Friday, November 29, 2019

The Sad News Came

A wonderful friend went to the great beyond.  We got the word tonight.  It was not unexpected.  The same cancer that has taken so many took another good one.  Kadizzle has known some wonderful people and seeing them taken away too early is always painful.  You meet a few remarkable people in your life.  They are remarkable because they are kind, because they will always help you, and because they enjoy life the way you do.  This time we lost the one of the best adventure and traveling friends we ever had.  There is something special when you say to a friend do you want to,  and no matter what you say, they say sure.  That was the case so many times.  Do you want to go down the Grand Canyon, sure.  Do you want to go out and sail in a gail? Sure.  You don't get to have many friends like that, so you better treasure them all.  So many places we explored together.  Life was different because every adventure was different.  Let's give it a try.  The worst we can do is fail, and even if we failed we enjoyed every minute of it.  Once we hiked one of the most dangerous nasty hikes you could do.  At the end of the trail Kadizzle said " Well what do you think'.  The answer was "It was great, but I will never do it again".  You don't need to. You just need the courage to do it once, and that is what made our time together something we will always cherish.

4:21 A. M.

Blasted cold has Kadizzle up in the middle of the night coughing.  Sat up on the veranda last night with Nephew Josh.  Have had a couple great conversations with him.  Josh is an insightful young guy. Josh is up on all the economic and political nonsense.  This brings us to oblivion.  So many are wandering around in the Trump delusion or some other fantasy without a clue about the world.  As research would have it monkeys throwing darts would outscore most college educated people on what the real condition of the world is.

Seeing the two little girls running around going crazy having so much fun, but what kind of world are we going to leave them? OK, Kadizzle is obsessed with the orange flamer that is destroying all decency.  Down here in Charleston, South Carolina in the heart of old slave country the ghost of slavery seems everywhere.  For another day we buzzed among the insane mansions down by the waterfront.  The cruel owners had no regard for human labor.  Exploiting people was a point of pride. Trump would have been a perfect plantation owner.  Trump would have convinced the slaves they were having a good time making America great again.

Like every American city the infrastructure is crumbling.  The rich don't live where the sidewalks are turning to dust, and that is just not their problem.

The majority of the gang got glued to football yesterday.  Who cares?  So many Americans have no good idea of what day it is, but they can tell you who threw the most completed passes.  Brain power is wasted just like everything else.  So maybe there is one more thing the grumpy old Kadizzle should rant about.  Those blasted noise dogs.  Yep the idiots who take so much pride in their thump, thump machines.  All of the people in our walking group are sure grandpa is nuts.   When grandpa hears a professional idiot go by on his loud motorcycle grandpa gives a loud screeching whistle at the simple minded fool. Grandpa hopes the fool will say why did you do that.  Grandpa will reply why do you go around annoying the world with your noise?  So if you see Grandpa lying in the gutter with a bullet in his head you will no the cause.

The diet is shot to hell, the pie, the turkey it all was good.

Thursday, November 28, 2019

Turkey Day

Here we are.  Two Fuzzy Bumbles are playing in the fort at the bottom of the bed. Grandpa has been having a great time with the two granddaughters.  Yesterday we went to the beach.  The tribe has been living the good life eating out everyday and running up the national debt.  Son in law Sam cooked Kadizzle a nice egg sandwich. Two son in laws that cook are hard on the diet plan.  Last night we sat high in the air on the veranda on the third floor.  A great place for conversation and a drink.

Kadizzle has finally pulled the trigger and will head to New Zealand next week.  No plans, just disembark and start an adventure.  If the brave comes up may rent a motorcycle and explore.  A little concerned about driving on the left side of the road.  Brother in law Ned had a wreck in England doing that.

Wednesday, November 27, 2019

Saw this boat today with Sylvie

Inequality

Kadizzle is going to rant, so please take cover.  Sylvie and her grandpa just came back from the marina in Charleston, South Carolina.  The over the top boats are stacked like cordwood.  Being a hopeless Democratic Socialist, Kadizzle must expound.  Hundreds of millions of dollars are tied up to the dock doing nothing while people live in poverty within blocks.  Poverty is a luxury.  We only have poverty because we are so enthralled with the rich getting more and more.  Kadizzle has traveled all over the country.  In Sun Valley multi-million dollar homes sit idle for all but a couple weeks of the year so the rich can ski in style.  When the top takes it all little is left for the bottom.  It is the same everywhere, even in North Dakota.  People with expensive boats that rarely get used pay dearly to have their yacht sit idle.  More, more, more, that is the American way.  While the rich stack up homes and yachts, the poor get no education, health care, or any decent chance at life.  Pure unadulterated insanity.  The biggest pig boat on the whole dock was flying a Trump flag.  That said it all.  The hell with you, I got mine, and your not going to get it.  The poor line up to get fleeced.  Go to a Trump rally.  Who is cheering the loudest to economically get the shit beat out of them.  Yup, it is the Red Hats up to debt to their bung hole.   Poverty is something we could eliminate in the blink of an eye, but those idle boats must sit there.

Tuesday, November 26, 2019

Touring the Plantation

A very nice picture taken by daughter Erin yesterday as we toured a plantation.  An article in the New York Times a week or two ago mentioned the fact that these plantation tours seem to ignore slavery.  This seemed to be the case.  It was just a nice resort with gardens, where some black people used to enjoy themselves raising rice in a swamp. 

Monday, November 25, 2019

The Tribe has gathered

Ten relatives have gathered in Charleston, South Carolina.  The Kadizzles have rented a strange house which is actually two apartments.  To get to the upstairs apartment you have to go outside and come back in a different door.  Today the clan is planning on visiting a plantation.  The idea is to get the next generations used to the idea of living on a plantation run by the Trump family. 

Kadizzle has been trying to lose weight so renting a home with a pizza place fifteen feet away was not a brilliant idea.  The pizza is very good.  For some strange reason daughter Erin is giving everyone gifts. Apparently she has Thanksgiving and Christmas mixed up.

Yesterday the gang went to a nice little restaurant. After we ate Kadizzle was waiting out front of the place when a peddle rickshaw pulled up.  On the back of the rickshaw was a four by four bright red sign that said " rent this space".  Kadizzle approached the peddlar and asked what it would cost to place an add which would read F***K Trump.  The driver said he was only an employee, but thought his boss the owner would consider doing it for free.

For many years we have rented a nice home in Sedona,  Phoenix, or elsewhere to bring the tribe together for holidays.  This years setup is different. The home is more like a row house, an older one at that.

We are just three blocks from downtown so walking is easy to the dozens of eating places, and other sites.  Younger daughter Megan is swollen with our newest member who is expected in February.  Megan has been accused of smuggling watermelons or pumpkins.

Sunday, November 24, 2019

The Rumblers

Coming from areas with an abundance of quiet Kadizzle has found the larger cities insane.  Yesterday we were in Phoenix.  The mentally ill there were so proud of their loud obnoxious driving.  Now we sit in Charleston, South Carolina where the same virus has infected the idiots.  These dolts are like some jungle beast that roars to attract a mate.  For some reason idiots take great pride in annoying the public.  As if the silly noise were not enough they have to drive like unmanned clown cars.  Of course the winners are the motorcycle goofs.  They buzz about with the most annoying noise imaginable. 

All this reminds Kadizzle of a conversation with a state trooper in Arizona.  Near a bridge where a simple motorcycle dinger was killed Kadizzle asked the law officer about the accident.  The law officer noted that the motorcycle goof told his friends to video him crossing the bridge at over one hundred miles per hour. At the far end of the bridge the goof could not make the turn.  He went over the concrete barrier and plunged about a hundred feet to his death.  What a nice video he made for his friends.  Now for the good part.  The officer told Kadizzle after explaining the death " That is what we call a self correcting problem".  If only more of the simple minded noise bugs would self correct.  It is amazing they don't .   The silly noise addicted stuntmen drive like total idiots.  Sadly they might go onto the sidewalk and hit an innocent normal person. 

The police seem to do nothing about these circus performers on downtown streets.  They are in every city.  Once the same idiots get on a bigger road they show off their aggressive driving skills.  They have to run up behind people slam on their brakes or pull in front of you with no warning.

Kadizzle believes computers could be used to catch the dolts. Two nights in a row we have been subjected to these brain dead beast.  Just as you start to fall asleep one of the IQ challenge goes by.

Saturday, November 23, 2019

Gutless Cowards

Few things are as distressing as living in the State of North Dakota.  The shameless lickspittles elected by Republicans in North Dakota are totally lacking in any sense of morality.  Top this off with the strong religious nature of our hypocrites. Greed is the only god Republicans worship. If you have to lie to make a dollar so be it.  Few people could be more anti religion than Kadizzle.  Honest Omar has had enough, but the strange thing about Kadizzle is that the morality of some Bible teachings did sink in.  Don't get Kadizzle wrong, religion is one of the worst curses on Earth, but even dirty water will help a tree.  Kadizzle was forced to hear much of the Biblical ideas about being decent.  Of course this was when god was not having people stoned or destroying an entire town.

Let Kadizzle get to the point.  How can all these people who claim to be Christians sit by idly at the coffee shop and let the Trump clowns blow lies, and support the Republicans?  How can people with functioning brains take the side of the Republicans?  Very honorable well intended people testified that the rat we call Trump committed a crime.  Kadizzle met a man two days ago in a little eating place near Lake Roosevelt.  The man said Vinde was a liar.  Based on absolutely nothing, this man called the soldier a liar.  The cult is amazing.  Cults can get people to commit suicide, so should we be amazed when a cult gets people to follow Fox News?   Even more bizarre are the times when Fox News will actually tell the truth, it does not phase the cult members.

Last night on social media Kadizzle dug into a right wing friends facebook account.  Here is a man that seems to be capable of thought, yet he buy into the Trump insanity.  Kadizzle likes to comment on right wing people's facebook pages.  It is like pouring soap into water.  You think you might be able to do some cleaning.  That never happens, but what does happen is all the right wing buddies of your buddy pop up.  Now all of a sudden you see how many weeds are in the garden. 

This makes Kadizzle think.  Yesterday Kadizzle and Winky were sitting by the Earth module amazed by the grass that came up in the desert.  The amazing thing was there was absolutely no clue that grass could come up or those grass seeds were there.  Last year the ground was barren as cement.  Not a plant was anywhere, then the rain hit.  Now grass is two feet tall and thick.  What was the rain that brought us Trump.  The seeds of idiocy where there, it just took Rush Limbaugh, and Fox News to water them.  The idiots sprouted. 

Kadizzle just watched Brooks and Shields on PBS.  Brooks hit the nail on the head.  The Trump cult members feel they have been had by the elitist.  The simple minded know someone has been beating on them.  Trump seems to be their fake wrestling hero going after the elitist.  They have no idea Trump actually represents the rich who are the actual culprits beating them to death.  So in an amazing twist Trump has energized the idiots against the idiots.  Brilliant.  Then net result is the rich are now swimming in tax breaks that the idiots inadvertently gave to them. 

Back to religion. Religion is nothing but the history of using fear, paranoia, and ignorance to manipulate the simple minded.  Religion makes no sense, Trump makes no sense, but that is not a requirement  for the Hoopleheads.

Friday, November 22, 2019

Raining Truth

" If it rained truth, Republicans would use an umbrella" ,  That thought flamed up in Kadizzle's head this morning.  On NPR the interviewer just spoke with some elected Republican.  The man contradicted himself several times.  Amazing is the fact that Republicans can contradict themselves constantly and the cult members just seem incapable of noticing.  Read the New York Times today.  Of course it is fake news, but the level of corruption, deceit, and fantasy the Republicans have concocted is incredible.

In the search for the holy tax cut Republicans can walk over the wounded, starve children, praise dictators, and do what is needed to protect the rich.  Did you notice the sun came up?  No, it is a plot by the democrats to shed light on Trump's attempt to root out corruption.  Trump going after corruption, imagine that.   Where is that money I stole?  If anyone has experience with corruption and should know what it looks like it is Trump. 

I stole the money to protect it from the robber.  Kadizzle knows a person who actually used this excuse. The person was stealing things from his grandparents house.  The person said that if they did not take the pictures, antiques, and other items the things would fall into the hands of bad people who would use the proceeds to buy liquor.  This is how Trump roots out corruption.  Trump extorts foreign leaders to make sure they do the right thing.  If this is American justice we have a big problem. 

One can only hold onto his head to keep it from spinning when you hear Trump's new gambit.  You walk in the room and see Trump with his hand in the cookie jar.  Trump has not yet grabbed a cookie.  Trump shouts " I want nothing, I want nothing".  Of course he was just checking the cookies to make sure they were not to warm to eat.  He didn't want anyone hurt.


Thursday, November 21, 2019

Mind Boggling.

The ability to remain in the Trump Cult has become mind boggling.  The evidence against the orange rat is overwhelming, yet the loyal cult members still yell fake news.  What world do we live in.  A mentally ill president incapable of telling the truth has turned our country into a third world nightmare.

Out the window clouds loom.  That must have been the scenery in the impeachment hearing.  It has been raining like it was when the animals were marching two by two.  The Kadizzles will be stuck in the Earth Module today.  Winky just took off to do the laundry.  The Forest Service takes good care of us and has converted one of the rest rooms into a laundry facility. 

Not sure if the day will be consumed with the hearings again. The got the rat.  If they could subpoena Jesus it would make no difference to the Hoopleheads.  How come the Hoopleheads never yelled fake news at Jesus?

Kadizzle has purchased a ticket for New Zealand.  First a trip to Charleston,  South Carolina to have Thanksgiving with the offspring.  On the return Kadizzle will take off for New Zealand.  A few people have asked for plans.  It is an adventure, there are no plans.  May take a motorcycle ride.  Now this is serious.  Someone asked where Kadizzle is going to stay. Kadizzle looked into airb&b lodging and found a tree house for $22 a night.  The tree house has wifi, and apparently heat. No mention of a bathroom.  Time for more coffee. 


Wednesday, November 20, 2019

Picture in the Canyon

This was a nice picture taken on our canyon hike a couple days ago. Click on the picture to see the wonderful scene enlarged.

Rain in the desert

Rain has been pouring down in the desert around Lake Roosevelt.  With the fire in the fall the streams are full of silt.  A big rain a short time back caused massive damage to the roads and the area is still recovering.  The Apache Trail is closed.  That means everyone and their grandmother cannot make the famous ride.

Kadizzle took a ride on the Yamaha yesterday.  Buzzing down by the boat ramp Kadizzle stopped to chat with an ex soldier from the Phillipines.  Paul had grown up in the United States and was a citizen.  Kadizzle made a crucial mistake thinking the man would be a good Democrat.  Wow, Kadizzle could not have been more wrong.  This ex military was up to his neck in the Rush Limbaugh world. We had a good conversation and there was some usefulness to it.  Kadizzle pointed out many of the good hikes in the area.  On the flip side here was a man who quit reading the New York Time, and the Wall Street Journal because they did not fit the world he wanted to imagine.  It seemed like the classic Trump supporter, just yell " Fake News" if the reality interferes with the cult.

Yesterday was spent with a lot of listening to the impeachment hearings.  The Republican support for the mafia boss is sad.  Our country is in deep trouble.  The bank robber never got the money he asked for so the bank robber charge is not valid.  It is as simple as that.  The robber went in the bank to cash a check. While in there with his gun drawn he asked the teller for all the money.  The alarm went off and the robber left.  Now we hear his lawyer making the case the robber never got the money.  People misunderstood.  The robber asked for all the money from the check.  The people in the room during the robbery misunderstood the intent of the robber.  The people who drove the robber to the bank insist he was just there to cash a check.

Sunday, November 17, 2019

GIULIANI! (Here He Goes Again) - Randy Rainbow Song Parody

Five Seniors

Five seniors from 70 to 73 took off up Campaign Creek to explore a canyon today.  About halfway to Peter Bigfoots there is a canyon few know about.  The canyon is hidden from the road, but if you follow the stream up form the corral you will soon find yourself in a narrow steep canyon.  A surprise is always awaiting people who hike the desert.  Water was absent in the streambed when we started, but about one hundred yards into the hike the stream was flowing.  Until you see it this phenomenon seems impossible but it happens all the time in the desert.  The stream simply disappears into the sand.  Desert valleys are like vast underground reservoirs.  Water has to fill up the pool underneat to move on down.  Another unique thing that happens in the desert is the water gets forced to the surface.  As the water works its way down hill at some point it may hit a natural dame of solid stone.  The water will have to come up to the surface to go over the dam. 

As we go farther up the stream is running more and more and we switch to our water shoes so we can wade.  Next we come to deep wonderful pools.  The going gets more complicated and we have to scramble over huge boulders.  Finally we come to a place that will require a little technical help.  The only way to continue is to make our way up the slope of a very smooth rock.  You cannot get up because of the steepness and the slickness.  After several attempts at throwing the small grappling hook we gave up and switched to some chalks for mountain climbing.  At last we got the chalk to hold and we went up the slope hanging onto the rope.  Cliff and Kadizzle took turns scouting ahead. Rita and Ken brought up the rear.  There were many treacherous narrow ridges we had to negotiate. Many had some deadly falls if you lost your footing.  Winky and Kadizzle had been in this canyon several times before, but it was new to Cliff, Rita, and Ken.   The scenery, water falls, and pools are incredible.  At long last we made out the other end of the canyon and walked back on the road.  Sitting here Kadizzle speculates many youngsters half our age would have been intimidated to make the entire route.  After our jaunt everyone returned to camp showered and sat down for beer, wine and some peanuts.  Another good day.

Good Friends

In the Kadizzle world good friends are people who will get up off the couch and do something.  Everyone has friends who always find an excuse to do nothing.  On the other hand there are the people who say OK when you say let's walk up to the top of the mountain, go down the river, or parachute.  Life is too short to sit in front of the television.  When we look back on life do we remember watching a game show? No, we remember our adventures.  We remember looking out over a vast landscape, seeing a mountain lion, or making an excellent pheasant shot. 

Our best friends have been sailors, hikers, bikers,  and doers.  Of course we know a lot of couch potatoes, but how much fun is a card game or baking a potato? If you want to live a boring life get with some boring friends.  If you want an interesting life meet some challenging people.

Winky and Kadizzle have been fortunate, we have met so many good people.  We have hiked with them, sailed with them, and sometimes we have to cry with them.  We have lost some good people.  Ray went on to the big house in the sky.  Once Ray asked us to go help him run a small lumber mill.  Instantly we said sure.  The next thing we knew Winky was running a skid steer loader moving logs, Ray was stacking the lumber, and Kadizzle was disposing of the slabs.  Ray could do anything, and loved doing public projects.  Ray was a genius in many areas.  Ray was a modern Davinci. 

The first time Kadizzle ever saw Ray, Kadizzle never dreamed we would become such good friends. The first sight of Ray was when he escorted his dying wife hooked to oxygen into the city hall in Hazen.  Ray looked like a strange white haired tall man.  Understandably he did not look like the energetic man he is.  Kadizzle learned the old lesson, don't judge a book by it's cover. 

As time went on Kadizzle got to know Ray through a tourism project we were involved in.  Ray turned out to be one of the most interesting people Kadizzle ever met, also the most talented. 

Now the moral of the story.  Both Winky, and sister Patty have recently criticized Kadizzle for being to forthright with people.  They don't call it that.  They call it prying into people's lives. Too bad, it has worked for Kadizzle.  Meet someone, ask them what they do, who they are, and before you know it you will have a new friend or you will have some one tell you none of your f**king business.  Always remember when you got nothing, you got nothing to lose.  If you gain a friend it is of infinite value, if you gain an enemy it is no big deal you probably already have all you need.

Saturday, November 16, 2019

Back at the Earth Module

Kadizzle is back at Lake Roosevelt with Jasper Littlebottom.  Last night the trail crew and a range crew member had a pizza party at the Earth Module.  The big excitement around here was the mountain lion that was over at the work center.  At the work center there are about six apartments for government workers.  On a wall in front of the apartments the mountain lion was sitting.  For some strange reason the lion was hanging around there and did not seem afraid of humans.  Ken and Cliff yelled at it and tried to scare it away, but it would not leave.  Finally the Game and Fish came shot rubber bullets at it to get it to leave.  Why the animal would act this way is strange.  The incident makes Kadizzle think of the NRA gunmen who carry pistols into the wilderness for protection from mountain lions.  The lions don't seem to interested in people meat fed on cheeseburgers.

Kadizzle went to get ice yesterday and the Airforce was there with a helicopter practicing lake rescue.  The drill was to drop people from about ten feet into the water and rescue a drowning person.  The practice must have gone on well after dark because you could hear the noise of the helicopter out over the lake.

Today we will go visit an old hiking comrade Rodger.  Rodger is suffering from cancer.  If you have been following this blog for a long time you will recall all the good adventures we had Ruth and Rodger.  For about three years we had great adventures hiking the southwest.

Friday, November 15, 2019

Another Planet

The parachute opened, and when Kadizzle hit the ground it was on another planet.  Patty took Kadizzle to the VFW to play bingo.  It was a land where people wore Trump Hats in public.  It was a place where many were dressed in motorcycle outfits with the gang name on the back.  Everyone was of the Vietnam vintage.  Everyone was happy, nice and friendly, but the feeling that these people were the ones who fished in the swamp was overwhelming.  On the way to Bingo Patty picked up a friend who feared the government, and seemed about as paranoid as the bingo crowd. 

Before long the numbers began to be called out.  Kadizzle had never been to a real bingo game before.  On certain numbers the is a chant.  Number 22 means a few old ladies go "toot toot".  B9 has someone say " It's not B".  54 requires someone to say " Car 54" .  You get a lot of insight into how the mind of Trump voters work.  Then B4 gets called and the caller says " B4 you leave be sure to tip the bartender.

Now the strangest thing happened.  Sister Patty won the first game for 38 dollars.  We were all sitting at a little round table with just the three of us.  Next our companion Petula Paranoid won,  and then some guy named Old Fart won.  Old Fart actually had that imprinted on his hat, a far better choice than the two Trump hats seen earlier.  Next round Kadizzle won 40 dollars.  The people in the hall were amazed that the first three winners were at this one little table.  We feared we would be asked to leave.  We had accumulated very quickly over one hundred dollars.  The cash more than covered our drinks and the chicken dinner. 

Kadizzle never spent time in one of these wardens, but it is kind of sad.  Here is where all the people are piled up that were shot up and lived from the silly wars of the past.  You quickly notice that those who were used for fodder are the ordinary people, the truck drivers, the welders, and the poor kids whose dad could not get them out of service for bone spurs.   Now while Bone Spurs ruins the country these guys ride their motorcycles and shout out chants at the bingo hall.

Thursday, November 14, 2019

It’s Paula’s White House | Full Frontal on TBS

Fat Poor People

Almost every day of this week Kadizzle has had to go to slummers paradise ( Walmart).  Kadizzle is always fascinated looking at the shopping carts of those who one would assume are busted flat.  Usually the cart is full of insane items like cases of bottled water,  snack packs of all kinds of chips, and mountains of poorly chosen food.  Who am I to judge? Don't know, but will judge anyway.  How do you have thousands of dollars worth of tattoos all over you and every orifice is pierced, yet you wonder why you are busted flat. 

On to the next part.  Free food flows like water in the southwest.  Maybe that is an inappropriate way of saying it. Water does not flow that well here.  Anyway without even asking people are often showing up with fresh vegetables, watermelon,  carrots, and so on.  Because the area is fairly close to the place where this stuff is grown it flows freely about.  The food handout joints have more food than they can give to the people who really need it.  The net result is they give it to anyone who shows up.  Marginal people who don't really need free food are in line simply because they are too cheap to buy food.  Back to the slum warriors,  the slummers get free food and with the money they save they buy bottled water, potato chips, and stuffed animals.  Could you sit these people down and give them a little advice about diet and money management?  Kadizzle has no credibility to speak about diet, but when it comes to being frugal, cheap, or whatever, Kadizzle is an expert.

My brother in law is taking care of his aunt who is in her 90's.  She participates in some sort of meals on wheels program.  Food just shows up out of nowhere.  It is a good thing that people care to make sure no one starves, but it seems to be a shotgun approach.  If anyone is hungry in this country they have to be mentally ill.  The food seems to show up by itself. It is estimated one third of all the food in this country goes to waste.   Patty is in there talking to her dogs.  Of course we spend enough feeding dogs to feed two or three poor countries.

Not Guilty


Wednesday, November 13, 2019

Learn how to think

Kadizzle has acquired a Youtube addiction.  The amount of knowledge now available on Youtube is incredible.  Kadizzle just in the last week has started watching some professor in Illinois.  The teacher is excellent about explaining things.  Kadizzle has learned about radiation, and several other topics from him.  This morning Kadizzle watched the professor explain the economics of solar power.  After watching it hit Kadizzle that this guy knows how to think.  Unfortunately thinking involves a lot of math, something Kadizzle is not that good at.  However, there is more to thinking than meets the eye.  That is why Republicans get so easily confused.  Back to the guy on solar power.  Too many times people set out on a thinking conquest, but fail to see the big picture.  Solar power cost involve the big picture.  Germany installs solar power for about half the cost we do.  Why?  That is the big picture.

In the process of thinking there are always hidden cost, and hidden parts of the problem you can overlook.  A good thinker roots out these things.  That get's us to the "What if?".   What if is important, but you can rapidly get stuck with too much what if.  Another major lesson in thinking is " Things are not always as they appear".   To Republicans Trump appears as a savior, to thinking people he is a mentally ill idiot.

Now Kadizzle is considering posting the professor lecturing on solar power.  If you watch the video, don't think so much about the subject, but think about how the professor explains it. 

The Cost of Sunshine

Tuesday, November 12, 2019

Brick by brick

At my little sisters house Kadizzle always ends up doing some stone project.  Patty decided she wanted a walkway of bricks down to her garden.  Of course the project has to be done with what is available.  These projects are not carefully planned.  The bricks are just about worn out from being put down picked up and put down again.  Laying bricks on a level surface would be relatively easy, but the walkway slopes down.  That means it has to be level left to right, but on the right angle from top to bottom.  For a real craftsman this would not be too hard, but there are a few complications. First, Kadizzle does not have the proper base, which would normally be good sand.  Second, Kadizzle is dealing with bricks of two different sizes, which really complicates things. 

The border for this great walkway is going to be two by six treated lumber held in place with rebar.  Ned and Kadizzle took off to the Home Despot to get the material.  Arguing about which lengths to get Kadizzl told Ned he could try for a discount on a beat up board that would work.  Kadizzle took off with the " it don't hurt to ask" plan.  Sure enough the clerk agreed to give Kadizzle the wood for half price.  Next the clerk said he would give Ned the two pieces he wanted for 20% off.  Ned took the deal and we wandered to the front of the store.  Being the consummate chisler Kadizzle asked for 50% off.  The woman who was not the most gorgeous one might encounter looked over the wood and said she was an expert on wood.  Kadizzle feared she would insist on full price.  Strangely she said she would give us 70% off if we gave her a hug.  Two hugs were instantly administered and out the door we went with our bargain.  Always ask for more from Home Despot, Walmart or any company that pays millions to the CEO.  They don't think twice about robbing you and all the slummers, so why should you not throw it back at them?

Family victim.

If you watch the video below you will get an education about Bob Murray.   Bob Murray now owns the coal mines in the Ohio Valley.  For better or worse my brother used to service those mines, and now my nephew does.  They both provided contracted services for the surface facilities of the mines.  According to Kadizzle's brother Murray now owes my nephew more than a million.  As mentioned before on this blog Murray does extortion for Trump.  Murray has his contractors donate to Trump.  Watch the video it has some good laughs, but does explain how our country is failing.

SLAPP Suits: Last Week Tonight with John Oliver (HBO)

Pickle Ball Disaster

In the quest to remove the lump from above the belt sister Patty thought we should play pickleball.  Kadizzle is unfamiliar with this game and did not have the stuff to play the game.  First we went to the mission store.  At the mission store Kadizzle bought a pair of gymnastic shorts suitable to play pickle ball.   More than likely the shorts had been worn by the last old duffer who played and dropped over dead.  Next Kadizzle needed the correct shoes.  Off to slummer's paradise we went.  At Walmart Kadizzle bought a pair of $14 dollar shoes.  Now a side note.  Coming out of Walmart Kadizzle saw a strange tall scraggly man walking in with a cowboy hat.  The thin tall guy looked like he was loosely bolted together.  Kadizzle commented to Patty about what a strange concoction he was.  Patty said he even has a gun.  Sure enough the cowboy had a gun hanging from his side.  It was the classic six shooter about to fall out of the holster.  He looked like a half drunk cowboy wandering into a saloon. 

Anyway we got the damn shoes.  Back at base Kadizzle realized the cost of the shoes.  Once Kadizzle read an article that said almost all tennis shoes cost about $14 dollars to make.  You know the ones they sell you for $120.  Well if these shoes cost $14 then it had to cost about fifty cents to make them.  Off to the pickle ball court we go.  As Kadizzle tries to figure out this game he begins to realize how slipper the floor is and how slipper the shoes are.  Pickle ball it turns out is like miniature tennis.  It is played on just a tennis court that shrank with something like a wiffle ball.  Kadizzle has always hated tennis.  It is that damn net.  Real men play racquetball or handball.  Those games don't have some damn net.  Games with a net mean you cannot have a vicious volley.  Also they mean you play in the open and the ball goes out of bound to roll eternally toward some awkward place.  The real exercise is going to get the balls.

In the warm up Kadizzle got to aggressive and with the fifty cent shoes slipped and clipped Patty in the knee.  The large lumbering lump drove poor Patty to the floor.  Something let loose in Patty's leg and the game was over before it started.  One thing Kadizzle learned early in sports was to first injure any opponent. 

This clicked a memory in Kadizzle's head.  The legend in the home town was that older brother Tom was going to engage in a pool game with a guy that was trying to con him.  Tom was muscular and had a strong hand.  When they did the handshake to confirm the bet Tom broke his hand.  Tom apparently figured this would even up the odds.  Seems like a plan.  Anyway poor Kadizzle never meant to stumble into Patty.  So one chore today will be to take the shoes back to Walmart.  The shoes will end up in Mexico and the CEO of Walmart who makes $8,000 an hour will not get anything from Kadizzle. 

Monday, November 11, 2019

Patty and Little Joey fighting

Sister Patty is helping Kadizzle lose weight.  She says no dinner tonight.  Most of you know Little Joey.  Little Joey is that big lump right above Kadizzle's belt.  Little Joey's best friends live in the refrigerator. The very best friends are in the freezer.  Patty says no dinner at all tonight.  Little Joey says " Lets just go out and eat".   According to Patty we can be five pounds lighter by Friday.   Of course this means we have to pretend we are starving in some foreign country.  Little Joey has been living on grapes.  Patty removed the grapes from Little Joey's line of sight, but he just about has Kadizzle to search them out.

Up the mountain

The brother in law took old Kadizzle on a long ride up the mountain.  Eventually we got to the paved highway west of Jerome.  From a distance the mountain did not look so big, but like all mountains it was higher than it appeared.   Following a seemingly endless mountain gravel road we slowly made it into the forest.  It is always amazing to make the transition from desert to pine forest.  Lower down we had encountered some old copper mines.  The road followed the installation of a water line.  So many construction projects in the west are difficult undertakings.  Sometime in the past someone built a pipeline from a spring high in the mountains clear to Jerome.  Jerome is the copper mining town up on the mountain above Cottonwood.  Burying a water line along the contour of a mountain was no easy task.  After the pleasant ride through the forest we came out on the paved road that leads to Prescott.  Turning right we headed to Jerome.  Jerome is a strange town pasted on the side of the mountain.   The narrow streets are lined with homes and businesses left over from the time it was an active mining camp.  The attempts to build on a forty five degree angle are interesting to see.  If there was a bizarre driveway contest this town would have a lot of winners.

Sitting about three feet from Kadizzle is one of Patty's three domesticated rats.  Actually it is a damn chi wa wah.  That is my spelling, take it or leave it.  The damn dog is sort of snoring.  One of these rodents is like a hot dog with legs.  The brains in these animals are about the size of ping pong balls and they act like Republicans. 

Saturday, November 09, 2019

Long Ride

Kadizzle hopped on the Yamaha and rode to Cottonwood yesterday.  That is a long ride on a small motorcycle.  Climbing from Roosevelt Lake up to Payson the air cooled down and Kadizzle looked forward to the descent back down to Cottonwood.  Amazing how altitude affects temperature.  Spent the night at little sisters house in Cottonwood.   Patty has three rat dogs.  One just jumped up on the couch and is sleeping up against me.  These dogs have brains about the size of ping pong balls.  Surely the dog has no clue who it is sleeping by.  All it knows is Kadizzle is warm.  The dog reminds Kadizzle of a Republican.  They are clueless who their hero is all they know is he tells them the lies they like to hear.  In my sisters house using the word Trump is prohibited.  One has to be careful to avoid the subject.

Thursday, November 07, 2019

Here we go

The sun is far from up, but we are.  Winky is excited about blasting into the wilderness.  Four of our crew are going up past Peter Bigfuoots to replace a sign burnt up by the fire.  Cliff and Kadizzle will stay back at base.  We have to renew our government driving licence, which means we have to take a defensive driving course.  Maybe with Trump as president we should have a defensive thinking course.  Most people have seemed to have lost the ability to think logically.  Just finished an article in the NYT.  Trump's lies and deceit are too obvious to ignore, but somehow the Jesus gang, and those drunk on greed seem to do it.  Trump is now lying at the rate of two times per hour.  The Washington Post says Trump has topped thirteen thousand lies since he became president.  Not only does he lie, but his actions belie his promises.  Trump said if he was elected he would not have time to golf. 


Wednesday, November 06, 2019

The absolute best summary ever of the Republican Party . ( Click on cartoon to enlarge )

Kadizzle tried to read this to Winky, but laughed so hard it is impossible.  This so perfectly sums up the mind of a Republican.  It just doesn't get any better.

Tuesday, November 05, 2019

Getting Organized.

The trail crew assembled and worked on all the paperwork for the Forest Service.  Because of bureaucratic nonsense our crew could not start full bore today.  We did manage to all get in the truck and go up to Peter Bigfoots to check out the Campaign Trail.  The damage done by the huge forest fires months back was not as bad as one would have thought.  It is very strange how spotty the fire was.  Our crew was trying to determine how much damage the fire did to the trail.  In addition to the fire there was a huge storm that caused extreme washouts and flooding.

Five of the crew took the bypass around Peter Bigfoots, but Kadizzle wanted to check on Bigfoot and see if he heard from Alex the guy Kadizzle rescued a couple years ago.   Bigfoot was working on one of his strange Yupees as he calls them.  A yurpee is like a teepee with about four feet in the ground. Kadizzle ended up helping Bigfoot fix a stove used to heat the yurpee.  If you search for Bigfoot on the internet you can find out the whole deal.

Later in the day Kadizzle ran across a young foreign couple biking through the area.  They had a child that appeared to be younger than one year old.  It seemed like quite an undertaking.  Kadizzle invited them to spend the night at our campsite, but they decided to bike on down the road. Tomorrow they will have a big surprise when they see the hill they will have to climb.  It is about five or seven miles long.  See you in the morning.

Sun not up

It is early, maybe around five thirty.  Yesterday Kadizzle met a motorcyclist from North Dakota.  Turned out he had met the same man last summer in Bismarck.  Keith had retired from the mine near Washburn.  Kadizzle always needs a partner to explore some of the treacherous back roads so we may get together and o that later in the month or early next year.

Today we meet our new supervisor.  She is a young former firefighter and has two seven month old twin girls.  Like the last couple years a thirty year old woman will be supervising seventy year old goats.  The good news is she knows nothing about what we do.  That leave us a lot of room to manipulate.  Rita and Winky are all gung ho about attacking the trail problems. 

It is about fifty seven outside and Kadizzle wanted a heat puff in the Earth Module.  Of course Winky would disagree saying it will make the module hot later in the day.  The little electric heater is a all you need to warm the joint.  From a distant this Earth Module must look like part of a circus.  Winky is convinced that a sufficient number of lights under the trailer will keep ghost and animals away.  At Walmart yesterday she bought another string of Christmas lights to put under the ship.

Looks like Rudy's buddy from Ukraine may turn on the Trump gang. 

Winky just reminded Kadizzle about the coyote last night.  We were both mildly asleep when a coyote screamed directly under our window.  It could not be more than ten feet away.  It sounded like the siren of a fire truck with a loud screech.  It was unbelievably loud.  Other coyotes in the distance answered the call. 

Monday, November 04, 2019

Morning routine

Here we sit.  The sun is streaming through the windows and Kadizzle and Winky are getting up to date. Here is how it works.  Winky gets out of bed and gets the coffee going.  She might turn on the electric heat.  When it is safe for Kadizzle to get out of bed without a chill his lumbering lard meanders to the the easy chair for coffee.  With NPR in the background and coffee on the table the update begins.  The Bismarck Tribune has to be checked, the NYT,  CNN,  and of course facebook has to be checked for the battles against the emperor.  Winky is pointing out some of the new crooked stuff Trump has been caught in.  Kadizzle just played a video of Kelly Ann Conway spewing her insanity.  Poor Kelly is incapable of answering s simple question.

Today we go to Globe for a truckload of groceries, and other life necessities. Yesterday Kadizzle appropriated a huge cooler from the government.  He put four five gallon buckets of ice in the cooler and it was still half empty.  The cooler is our outside extra refrigerator.  It holds some beer, and other cold drinks along with some extra food at times.  Kadizzle has cleansed our private restrooms and now they are spotless and ready for action.  Yesterday we set up camp, scrubbed the road dirt off the Earth Module and got the joint in shape for the winter. 

Matt the area recreation manager stopped by for a nice conversation. Matt updated us on the big fire last fall.  Fires are real money makers for Forest Service employees.  They work 16 hours a day and rake in the overtime.  In the course of the discussion Kadizzle asked Matt how he found his current girlfriend.  Like Corey last year Matt went on line and cooked up a girlfriend.  As an old fart from back in the sixties it is strange to think that the current mating system involves the internet.  Just seems a little weird to pick someone out of a lineup and then go meet them, but it works.  Here in the land of RV dwellers a lot of the single old farts are shopping online for company.  Now that seems really strange.  As Kadizzle thinks about it he realizes he knows as many old goats that have internet relationships as he does young bucks.  The world has changed.

That sunshine is spreading everywhere.  Last year Kadizzle fixed the solar light at our restroom.  To his surprise the light still works.  It is amazing you can harvest sunshine, put it in a box called a battery and use it later.  Well here we go another day on the planet with an unknown ending.  Such is live. 

Sunday, November 03, 2019

Earth Module Lands on warm planet.

The Earth Module has landed in it's old spot at Roosevelt Lake.  Anyone who wants to visit this planet is welcome.  Ken and Rita won the people of the month award.  They brought us pizza as we set up the module.  Deserts are strange.  Everything is overgrown here and it has more of a jungle motiff than desert.  The ability to just walk out the door into warm air is why migration takes place.  The fire damage from the big fires last fall is already being overtaken by new growth.  Hope the rattlers are going to bed.  Steve shot a big one over by his unit.

We have a new leader here.   So far we have not met her, but the story is she is about thirty an ex hot shot fire fighter and the mother of two little twin girls.  She will be our fearless leader.  As Rita pointed out she has no idea what we do, so we will have a great chance to shape policy.   Of course there is always a mini soap opera that goes on among the settlers here.  One useless host has finally been pried out of his nest.  Another two have paired up in a strange coupling.

The big fire forced the range cattle down here to the campground.  This was a blessing in disguise.  Last year Kadizzle made a new trail on the old canal.  According to Dave the cattle have worn the trail in and made it just the way Kadizzle wanted it.

Nothing opens up your eyes to American consumerism like a drive on route 40.  There is a tractor trailer truck train going east and west.  It is just a continual line of trucks.  Who is using all this crap?  Then turn your head to the trains.  Constant train traffic moving at 60 mph.  As we came through Grants, New Mexico there seemed to be a train traffic jam.  How does the Earth support us?

How quickly do we consume a hundred cars of goods from China?  How quickly do we burn a hundred railroad cars of coal?  There goes and oil train.   Again how quickly do we burn it up?  The oceans are being covered with plastic and air quality has gone down hill as Trump's gang of thieves remove all regulations.

Saturday, November 02, 2019

We busted out

The sun is not even up, but we have had coffee and are watching the news at Cochiti Lake.  We escaped the cold, the snow, and now will drive into summer again.  By the end of the day we will be at our winter home.  The area around Roosevelt lake was struck by fires last fall after we left.  It will be interesting to see how much damage was done.  From the treeless plains to the mountains of the southwest is a long drive.  The lake we sit beside is filled by the Rio Grande.  It is not much of a river.  Sailing on the lake seems to be popular.  The boatyard is full of nice little sailboats.

Today we will make the drive to Gallup along old route 40.  On the way we will see dozens of trains hauling stuff from China to fill our landfills.  The United States will never have enough stuffed animals, TVs, or phones.  Beside the trains on the highway trucks are hauling all the stuff that will be thrown out before it is worn out.  Our we guilty?  Hell yes.  In the Earth module there are three laptop computers.  At home two little ipad things, and one more desktop computer. 

Now for a different side of the story.  Every time Kadizzle shops he realizes he just doesn't want or need anything.  A few weeks ago back in Denver Kadizzle shopped Home Depot, Target, Bass Pro, and the downtown mall.  Could not find a gizzmo or fribble that was needed or wanted.  At Bass Pro came close to buying some heavier socks, but really did not need them.  One thing that happens when you get old is you have all the clothes you need. 

Since we have an abundance of items under a thousand or maybe three thousand that leaves the needs in the tens of thousands.  A bigger pickup to pull a new camper would be nice.  That could be done for under one hundred thousand.  How about another sailboat?  That could be over one hundred thousand.  Then Winky wants a new house in Arizona, maybe a half million.  Well it looks like we will just have to try to get buy.  Kadizzle just read an article in the NYT about how two bedroom apartment in New York have dropped in price down to a little over a million.  With the average income in New York City 79 k how do people do it.  Work until you die.  If only trickle down would turn into rain down.  Now for the good news.  Recent studies have shown that after you have an income of 70 k you don't get any happier.

Friday, November 01, 2019

Apology

The stock market popped senseless.  I am sorry for every mean thing I said about the Donald. He is my hero, he has trickled on my stocks.  All my good intentions, and aspirations to be decent be damned, I love the Donald.  Let the poor starve, let the children die, I got cash today.   Oh, the relief.  I feel like a full fledged Republican.  I just want to trickle.  If I can just leave a bigger tip.  Donald, you bought me.  Now I understand the glory of greed.  You just bought the motorcycle I wanted.  If you had to let a few kids go without lunch so what.  I will enjoy the cycle more than the kids will enjoy lunch.  Let's put this in perspective,  you got me headed toward a new sailboat.  Now if I get a new boat someone will have to polish it, right?  One job created, trickle down at work.  Forget every mean thing I said about the Donald and the greedy bastards, I just converted.