Monday, November 30, 2009

Seeing Double


See I have this friend and he got this license plate and...............

Sunday, November 29, 2009

Road Trip Revisited


















In June I posted about a road trip to find an engine that I photographed in 1974. I found it, here is a before (from 1978) and after (owned by WATCO and residing in Wood River Illinois.)







Monday, October 12, 2009

Shovel the dock

Blessing-living on a lake
Curse-taking the dock out in fall
Blessing-living in Minnesota
Curse-Living in Minnesota

Today was the second day of snow this fall. We had a bunch, maybe 4 inches. Streets snow melted at once but the grass and sidewalks and decks were covered-and still are. Leaves are on the trees. Summer stuff is still outside. Lawn furniture and the like. And the temperature will be below freezing pretty much every night this week. This is the earliest measurable snowfall in about two decades but that is no consolation. Walking down to the lake in four inches of snow and seeing the dock covered could make you cry. Why didn't my parents move to Arizona.

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

At Last

Labor Day, a day of rest. Not much planned. Then a phone call. Your plates for the car are here. Really? The deal is done? "Yup," he says. Took the government a month to process this deal but I have the car. Drove it to work yesterday-and today. Very nice.

Monday, August 10, 2009

Something completely different-Part 2

So I go to make the deal on the car. Salesman fills out paperwork. Leaves to process a form and returns with bad news. there might be an issue with elegibility. Huh? Seems that theyear I bought the van Plymouth went away and Chrysler took over the models. So mine is a Chrysler Voyager. There is no such thing on the governments official list of cash for clunkers. So we submit the paperwork, do the deal take the Fit home. If Washington approves the deal I own the Fit. If not, I take the car back to the dealer and get my money back since I would be on the hook for an additional $4500. I am not a happy camper.

Friday, August 7, 2009

And now for something completely different.....


I am a cheapskate when it comes to cars. I drive them until there is nothing left. One of our two cars is an aging 2000 minivan. It is rusty. It is noisy. It doesn't start well. Worst, it has a fatal problem with a strut mount that will break potentially causing disaster. the car is worth $0. It only gets 18 miles per gallon. What to do? Can you guess? Yup, for the first time in almost 10 years I will pull into my garage tonight in a new car. My worthless piece of junk suddenly became worth $4500. I am delighted. I don't have the cash to buy a new car so this really helps and solves a big problem. The new car? a Honda Fit.

Monday, August 3, 2009

Secure this!

I was amused to read a recent announcement at work about the new highly secure passwords for the employee information web site. The new password protocol requires upper and lowercase letters, special characters and numbers
From now on instead of remembering that my password is my mom’s name or the address I lived at when I was in college I now must generate a super secret password.
Of course that new password is not something that I use every day so I will forget it, as will most people. So to remedy the possibility that terrorists may find out my vacation balance, I, like everyone else, will write our password on a scrap of paper and put it in our desk drawer. Security achieved.
I only can imagine the day when there will be a highly secure password needed to open my desk drawer.

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Road Trip

Each year my good friend Vince and I take a road trip. We have done this for a long time and look forward to it. We both enjoy trains and usually our travels take us where trains are or were. Thi year it is south with a destination of Wood River, Illinois. It is a small industrial town accross the river from St Louis. (Mississippi River, for the geographically challenged) We will spend a few days to get there and a few more days to get home. We will see sights. We will see trains. We will talk. We will smoke cigars. but mostly we will revel in the fact that we have been friends for about 48 years. We only see each other a couple of times a year but the conversation starts up right where it left off. I hope you have a friend like Vince.

Monday, May 25, 2009

Memorial Day

For most it's just another day to go to the Home Depot. I too will shop but I have to take a moment to honor those I knew who paid the ultimate price. Roland Ludwig-WWII,an Uncle that I never got to know. Lester Beihl-Vietnam, a fun guy and ukelele player. William Kotnik-Vietnam, one of the most carefree guys you could ever meet and a brother to my friend Vince. To the millions I didn't know, thanks the world is a better place because of you.

Friday, April 17, 2009

in just spring

Played golf today alone. it's 72 degrees. Spring is always invigorating. Working aroung the house and yard is actually fun. By august it will suck . Concert tonight in Minneapolis with Jules and daughter #2. Lucy Kaplansky with luck some locals will show up to play with her. Have been thinking a lot about becomming a grandpa. Looking forward to the annual summer odyssey with Poo in June. Lots of planning involved. More about that soon. Right now I am looking out the window at an eagle flying over the lake. Looks like he.she likes spring too.

Monday, April 13, 2009

It's that time thing again

Learned this weekend that I will be a grandpa in November. Now that is something to think about. I will shamefully admit that I am hoping for a namesake. It could happen! A name has been chosen for a girl but not for a boy. The familial pull is a lot stronger from the in law side than from me. But one can hope.

Thursday, March 26, 2009

1441

Checked my countdown timer today. 1441. That's days. The same number coming and going. Symmetry. On one hand you want to live forever on the other you want things to happen faster. My least favorite poet of all time said, Time has a way of slipping into the future." It sure does. 1441 and then what? And the countdown continues.

Friday, March 20, 2009

Illegal Candy

Got a chance to go to Cancun in February. Had passed through a few years back but never stayed in the Hotel Zone. All of the hotels are grouped on a long and narrow island that runs generally north to south. A road bisects the island and one the western side of the road there are shops, marinas, golf course and even the very poorly advertised ruins of a Mayan City called El Rey.
The famed beaches of Cancun are pretty much gone. Hurricanes took them a couple of years ago. The government is going to spend big bucks to bring them back by sinking some ships to create a reef and then bringing in lots of sand.
I liked the weather, but one resort after another for miles is really kind of sterile. Unless you hopped a bus and headed into town you couldn’t get much of a sense of what the area and town are really like. Even in town the quaint shops are overwhelmed by the Starbucks and every other chain that surround us in the good old US of A.
I did, however, find something that is really very interesting.
Kinder Surprise Eggs. These are hollow chocolate eggs (about the size of a jumbo egg) that contain a plastic capsule in which you will find a toy. I bought a couple for my daughter and her friend who traveled with us. The toys (see Ebay-Kinder eggs) were very nice and I thought I might buy a few eggs to bring back with me. I forgot. When I got to the airport there was a huge Kinder Candy display, but no eggs.
When I got home I checked out the interweb to learn more. These things are sold by the gazillions all over the world. But not in the US of A. It seems that we feel that those are killer toys inside those eggs. Despite the warning on the egg that the toys might not be suitable for kids under three, an obscure law passed in 1938 is what is depriving me of Kinder Surprise Eggs. That law prohibits embedding "non-nutritive items" in confections. So there you have it. Our government has saved us from a fate worse than ………what?
I have a daughter studying in Peru. I told her about the eggs. She and her roommates are hooked. They have the little toys displayed in their rooms. They love the chocolate, but I sure hope she doesn’t try to bring some back with her. The customer service lady at the Kinder office in Canada told me they seize them at the border.

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

A Weekend in Moose Lake

July 2008

It’s 1:45PM. It’s Saturday. It’s raining, hard. The crowd is three deep at the curb. I’m guessing about 1600 people. A truck is at the end of the block. The big moment will soon be here.

You gotta love small town festivals. Moose Lake, Minnesota is located on Interstate 35, about 100 miles north of White Bear Lake. The population is 1687 or 2339, depending on which sign you believe. Its town festival is Agate Days, held during the third weekend in July. It is the talk of the cafes and coffee shops. It’s the biggest weekend of the year!

It’s 1:55PM. The truck is full of gravel. The load has been salted with Lake Superior agates, $400 worth of quarters, and tokens good for various cash or merchandise prizes. The driver is ready. Small children clutching parent’s hands and empty ice cream buckets are dripping wet, but smiling in anticipation behind the safety ropes.

The festival celebrates the Lake Superior Agate, Minnesota’s official state gem. This year there were five events; a pancake breakfast put on by the Kiwanis Club, A steak fry at the firehouse, an arts and craft show in the park, a gem and mineral show at the high school and the Agate Stampede. The Agate Stampede has been a fixture of Agate Days for 39 years. People line up early to get a good spot. At 2:00PM a truck will drive 500’ down Elm Street, dumping a thin layer of gravel, agates and quarters into the street. A cannon will be fired and everyone will dash into the street to search for goodies. It’s the biggest event of Agate Days!

It’s 1:59PM. People crane their necks to look for the truck. We’re standing about 300 feet from the start of the run. The truck is moving! As it moves past us we see there is… NO GRAVEL! The cannon is fired.

I don’t know the name of the truck driver, and that is probably a good thing. His was the most important job of the year. He alone could bring joy to those wet children and adults who have been waiting for almost an hour. He alone controlled the outcome of the biggest and most important event of Moose Lake Agate Days. He alone forgot to latch the tail gate of the truck and immediately dumped the entire load in a 20 foot long pile. It’s the biggest ….well you get the idea.

It’s 2:03PM. We have run to the end of the block, but the people who were near the pile have surrounded it and the rest of us are looking at their wet backsides as they pick out the prizes. People are pushing and shoving to get a glimpse of the treasure. Parents are pulling their kids away from the mayhem. Ice cream buckets hold only rain and a few tears.

But all was not lost. You could go to the Carleton County gravel pit and search for agates in the rain. We did. You could go back to the gem show for another look. You could head over to the fire house for a steak dinner at 5:00 PM. You could go to Moose Lake State Park and take a look at the Agate and Geological Center, a fine facility. And you could sit around the campfire that evening and contemplate what they will be talking about in those cafes and coffee shops for the next 39 years.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

First things first

Seems like everyone has one of these. Why not me?

I don't have anything special to say but there are things that I find interesting, funny, wrong, or just plain goofy that you might like to read about-or maybe not.

I wonder how many blogs there are out there that nobody ever sees or reads. Oh well, here are a few things that I find interesting:

Trains. Kinder Surprise Eggs. Lake Superior Agates. Music. Old postcards from my hometown.

More later