Unrelated

September 30, 2016

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We’ll mention 4 different subjects now, two that touch our
heartstrings and 2 that walk on the fighting side of me. We
feel it only right to mention the two we like first.

This Saturday, October 1st, is the Toys for Tots cruise-in
at NorthPark Mall hosted by the River Valley Classics. Hours
are 5-9 pm, Santa will be there, and the event goes on rain
or shine. If you don’t want your show car to get wet stop by
in your daily driver and drop off a toy.

Then the tale of Shanna and her daughters. She is a
single mother raising two girls who both have a rare
neuromuscular disease. A gofundme account was started last
year and still has a long way to go to reach the goal. Please
go to the link, read their story, and donate if you can.

Ok, now the things that frost my tomato. I never thought in
my lifetime that the U.S. Navy with do away with enlisted
ratings to make the Navy more “gender neutral” and to avoid
offending anyone. I know the radar man rate changed to
operations specialist, but now there won’t be a master at
arms or electricians mate either? This whole touchy, feely,
nonsense has gone to far. It’s the military not Romper Room!

Finally, we got a call this morning that really rubbed me
the wrong way. Caller I.D. just said ‘Austin, Tx’ and the
message started with “This is the IRS and we are suing you”.
Really? I have about a buck 2.98 in my bank account and
almost as much in ready cash which means I have enough to
stay retired until tomorrow.

These scams always make me mad for two reasons. The first is
somebody will fall this nonsense and give them money, and
second because they make me mad. To the caller from Austin,
Tx: please call back. We weren’t home before and would like to
discuss your problem.

And now, even though the wife and I shared a pizza last night
I am hungry for another. Enjoy your Friday and upcoming week
end.
Comments are always welcome.


City living?

September 29, 2016

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Yesterday morning I went out early to get a picture of the
moon. That turned out to be a good decision as I did get a
few pictures and was in a great mood all day.

So this morning it made sense to try again but my luck had
run out. The clouds were too thick to even see the planes
going into the airport let alone the moon. We’ll see what
tomorrow brings.

While waiting for that to happen I will be multi-tasking as
I try to solve a mystery and take care of business as usual.
As I went outside to take a few pictures last night I heard
a rustling on our roof so I went back into the house, grabbed
my flashlight, turned it on and aimed it at the roof to find,
a raccoon.

I know they are crafty critters, but how did it get on the
roof with no trees close and no lighted stairway with
raccoon signage? I really hope we don’t have flying raccoons
on the east coast of Iowa.

That little beady eyed critter has got to vacate our roof.
So I’ll do some research on how to remove nocturnal critters
from roofs to see if any simple ideas are available. We could
be busy for the short term so enjoy your Thursday.
Comments are always welcome.


Interesting house

September 28, 2016

Ever been by an old house and never give a thought to the
old adage ‘if those walls could talk?’. A car club we used to
be members of met in the carriage house of the Deere-Wiman
house. The carriage house is neat, the view from atop the
bluff is amazing, and the Deere-Wiman house is a local
treasure.

The following 11 minute video may not change your vacation
plans, but it could open your mind to what a mansion looked
like in 1872. Or it could bore you, but we hope not. This
house is located in Moline, Illinois.

If you think this a place you’d like to visit, or just want
more information go here.

The link above is for the Butterworth Center and the Deere-
Wiman house. Standing a block apart they are both worthy of
visit if you like old houses, history, or something you don’t
see every day. The pipe organs in these houses alone are
works of art.

So enjoy the virtual tour and enjoy our Wednesday. Besides
being the only one we get this week it also signifies we have
one less day until the weekend.
Comments are always welcome.


Totally random thoughts

September 27, 2016

iowa

High above the flood zone here on the east coast of Iowa we
have had a strange day. This started after the wife went to
do some training or something for work and continued
throughout the day.

After having a gallon or so of coffee I decided to have a
few of my favorite crackers “Chicken in a Biskit”. In all the
years I have been ingesting this product I have never read
the list of ingredients.

After reading said list it is now known they are made in a
chemistry lab and not by a group of elitist culinary gnomes in
a secret location. I was crushed. Then after the wife got
home I was asked the question most married men fear the most,
‘do you want to go clothes shopping with me?’

I don’t do well in a place where the clerks dress better
than I do and feel the need to continually ask if they can
help me. Makes me want to say ‘yes, where are your saddles?’
But we got through it without injuries then went to our
favorite Mexican cantina for dinner.

The wife ordered a combo plate and I had my shredded beef
burritos. Nothing different there except I didn’t order them
with extra cheese. The coffee was hot, the hot sauce was hot,
and the burritos were great.

And we got my prescription filled to boot. That was when we
found out that when a doctor writes a prescription it’s only
good for a year. Who figured? I readily admit I procrastinate
on such things but we did get it to the pharmacy with 9 days
left on it.

Finally, our thoughts go out to all those affected by the
flood. It is never over when the water goes away because the
smell seems to linger for months. And now I go in search of
a project to keep me busy until such time as I get hungry
enough to burn a pizza. Enjoy your Tuesday.
Comments are always welcome


Not watching

September 26, 2016

ATT000415

Unless you have just awakened from a coma, you know the
first presidential debate of this go round is tonight. If you
have visited here long enough you also know we will not be
among the viewers.

Once again our country is at a crossroad and the direction
the majority decides to go will affect our future for
decades.

We believe there are three types of people in the race to
elect the next president. There are patriots, non-patriots,
and mushrooms. Others exist but we believe they are sub-sets
of the above mentioned groups. Bear with us and we’ll explain.

The patriot groups includes, but is not limited to those who
believe the oath they took never expires, anyone willing to
fight to keep our country free, and those who care enough to
seek the truth and not accept the rumors.

The non-patriot group includes, but is not limited to the
rioters, those who want something for nothing, and those who
do not respect our flag.

The last group is easier to define. We call them mushrooms
because they thrive when kept in the dark and fed a bunch of
crap.

Said groups have been around since before our country was a
country. That being said, we now believe patriots are in danger
of losing the top spot to one, or both, of the others. We are
getting tired of the talk. Talk is cheap, and we need a lot
less talk and a lot more action.

Watch the debate if you must, just don’t update us on that
dog and pony show. I think I hear some leftover pizza calling
for first aid and I want to be first on the scene. Enjoy your
Monday.
Comments are always welcome.


Remember

September 25, 2016

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Sunday snicker

September 24, 2016

st_peter

The 98 year old Mother Superior from Ireland was dying. The
nuns gathered around her bed trying to make her last journey
comfortable. They gave her some warm milk to drink but she
refused. Then one of the nuns took the glass back to the
kitchen.

Remembering a bottle of Irish whiskey received as a gift the
previous Christmas, she opened and poured a generous amount
into the warm milk. Back at Mother Superior’s bed, she held
the glass to her lips. Mother drank a little, then a little
more and before they knew it, she had drunk the whole glass
down to the last drop.

“Mother,” the nuns asked with earnest, “please give us some
wisdom before you die.”

She raised herself up in bed and with a pious look on her
face said, “Don’t sell that cow.