Strange things

June 22, 2017

I went and had my chest x-ray today in an older hospital that
had just been remodeled. At one time I could find anything in
that hospital with my eyes closed. Now they added curved walls,
meandering halls, and confusing signage. I guess the updates
were needed but still saw nothing wrong with old straight
walls.

I read in the newspaper that people were surprised at the
small turn out in the 3rd Ward election to narrow the field
from 6 candidates to 2. Perhaps it had something to do with
the fact that the issue was more important to the politicians
than the voters.

And last night while I was cruising the information highway
something strange happened. There I was rowing through the
gears and speed shifting the tabs when an IM noticed popped
up. That wasn’t unusual but what made it a Twilight Zone moment
for me was the message came from my cousin who recently died.
All the message said was “Thank you”.

Then we all know common sense has died as surely as we know
Elvis has left the building. The way things look today Mr.
Sense has company. Common courtesy is no longer with us if we
disagree and debate has turned into hate filled rhetoric aimed
toward those of us who haven’t drank the Kool-Aid. The sad
thing is that those who argue the loudest and protest the most
are the problem and don’t have the ability to figure it out.

Political parties have become opposing sides in a war against
imagined rights and innocent slights. Our lawmakers are once
again the butt of jokes while they imagine they actually doing
something that would help the average citizen. I think a lot of
people need a nap.

Enjoy our Thursday as the weekend is almost knocking on the
door. Now I need to get some mowing done or declare our yard
a tropical rain forrest.
Comments are always welcome.


It just keeps going…

June 1, 2017

Here on the east coast of Iowa we awoke to another beautiful
day with blue skies, singing birds, scampering critters, and
warm weather. The flood waters should start receding soon then
return to normal levels and the summer concert series in the
park will return.

Then I had to tune in on the news and things got crazier than
an outhouse rat. Gigantic suicide bombing in Afghanistan, the
beheading picture with a comedienne, another year Illinois will
go without a budget, and the continuing saga of the Russian
interference in our last election to name a few.

That’s what I get for looking at the TV. Because of all this
tragedy and nonsense going on in our world, and my lack of
patience when dealing with the bull being shipped, I fully
intend to spend most of the day outside away from any form of
media, again.

We think the bombings are the acts of desperate cowards hungry
for media attention, the funny lady isn’t funny, the politicians
who didn’t pass a budget will get re-elected, and the Russian
hacking of election phony baloney will fade away. Then
something else will come along and make headlines, rather true
or not, and the insanity will continue.

I don’t take my cell phone with me while I go enjoy the
great outdoors. Lately the junk robo-calls outnumber the calls
from real people. And we’re on the do not call lists!

Yes we have central air, yes our computers, tablets, and
television is inside, but I’d still rather be out in the heat
swatting bugs than listen to the unconfirmed gossip passing as
the latest news. It’s like the Energizer bunny; it keeps going,
and going, and going…

Enjoy our Thursday as I know we will. I’m grabbing another
cup of coffee and heading out the door.
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Mixed emotions

May 30, 2017

Some of you may have noticed that a certain church steeple is
the subject in my photographs I share. The steeple is attached
to the Sacred Heart Cathedral and to the north of the church
the Sacred Heart Catholic School has stood since 1915.

I was baptized, had my confirmation, was an altar boy, and went
to school there. And now, in the name of progress, the school
will torn down later this year. Conflicting thoughts fill my mind
at the thought.

On the one hand I got a first rate education there from the
1st through the 7th grade. On the other, more nuns smacked my
knuckles with a wooden ruler because they felt my grin meant I
had the Devil inside me. So while I did learn Latin there my
knuckles will never be the same.

About 3,000 students attended the school in its run from 1915
to 2004 and I’d be willing to bet I got more Devil smacked out
of me than any of the others. I still grin.

The church says the school isn’t handicap accessible, the
catch all phrase used when a building has out lived its
intended purpose. Instead, the church is adding a 15,000 square
foot addition on the rear of the church and where the school
now stands would make a nifty parking lot.

Due to some changes I no longer attend the church but will
miss the school. In the past I have strolled by the old school
building just to make sure it was still there. Soon I won’t
have to as it won’t be.

I remember classmates, both living and passed, and still have
one good friend from that stage of my life so I’ll keep
grinning even after the building is gone. I may even go to mass
one more time, just to see if lightening strikes the steeple
or not.

So enjoy our Tuesday. Later we’ll go over to Dads and I’m sure
the old school will come up in the conversation. That and
Johnny Poppers, Dad does love those two cylinder John Deeres.
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Just thinking

May 20, 2017

Here on the east coast of Iowa it’s been raining and sometimes
that makes me think of fireworks. Actually it makes me think of
the impact local politicians have over the use of fireworks.

It is now legal to buy consumer grade fireworks in our fine
state while giving some “power” to cities to restrict or ban
the fireworks. Our city council can’t decide to act or leave
it as is.

Fireworks have been illegal in Iowa as long as I can remember
yet last year the police responded to 550 calls relating to
fireworks. The majority of these calls in June and July. Yet
there are those who claim those numbers are going to climb now
that fireworks are legal, and hospital emergency rooms will be
overtaken with injuries.

The problem is, if I understand correctly, the police have to
witness someone lighting off the fireworks and not just accuse
someone in the crowd of onlookers. It is an illegal act that
too many people get away with. Around the 4th of July we can’t
even see an intersection for all the smoke, and the noise is
constant.

Why is our city council even wasting the time to discus the
possible ban? It won’t stop the fireworks from goin off, and
the number of calls won’t drop. Political correctness at its
finest.

We’ll still have a snicker post later but as mentioned, I was
just thinking. Enjoy our Saturday.
Comments are always welcome.


Beautiful day

May 19, 2017

When we started our errands today it was 30 degrees colder
than yesterday and pouring rain. We got soaked twice but I’m
grinning ear to ear because it’s a beautiful day. After 17 days
in the hospital Dad is back home.

We were with him until around 10:30 this morning and a short
time later he was back in his recliner living large. He’ll need
24 hour a day assistance, but in his own house. He’s happy,
we’re happy, and a little rain won’t change that.

I’m not even upset that my agreeing to another pneumonia shot
backfired. Yesterday. I didn’t even feel the nurse stick me
with the syringe so I thought the pain wouldn’t come. I woke up
this morning with that arm feeling like somebody wailed on it
with a baseball bat. That didn’t put a damper on the day
either.

Even the constant nonsense called network news couldn’t get me
yelling at the TV today, I just shut it off. I may not even
turn it back on later tonight when Perry Mason comes on. I can
take no more of the insane accusations leveled against our
president.

It is a little hard to believe that our fellow citizens are
believing the bull the media is shipping. If Trump is so
unpopular, how did he get elected? He said he would drain the
swamp, is doing so, and the career politicians are running
scared. That tells me the president is doing exactly what he
said he would.

Enjoy our Friday and don’t worry about the weather.
Comments are always welcome.


The end of our world

April 27, 2017

According to our local newspaper and group of our citizens
the world is in danger of ceasing to exist because one of our
Aldermen called homeless people “bums”. It does not seem that
long ago that the terms bum or tramp was common but in our
politically correct society today they must be referred to as
homeless people or displaced people. It makes one wonder what
happened to freedom of speech.

Then suddenly the city told the kitchen they had to close due
to a zoning violation after which the church hired an attorney
the city loves to hate to defend their religious right to feed
the homeless. We saw no mention of anyone investigating if the
city closed the establishment because of a vendetta or if an
actual human error occurred.

The paper even went so far as to say the Alderman said such
terrible things while wearing a shirt from a local Catholic
University but didn’t mention the University and the Alderman
share the same name. For all the good this city council member
has done it now looks like he may be remembered as the one who
called the homeless “bums”.

Although we don’t live in his ward, my Dad does. And when a
problem arose one contact with this Alderman resolved the
problem. Once again someone has become the spawn of Satan for
uttering a few simple words. There are much worse problems in
our city, state, country, and the world that should be talked
about. It’s almost like the people want the circus back in our
city government.

Time to get the camera out and find some wildlife. That makes
sense to me. Enjoy our Thursday, our rainy weekend will be
here before we know it.
Comments are always welcome.


Stranger than fiction

April 21, 2017

I ran across a couple stories lately that had me shaking my
head. One was local and the other, regional. So let’s put my
thoughts out there and see what happens.

One of our Aldermen caused an uproar of sorts when he was
quoted saying the following “the homeless are bad for business”.
Or something close. Our local newspaper was outraged.

How could he say such a thing? How can he not feel sympathy
towards the downtrodden? Or words to that effect. Well, it
wasn’t that long ago we called them bums. Back when the
greatest generation was our age they didn’t mince words.

And whatever happened to freedom of speech? Today, just
because he says something others don’t like he gets put on the
10 most wanted list? I’d be willing to bet the writers from the
newspaper live nowhere near the area mentioned and wouldn’t
want the homeless congregating in their neighborhood either.

The other item concerns higher education in Wisconsin. At some
colleges they installed tampon dispensers in the mens bathrooms
in an effort to give equal treatment to all.

That got me so flustered I couldn’t talk, the wife laughing
so hard at my dilemma, it was crazy. This brought on a
discussion I never thought I’d have.

So I started with “there isn’t a man alive who needs tampons”.

The wife stated that a transgender man, who used to be a
woman, but hasn’t had the final operation would. Lord love a
duck.

So I countered “there isn’t a man alive who needs a tampon”.
During war time I supposed said sanitary items could be used
to stop heavy bleeding but I don’t believe Wisconsin has a war
on its college campuses.

I must be getting old. The more I follow the news the less I
understand. Enjoy our Friday, the weekend is upon us. Now I’m
making a thick salami sandwich to ease my suffering.
Comments are always welcome.