Sunday, October 22, 2017

Same Old, Same Old

Tomorrow is the first day on my old route with the new company.

Wyoming hasn't changed.

Poor Wyoming, a victim of geography. Nebraska sucks and Utah blows.

Friday, October 20, 2017

Financial Intervention Needed?

Those who know me know I am a cheapskate. For the past eight years my computer desk chair is one I salvaged. The right arm support had broken plastic covered with bubble wrap and duct tape. The duct tape was wearing out.

Yesterday found me in an office building where a tenant was selling off chairs and computer monitors.
The first chair selected didn’t fit. The office manager was kneeling trying to make the various levers work. Her low cut peasant style top didn’t cover her ample assets well and I had time to do a good check out.

Another chair did fit (pictured above) and I tried to negotiate. The quoted price was $40. Doing my best Fred Sanford imitation I clutched my chest. The ladies called me on my bullshit so I showed them my pacemaker scar.

Had them all laughing, usually a prelude to getting the price down. No go.

Bought the damned chair for the asking price. Perhaps a bit of little head thinking? Again, nice assets and my sex life has me feeling married.

I’m soooo ashamed!

Tuesday, October 17, 2017

First World Problems

Their annoying commercials blaring from the pump like some wholesome BYU pep rally I can tolerate.

Last week they shrunk all three coffee cup sizes and raised the price - same day. This week they changed the Original Cappuccino flavor to Pumpkin Fucking Spice. Aarg.

Such vexations I face!   

Saturday, October 14, 2017

Visiting Our Heritage

My sister and I today went to the Wheatridge, CO. Historical Park for Apple Cider Days, an annual event located on what was once our paternal Great Grandfather’s holdings. A cousin is the custodian/caretaker/manager, etc.

When our paternal Great Grandfather moved West from Kansas, he bought an existing sod house and acreage in what is now Wheatridge, CO., West of Denver.

 In later years the city acquired some of the land for a park. The soddy was plastered to preserve it.

He then built a modern, for the times, brick house adjacent to the soddy.  The property was a base for his operations into Northwest Colorado.

The soddy continued to be occupied. Our Grandfather and his family lived there from time to time.

The water table in the area is high, and the area was long grass prairie. The ground was fertile and vegetables for the Denver market were grown.

Some historical buildings have been moved to the site and a shed to store various artifacts of the early days. The place operates on a shoestring and the efforts of dedicated volunteers.

So nice to do something family linked that doesn’t include a visit to the family cemetery. 

Friday, October 13, 2017

Climate Change, Climate Deniers, and Climate Collectivists

Idle hands create mischief and idle minds of partially “educated” senior citizens with computer access maybe more.

Am I the only one suspicious of the motives of those pushing the “climate change” hysteria? The message I receive, to save us from ourselves, is world collectivist government. We, the masses, are simply too ignorant to know what is in our best interest. It follows that those who understand our best interest need to be properly compensated for their wisdom and the burden of governing the masses. Is it probable that I am wrong in my thinking?

Following along the meme of idle senior minds, consider this dated gem from 1978.

A long slog to go through all of it, to be sure and not all the points of the author are clear, at least to me.

The constant theme of the climate change alarmists is increased carbon dioxide “trapped” in the atmosphere. We read of studies of ice cores from Antarctica and Greenland being linked to our situation today. Maybe the data is accurate. Maybe it is being interpreted correctly. And, maybe it isn’t. There has been so much bullshit from the “scientific” communities that any truth is obscured. Consider a foremost proponent, Albert Gore, whose personal carbon footprint is that of a small city.

We hear all the time about, “clean renewable energy”. Colorado supposedly gets 360 days of sunshine a year. It also gets 365 nights a year. There doesn’t seem to be any economical way to store solar energy. Does that mean we shut down at night and during blizzards? Wind power? We are the Saudi Arabia of wind (except when it doesn’t blow). Oh yes, there is the “not in my backyard” syndrome.

Hydro?  Requires dams, doesn’t it? No environmental impact there, right?  Perhaps tidal power?  Perhaps for some coastal areas. Remember, the loss of energy in the transmission process needs to be considered. Plus, the structures will be built in someone’s back yard. Correct me if I am wrong but, in California, isn’t there always an uproar, by the rich, about the public using “their” beachfront?

There is emerging technology to capture carbon from the atmosphere and store it in rock formations.

Takes a lot of water and lacks any economic incentive. Opps. Back to collectivist government. We’ll demand it done, cost be damned.

To me, the least disruptive way to power is nuclear. Instant hysteria. Yet France gets 80% of their electricity from nuclear and I don’t see them glowing from radiation. Uranium isn’t all that plentiful and Shillary sold 20% of what we have to the Russians. Still, it is a proven technology.

Under the headings of figures don’t lie, liars figure in tandem with, “Don’t let a good crisis go to waste”, our local near monopoly, Xcel Energy, needs to raise rates to ???????? well, climate change, blah blah, blah.

They operate in other states.

Coal continues to be our best option, IMO. YMMV

Sunday, October 8, 2017

Twatwaffle Hissy Fit

A Colorado specific post.  First, a few background paragraphs.

Colorado is unique in having added to the  Constitution the Taxpayers Bill of Rights (TABOR) in 1992 only to suspend it for five years in 2005. Fighting for and against TABOR has kept scores of lawyers gainfully employed along with the lobbyist and special interests folks funding lawsuits.

The basic principal of TABOR is all levels of government in Colorado are restricted in spending (and raising taxes) by a formula involving inflation, population growth, and tax revenues. The goal is balanced budgets and curbs on unnecessary spending. Increases must be voted on by the public, not elected officials. There is even a mechanism for refunding excess tax revenues back to the taxpayers (seldom happens).

The (P)regressives loath TABOR and are ever trying to circumvent it. Seriously curtails their ability to spend other people’s money for their pet projects.

An unfortunate side effect is the harm to necessary programs and projects. As in, there are no perfect answers, only intelligent choices (ha, faint hope there).

May I introduce Dave Perry, Editor of the Aurora Sentinel, a shopper ‘newspaper’ from a Denver suburb, trying to compete with the Denver Post for relevancy. He is extremely fluent in (P)regressive speak. Reading his editorials makes me wonder if we inhabit the same planet.

Concerning the just past Special Session of the Legislature that accomplished nothing, here are a few quotes from his editorial as he hits many (P)regressive talking points.

Obstructionist Republican lawmakers

 critical state services hurt by the Great Recession and a dangerous GOP obsession with the so-called TABOR amendment.

 These misled and misleading fans of infamous and felonious tax-protester Douglas Bruce, who authored the broken Colorado Taxpayer Bill of Rights Amendment, hold the majority of the state GOP hostage by threatening to invoke a vengeful base unless they get NRA-like compliance.

 but their puerile, anarchistic view of TABOR continues to hurt every corner of the state. We frequently remind readers that not one, single state has ever created its own TABOR, seeing how fatally flawed it is.

Lawmakers will return in January and voters will closely watch them and decide next November who runs the state. Unless these GOP partisan bullies change their ways, Colorado can’t tolerate any more of their scams.

One GOP representative I know says the Democrat leadership defines bi-partnership as letting the GOP members take their seats.

The horrific event in Las Vegas has let Mr. Perry run full throttle on his favorite anti-gun train.

 I am sick of it. I’m sick of seeing these bullies dare America to stop them from toting weapons meant to stop military armadas to Walmart in case some other gun-freak loses it in the express lane. 

Isn’t it wonderful we have the 1st Amendment?

Saturday, October 7, 2017

Bad Day For A Car Guy

A trip down memory lane.

Salt Lake City, 1974, an acquaintance was the local district sales manager for American Motors (AMC).

The Salt Lake City Car Show was opening and AMC had shipped in by rail one of the first AMC Pacers. AMC  sent one West  just for the show.

My friend picked it up and had it toughly cleaned and polished then drove  to the Salt Palace for the show. Three blocks from the Salt Palace he was t-boned by a red light runner.

An omen for what was to come?

Say what you will about the Pacer but know it was an innovative design for the times. Designed to be powered by the Wankel rotary engine that never saw production, the car was designed for urban environments. The doors tilted out from the top for easier exits in cramped parking spots. The passenger door was wider than the driver’s door for easier back seat access. All that glass was to minimize blind spots.  It was built to a much higher safety standard than was required at the time.  

Friday, October 6, 2017

Business Moral Quandary

Having known for some time a competitor has been after my employer's clients, I've held my own counsel. These things have a life of their own. I'm, by choice, a lowly part time driver at the very bottom of the food chain. Four stress relieving words. Not My Fucking Problem.

The competitor wants to hire me. Why not, I know the route and have all the certificates and completed tests. These are the people who first hired me. Then a medium sized company bought them out. Within weeks an international logistics company bought the medium sized company. 

The competitor has won the contract and my current employer will have no need for me in  less than two weeks.

The quandary is, do I give my current employer any notice I'm leaving? They haven't bothered to tell me my job is going away. Loyalty up, loyalty down? Don't think so.


Saturday, September 30, 2017

Cow Farts Will Kill Us Eventually

Methane emissions from cows is going to kill us per one George Dvorsky (if he can over dramatize so can I).

He starts out with, “the new finding means it’s going to be even tougher to combat climate change than we realized.assuming we are all in accord with the notion we need to ‘fight’ climate change.

What he doesn’t mention, while the USDA estimates the USA has about 98.4 million cattle, in 1880 an estimated 60 million bison inhabited North America. Does Gerogie not understand bison are one of about 12 species of bovine inhabiting our Earth?

 OK, some species may now be extinct. All bovines belch and fart methane. One wonders just how many bovines exist today world wide (1.3 to 1.5 billion) as to how many before, say, 1900?

Methane is an efficient “green house” gas that persists for around 16 years in our atmosphere. Could it be that methane is a necessary component to keep our atmosphere stable?

 All these climate change fanatics use the planet Venus as their justification. How sure are we that Venus’ atmosphere persists solely because of ‘green house’ gasses?  Venus lacks a magnetosphere. Apples to oranges comparison?  

Surely pleasing to his PETA readers, he slips in, "suggests we should cut back on our consumption of meat and dairy. The privilege we have over these animals, it would appear, now comes at a hefty price".

Sadly, all this “settled” science’crap obscures good science. Information that should be taken seriously gets ignored IMO.

OK, one point to the PETA types. Cattle are fed food to fatten them that causes such severe bloating that anti bloating chemicals (Tums?) must be added to the feed. A fight for another day?

Thursday, September 28, 2017

A Minor Rant

Numerous past poor financial decisions mean I am still working for wages into my seventh decade.

Three days a week I drive through the valley of frustration (and potential death) called Sugar Valley, US 26 from Gurnsey, WY to North Platte, NE. Luckily I can turn South at Scottsbluff and head South on Highway 71.

The drivers who live in Goshen County, WY and Scottsbluff County, NE are horrible. Either they are bumbling along below the speed limit or are following you two car lengths back.

Blinker fluid must command a premium these tight asses won’t pay. Pulling out on the highway with no regard for the speed of oncoming traffic may be a birthright.  Slowing way down a mile from where you will turn off is necessary so you can adequately view neighbor’s crops and livestock.

Going South on Highway 71 is easier. Little traffic and four lanes help. By the time I reach the Kimball County line (where people know how to drive) my blood pressure drops out of the stroke range.

My advice? Note the county prefixes on the header pictures. If, anywhere in these United State you see one, go on high alert!

Saturday, September 23, 2017

Blundering Boondoggles

Denver International Airport administration continues their historic mismanagement and fiscal misadventures. The latest? A 11.5 million dollar sign.

The sign is now under construction contributing to congestion. When completed, it will give the revenue generators (aka Denver Police) several new honey holes.

One problem. The sign cannot be used as intended because it would violate a Federal Highway Administration regulation. The only solution seems to be a literal Act of Congress.

Then there are the conspiracy theories.

What isn’t a theory is the million dollar baggage system that doesn’t work, and seemingly, cannot be fixed. Ask any frequent flyer about retrieving their bags in a reasonable time.

When DIA first opened, you had to pay a toll to leave. An elaborate building was erected and acres of concrete poured.

After closure, the area was closed to any parking. A convenient cell phone waiting area with portable restrooms was closed. Instead of re-purposing the toll plaza and building as a cell phone waiting area, a new “Food Court” and cell phone waiting area was built.

 Hard to reach, inadequate parking and difficult to use, it continues the hallmark of DIA mismanagement.

As a frequent air freight shipper, I say the air freight facilities suck.

TSA has been wonderful for the airline and ancillary companies. All inefficiencies and bad customer service experiences are blamed on “security regulations”. Some may even be true.

The freight agency I’m forced to use, Air General, would make the average DMV office look like a drill team.

At least I don’t need to use FedEx. Their DIA operation seems to be modeled after a Cold War East German border crossing. Differs in not being as user friendly.

DIA probably isn’t the worst airport, or has the worse mismanagement, but must be considered a contender IMO.

Friday, September 22, 2017

Damn, and Double Damn

Wildfire swept over the old family homestead today.

The cemetery area was spared. The housing area wasn't. The above picture was a dugout cabin where my grandfather and great uncle spent a winter while they built houses for their families still in the Denver area. Later, my uncles slept there.
One house had long since collapsed but the other had been recently dismantled and the  posts and beams salvaged, stacked, and preserved. All gone now.

My grandparents and great grandfather. My grandfather died when my father was sixteen. My grandmother died when I was four and my great grandfather about the same time.

Tough people who lived through tough times. The homestead was a great place to show succeeding generations our roots.  The land remains.

Many thanks to my cousin and her husband for these pictures. 

Thursday, September 21, 2017


Being older than dirt, can't make sense of Millennium's priorities.

Waiting for the Walmart cashier, looked at the young lady in front of me in the line. Pleasant, put a separator marker behind her purchases on the belt, and had a nice smile. Her purchases were a quart of generic motor oil and a few cheap food items. OK, many of us are poor or know what it is to be poor.

She was dressed in mismatched raggedy thrift store cloths. They were clean. On her left calf was a $500-1,000 tattoo (just guessing, all I know of tattoos is I have none).

Oh well, it is a free country.

Tuesday, September 19, 2017

Wyoming Sunrise

A perk of the job. Seeing some awesome sunrises. Need to start taking my better Canon instead of just the point and shoot.

Sunday, September 17, 2017

Cowboy Romance

When a cowboy removes his hay hooks from the passenger side floor of his truck before picking up his date, he is in a serious courting frame of mind.

Saturday, September 16, 2017


We buried my oldest cousin yesterday who passed after a ten month fight with cancer. After a traditional church service and VFW/American Legion 21 gun salute in Craig, CO, his cremains were interred at a private family cemetery West of Maybell, CO located on a 1913 homestead that is still in the hands of family members.

Lee was a gunner’s mate on destroyers in his younger days.

A portion of the road in.

The entrance.

His cremains were placed in his boots and those and his hat were interred.

The church was packed while the gathering at the cemetery was mainly relatives.

One of his daughters insuring his favorite M&Ms went with him.

In our clan, we dig the graves and fill them.

R.I.P Lee. Ride those wild horses cowboy.

There is nothing formal about the graves area. People just pick a spot.

My father’s grave.

 What appears to be a rope in the upper left corner hanging from the tree is bark caused by a deer scraping velvet from his antlers. From the location, he probably stood on the grave. My father would be pleased. Seems the badger has stopped trying to den in the grave as noted from our last visit. A cousin’s husband added some more rock to the site.

I rode over with my sister. We have started getting rain, helping to put out wildfires, and the early dawn light show was amazing.

At 8,000' ASL the leaves are starting to turn.

As always, life goes on. The youngest person at the church was a great grandchild, age two months.