It should have worked

July 20, 2017

Again this post is late, but as happens my best thought out
plan didn’t go as expected. It was well thought out, expertly
execuated, and on paper looked to be perfect. But we all know
that things have a way of not working out.

I had all my ducks in a row and somebody called recess. In
hindsight a plan B should have been in place. Time spent
drafting said plan were wasted and my goal was not achieved.
Oh yeah, the plan.

Well, it was simplicity personified. I decided that for once
in my life to sleep until noon. Not being able to remember ever
doing so one would think if you stayed up late enough you would
sleep later. Since I have learned over the years that going to
bed early doesn’t lengthen the sleep process I should know
better.

So, at around 3:30 am I decided to lay the body horizontal and
go for my goal. Being an oldfart who forgets he’s an oldfart, I
forgot about the middle of sleep awakening to use the head. As
slumber started to overtake me again I noticed it was now 5:45
am and thought my goal attainable.

It didn’t go as planned. I got up and felt it just had to be
noon. Imagine my surprise when the clock declared it was
8:33! Today the heat index is supposed to hover around 115
degrees with enough humidity to make things miserable outside,
and I missed my goal by 3 and a half hours.

On the bright side, I’ve all ready had 6 cups of coffee. My
plan didn’t work but I can face the day with a smile as I tried.

Enjoy our thursday. Those who still join the rat race every
morning to earn a living, after taxes, are that much closer to
a few days off. Now I go in search of a breakfast burrito with
may name on it and the new bottle of hot sauce.
Comments are always welcome.


The cold before the heat

July 19, 2017

Alarmists keep telling us this climate change thing is real
and a deviation of 1 degree over a decade is going to kill us
all if we don’t throw money at them to fix it. No sale. We’ve
been there, done that, and had the t-shirt.

You may remember a recent post about the summer of 1936 and
that it was preceded by the drought and a terrible winter. It
was the hottest summer in the recorded history of weather and
is still the record to beat when it gets hot here in Iowa.

But before surviving the heat that summer people here in Iowa,
and other states, had to get through one of the coldest,
snowiest winters on record.

The winter of 1935-1936 was the coldest in 117 years in Iowa
with temps below zero for 15 days and an average temp for the
entire winter of 12.6 degrees. Snowfall set an all time record
that year with 42.9 inches of white fluffy love from above.
Blizzards hit often and losses along with snow removal costs
ran into millions of dollars.

Unlike today, schools didn’t close. With the temperatures at
29 below zero a school bus got stuck in a snow drift, so it
was pulled out and made it to school. One young school girl
walked three miles to school, and here in Davenport there was a
milk shortage as our town was snowed in and the farmers
couldn’t make it through.

Our state also saw hundreds of cases of frostbite and the
coal mines couldn’t keep up with the demand for coal to heat
homes. The worst blizzard of the winter hit on February 6,
1936 when the cold killed 22 people while the snow drifts
reached 20 feet and the wind blew continuously at 30-40 mph.

Drifts ended up higher than the telephone poles, and road
plows were abandoned where they got stuck. Dad said groups
of farmers would get out and shovel enough so the town
doctor could house calls.

Then after that bad winter came the hottest summer in our
states history. Having been through a few hot summers myself I
asked Dad what it was like to live through something like that
and he smiled then said ‘we survived’.

Enjoy your Wednesday. We’re half way to weekend.
Comments are always welcome.


It’s the corn?

July 18, 2017

I heard something yesterday that gave me pause for thought and
will ask the antique farmer shortly when I stop by. A
statement was made by one who throws darts at a weather map
that the corn crop this time of year adds 5 to 6 billion
gallons of water to the air this time of year and that is what
causes our high humidity.

Not being a scientist, but being someone who has walked
between the rows in the summer, I do know it does seem hotter
when you’re in the field. And if we’re planting a lot more corn
due to the ethanol mandate one wonders if that alone doesn’t
make it more humid here.

In our travels we’ve noticed other places are hotter but with
almost no humidity. When I look around these other places I
notice there isn’t a cornfield in sight. Add to that Iowa has
more wind turbines than a lot of other states to move this
humidity around and the plot thickens.

Not sure if I’ll learn anymore more about the subject today
but it does cause my mind to wonder. I like fresh corn on the
cob yet wonder about a tropical, non-humid, island where mangos
grow. I like mangos too.

Enjoy our tuesday and the fresh corn if it’s available where
you are. Since I didn’t see my obituary in the paper I know I
lived to fight another day, and if you don’t have fresh corn
perhaps you could have mangos.
Comments are always welcome.


Starving Marvin

July 17, 2017

A new critter hopped into the neighborhood and since I had
seen him twice over a few days I named him Starving Marvin. Not
that I know for sure he is a male, only because when he poses
just right the name fits.

First spotted trying trying to blend in to his surroundings in
a neighboring lot he kept my attention with his skittish
movements and constant head turning.

Starving Marvin will let me get within about 8 feet of him yet
if I move any closer he’s gone in a flash. After a few days of
observing him munching at his favorite salad bar in the middle
of alley I had named him.

For being such a nervous critter he isn’t afraid to check you
out while you’re checking him out. And I haven’t seen a hawk
circling for a while so if he doesn’t get hit by a car racing
down the alley he may make it to see winter.

That reminded of a time we were still in the car club and I
asked a friend, who was still a farmer, if they had a big
problem with all the critters running around his farm. He
looked at me and said ‘we don’t have any critters on the farm
because we sent all the critters to the city’. Thanks.

Enjoy our Monday.
Comments are always welcome.


Misunderstanding snicker

July 16, 2017

Howard County Police officers still write their reports by hand, and the data is entered later by a computer tech into their database. One theft report stated that a farmer had lost 2,025 pigs. Thinking that to be an error, the tech called the farmer directly.

“Is it true Mr. (Smith) that you lost 2,025 pigs?” she asked.

“Yeth.” lisped the farmer.

Being a Howard County girl herself, the tech entered: “Subject lost 2 sows and 25 pigs.”


Sunday snicker

July 15, 2017

Father Murphy walks into a pub in Donegal, and says to the first man he meets, ‘Do you want to go to heaven?’

The man said, ‘I do, Father.’

The priest said, ‘Then stand over there against the wall.’

Then the priest asked the second man, ‘Do you want to go to heaven?’

‘Certainly, Father,’ was the man’s reply.

‘Then stand over there against the wall,’ said the priest.

Then Father Murphy walked up to O’Toole and said, ‘Do you want to go to heaven?’

O’Toole said, ‘No, I don’t Father.’

The priest said, ‘I don’t believe this. You mean to tell me that when you die you don’t want to go to heaven?’

O’Toole said, ‘Oh, when I die, yes. I thought you were getting a group together to go right now.’


Oops!

July 14, 2017

We failed to mention in our earlier post that today is
Collector Car Appreciation Day and then we got distracted at
the Worlds Largest Truck-stop taking the sights of the Truckers
Jamboree. We realize trucks aren’t cars but they’re just as
easy on the eyes.



That’s a sample of what is on display through tomorrow
afternoon at the Worlds Largest Truck-stop. A crazy event with
something for everyone and a concert later. Now I need a
Snicker’s because I must have walked 5 miles out there.
Comments are always welcome.