My beloved Austrian Snowflake Dagmar is scheduled to have her surgery in a month. I hope we have enough money piled up… All our scribbling on the backs of envelopes and midnight insomniac mental math tells us we should be okay. Things will be a little tight, but we’ll cover our bills and will have grocery money. I’m very grateful that I’ve had enough freelance work in the past few months to be able to save up for this!
Dagmar wants me to take a few days off and go fishing in Minnesota with my parents in a couple weeks. I have to say it sounds really good… A good 350 mile solo bike trip up to the lake region, a few days in a tent behind the little hotel in the woods, a day spent fishing, a day spent riding, plenty of opportunities to take photos, a nice 350 mile ride back home… My only problem is that I feel guilty spending money to go fishing just a few weeks before Dagmar’s surgery, even though I’m sure we have enough to cover it. It seems insensitive to me somehow. I’m not sure what to do.
I do know I’m really looking forward to next summer when Dagmar’s healthy again and has some vacation time! We’ll go to the zoo, we’ll go to the park, we’ll go camping, we’ll ride our bicycles, we’ll go EVERYWHERE together ’cause she’s my best friend!
Just a thought…
Hey, next time we have one of these election thingies, why not do all the states at once? Maybe over a long weekend or something. Say, the polls open at noon on Friday and close nationwide Sunday at 7 p.m. Eastern time. That would give everyone time to get to the polls… I can handle a long weekend, but GEEZE we gotta do something about this 19-month-long election cycle! I know, I know — Iowa makes a lot of money by having the candidates and all their entourage spending a year campaigning across the state. But realistically I went to four or five candidate rallies and I didn’t learn one single thing I didn’t already know, except that Joe Biden looks bigger on TV than he does in person.
From the Party of Family Values
Found this on the Innernet…
Actually, Senator John McCain started having affairs with other women in the late 1970’s, even though his first wife, who was crippled in a car accident, had waited faithfully for him for years to come home from Vietnam (McCain was a POW in Hanoi for five years). Speculation abounds that McCain started cheating on his beauty model wife shortly after his return to the states (and recovery from the torture he endured in prison) due to the fact that she didn’t look the same after her accident. Some people contend McCain broke the UCMJ during that time frame by having affairs with subordinates while in the military, and might have been court-marshaled, or at least disciplined, had he not had the right connections. Eventually the 42-year-old McCain met 24-year-old Cindy, who happened to be heiress to millions of dollars. They were married just a month after his divorce from his first wife. McCain and his present wife do not live together due to their schedules, though they do vacation together every year.
Senator McCain has done a lot for the United States, but if he starts preaching family values this is gonna come back to haunt him — especially after what the Republican party did to President Bill Clinton. Personally, I think his family life of nearly 30 years ago is his own business, and his familial problems may be a symptom of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder due to his service in Vietnam… But if the Republican party tries to fly the Family Values banner over Senator McCain this could be a problem for him. People may forgive McCain’s indiscretions, but they hate hypocrisy.
How long do you think it’ll be before the riots start? I’m just happy that two of our three vehicles get 40+ miles per gallon (I don’t drive the third car more than six blocks to work, and then only when it’s snowing or raining).
Think about it. Nearly all our economic problems stem from oil going from $18 a barrel when George W. Bush was appointed president in 2000 to $130 a barrel today. (I guess that’s what happens when you put two men deeply invested in the oil industry in charge of the government.) Food costs more because it costs more to transport it to the market. Same with all consumer goods. Prices are going up at a startling rate, all due to the increased price of oil.
Now, it doesn’t really matter WHY oil prices are going up, what matters is what we’re doing about it, and what we’re allowed to do about it.
Drill for oil in Alaska? Not gonna help. It’d take between 17 and 20 years before the first drop would get to us, and the percentage of oil that would come through the pipeline would be minuscule compared to our daily usage. Too little too late. ANWR really is more valuable as a
wildlife refuge than a source of oil. It’s just not gonna get us out of this crunch.
What we need is to find the Model T of alternate fuel vehicles. Don’t give me a Prius that costs nearly as much as my house. I don’t have that kind of money — I gave it all to the oil executives so they can hire lawyers to get them out of paying taxes. Rather, give me a little plug-in hybrid for $7,000, and let me build a wind turbine on my garage to make the electricity for the car. Make a bunch of these. Sell ’em to the Chinese and Indian folk. Don’t tell me we can put a man on the moon and build atomic bombs but we can’t find a way to put a battery in a car… We can do it.
Shoot, I’m about out of time.
My next item up for bid, real quick and without any more forethought than the preceding ravings, is ethanol. I live in Iowa, so I could probably be shot for saying this, but we really shouldn’t be making fuel out of corn! Two reasons. The first is that corn-based ethanol yields 1.4 units of energy for every 1 unit it takes to manufacture. In other words, it takes just about as much energy to make corn-based ethanol as we get out of it. Switchgrass, on the other hand, yields a ratio somewhere between 7 and 9 to 1 — MUCH higher than 1.4 to 1. Second reason — corn is not native. Corn really doesn’t grow well without a lot of help from the farmers. Switchgrass, on the other hand, is what grew here before we plowed it all under to plant corn… It grows all on its own.
‘kay now, I’m done.