Sunday, November 27, 2011

At the foot of the mountains.


Daughter Erin recently had knee surgery, so Mr. and Mrs. Kadizzle have been playing, granny, grandpa, and nurse. Hopefully the wagon train will leave for New Mexico on Tuesday.

Erin has temporarily moved into a nice neighborhood in Longmont, Colorado. The community has been well planned and the bike paths and playgrounds make it a nice place to live.

Granddaughter Sylvie is so much fun. She has an incredible vocabulary and a great sense of humor. Her favorite thing is to wear her Tu Tu all day. Her ability to remember things is astounding. At two and a half she can already count to twenty. That was the West Virginia test for high school graduation.

Saturday, November 26, 2011

Too Lazy to get Rich

Some may say Kadizzle is bragging, but so be it. Over the years Kadizzle has had a variety of ideas that he never took the time to promote. Later Kadizzle saw the idea brought to reality.

Yesterday Kadizzle read an article about a man in England developing a system that would allow people to board high speed trains without the high speed train stopping. Kadizzle had this idea about ten years ago. Now, it looks like it may actually happen. Someday you will be able to board a mini train and make the transfer to a high speed train passing through your town.

One of the applications you can now get on your Iphone is Redlaser. Redlaser allows you to read and create bar codes. Kadizzle came up with the idea yesterday of inventing a ball cape with your barcode right on the front where the writing normally is. If someone wants to get your information the simply ask if they can snap your hat with their Iphone. The invention will be called "The Snaphat". You can bar code what ever you want onto your hat. You could put your phone number, your website, or anything else you want. Once it is read by someone's Iphone the information will be in that person's Iphone.

This is not a great leap for Redlaser because basically this was the intent of how it was to be used. Now you are seeing codes with adds in magazines, and on billboards. Some people already have adapted the codes for business cards. I predict within a short time you will see people with the equivalent of bar codes on their clothing.

In the future you will go to a party and walk up to someone. Your device will read there bar code. Their bar code will let you know any information they want made public. It may simply be "Hi my name is Fred", or it might be their resume, and a host of other information. Kadizzle predicts that within a year you will go to a convention and see bar codes have replaced name tags or will be on the name tag.

Saturday, November 19, 2011

The Pirate with a Tu Tu


The history of pirates is interesting. One key to their success was they usually had far more people on their ship than the ship they attacked. Pirates deliberately sought to create the impression they were mean, crazy, and dangerous. Being a bit of a pirate himself Kadizzle would naturally have a granddaughter that was a pirate. Last night in pirate pajamas grandpa read some pirate stories to Sylvie. Like so many her age she gets obsessed with a certain outfit. In this case it is always wearing a Tu Tu. So this morning the pirate with a Tu Tu was singing "heave ho, blow the man down"

Thursday, November 17, 2011

The Screaming of the diesel taught me how to cry.

The Commander and Lord Kadizzle just set up camp by the railroad track in Wheatland, Wyoming. It was a pleasant drive halfway to Denver from Hazen.

Kadizzle likes being by a good railroad. A train just went by. There was an old depression era song "The freight train blues".

If you play the video below you can hear the original version. Every time Kadizzle hears a train he thinks of this song.



The shear volume of coal being shipped out of Wyoming means a train load goes by about every fifteen minutes on the main line. We are on a side line, so things should not be that noisy.

Friday, November 11, 2011

Wednesday, November 09, 2011

Maybe People are waking up.



Perhaps there is some hope. This morning the Republican greed machine has taken some serious hits. In Arizona they got rid of a right wing rat that was preying on the fear of Mexicans. In Ohio the voters defeated another attempt by the Republicans to drive working people into the ground with union busting. In Mississippi the voters did not fall for the abortion crap the Republican party loves to hand out. So now maybe people are beginning to see who the real villains are. As the Republicans economically drive the middle class out of existence perhaps people have turned from sports to reality. Perhaps people see that because Fox says it, it is not true. There is hope.

Sunday, November 06, 2011

How to poisen yourself for eight dollars.

On the recent great hunting trip Kadizzle managed to lose an eight dollar cigar. Since it was just not right, Kadizzle went to the cigar store yesterday and bought the same cigar. The Commander had left instructions that when she returns from Denver the yard is to be free of leaves. The death penalty was threatened. So Kadizzle merrily went about cleaning the yard with the eight dollar cigar puffing away. Somewhere near the end of the job the nicotine poisoning struck. For awhile Kadizzle though it might be the last day of his life. Kadizzle considered leaving word with The Commander that if she came home and found his cigar smelling body in a heap it was the cigar that did it. After a brief puking session, and a series of cold sweats the sickness went away. Kadizzle decided to check the toxicology of nicotine. Children can be killed by chewing nicotine gum. Nicotine is used in insecticides to kill insects. One giant refrigerator bug was just about killed at our house with it. This is not the first time old Kadizzle has experienced the fine feeling of a little nicotine poison. In College Kadizzle's body was simultaneously trying to evacuate some nicotine from chewing tobacco. That was the last attempt at that. After yesterdays lesson, it may be a long time before Kadizzle tries another cigar. Old hillbilly farmers used to tell Kadizzle a wad of chewing tobacco would rid a horse of worms. So there is a good side to my spell yesterday.