Monday, February 24, 2020

Irritating Generations of Women


Any woman involved with a man who served in Germany after WWII.

In talking with a neighbor who served there in the 1960’s, he brought this up. I remember several women, including my ex, who hated this song.




Mox Nix.

Saturday, February 22, 2020

Domestic Violence


A Rant
Neutrality and dispassionate are the modes I maintain as I deliver letters to mortgagees behind on their payments for the agency that pays me to do so. Occasionally, like this morning, I return to my car and tablet and seethe with anger.

Approaching the house, the doorbell button is gone, a clue that this might be an awkward call. Knock on the door and hear a dog barking inside. Wait, second knock and someone comes to the door. The door opens a crack and I ask, “Mr. XXXX?”

The door opens wider and I see a teen boy, maybe 16, and he says,

“He doesn’t live here. He hasn’t for a month. He has a restraining order”.

The young man’s shame and embarrassment was obvious. I concluded my business by giving him the envelope to forward and departed.

What kind of shithead coward puts his children in that position? Yeah, rhetorical question.

If I did only one thing right in raising my sons, it is you don’t hit women. Both of the younger ones have been in abusive relationships. Both were hit by the women in their lives. Both walked away instead of retaliating. The same happened in my only marriage.

The money spent on lawyers would have made a good college fund start. My youngest got full custody and later the birth mother lost all parental rights. To see how those children have grown and thrived in a loving, but disciplined, home makes it all worthwhile.

Middle son was married five years. Thankfully, no children.

That house I visited will probably end up in foreclosure. The signs of property neglect are plain. Poverty and uncertainty will be the fate of the children.

Makes me sad and angry.

Ladies of The Round Table

AKA
The Coven
They gather every morning in the commons area to discuss the state of the world and offer “helpful” suggestions on any subject that may come up.

Each morning I stop by with Banner, the dog, after he has taken care of his morning dog business. He gets “treats” and I get my balls busted.

This morning they had a card for everyone to sign. One of our residents, age 92, died last night. In a 65+  90 unit building that is a frequent occurrences.  R.I.P. Armondo.

There is usually two groups. The Coven go in together to fund a coffee pot so sit across from the commons kitchen. Then there is the lobby group, who use the lobby coffee bar and the Krug machine.

Need I say neither group likes the other?


Banner, and I, are friendly with both groups. Surely that irritates everyone. Mission accomplished!

Friday, February 21, 2020

Chafes My Ass


Advertising. I’m not against it, not at all. During my years in the car biz spent a lot of money on it. What chafes my ass is disrespectful, manipulative advertising.

I don’t own a television, and I don’t watch television. I will be interested in a program, then comes eight to ten minutes of commercials. By the time they are over, I’ve lost interest.

More and more the internet is being infested. OK, I will live with some but when my screen goes totally a commercial and I have to interact with the damned thing to be able to finish what I was reading, that goes too far. Plus, they take too long to download.

Tonight I purged my sideboard of the worse offenders.

All in all one of the reasons I like books. No f^^king intrusive commercials. 

YMMV

Wednesday, February 19, 2020

Accurate Meme


"Loyal" Opposition


During the Lightbringer years, the RINOs became the loyal opposition, IMO, and made a comfortable living playing the opposition, careful not to actually win, and fooled their base into thinking “something is being done!!!!!”

In fact, this is what they are.


It all worked out splendidly until Donald J. Trump came along and spoiled the game. Now it is hard for them to be the Deep State Auxiliary and their comfortable, predictable world is in turmoil.

Fuck’em!

Tuesday, February 18, 2020

4 Wire Winter


My parents moved to Steamboat Springs, CO when I was in the 7th Grade and settled there. My sister attended school there K-12.

Barbed wire fences there are usually four strands, and a normal winter is a 3 wire (about 30’ of snow total, but compacted). Some winters are 2 wire (a disaster) and some, like this winter, not only cover the fourth wire, but the top of the fence posts.


It is a hard winter for ranchers but a boon to skiers and those who live off them.

Steamboat gets little, if any, wind being in a deep valley. To the east is the Continental Divide where 100 mph winds are not uncommon. What Steamboat does get is extreme cold temperatures, like -50°, night after night. Tires develop flat spots sitting and in extreme cold don’t get round for a few miles.

About ¼ mile from the location of the picture in the article is Thorium. I’m not sure if there is a commercial quantity deposit, but I get a perverse delight imagining the howls of the residents should it be developed.

Snow pack is at 123% of normal and winter isn’t over. Good news for Lake Powell as the Yampa, which flows into the Green, isn’t impounded anywhere downstream of Steamboat. Neither is the Green below Flaming Gorge in Utah/Wyoming.

On a personal level, I don’t miss Steamboat but still have fond memories of the Yampa Valley.