism. Evil! But since it's going to help the wealthier citizens, it will be called, simply, a helping hand. Good!
I just received a letter from a professional organizer of class reunions. I had been wondering if the Mira Costa HS Class of 1958 was going to celebrate the 50th anniversary of our graduation, and apparently a few brave souls have decided to make a stab at it. I had been searching all of the usual places for news of such a gathering and had come up with nothing at all. Until now.
Reunions Unlimited has the task of putting it together and they want a good amount of money for their efforts. $104 each, or $208 for the two of us. Cash bar, buffet dinner and dancing. Photographs extra $$. And the Manhattan Beach Marriott has a special price of only $119 a night. Who knew
I think I’ll pass.