Wednesday, September 05, 2007

Dead Certian


George Bush is the worst president I have ever experienced in my lifetime. I would venture to say in history. Many accounts have been written about his incompetencies, I know of none that say anything good about him. The latest book, Dead Certain, goes along with the rest detailing the incompetencies of this man. The money and lives wasted by this man for nothing is mind boggling. If there is someone, somewhere who can tell me something good the man has done, it would be great to hear. To get some idea of the man read the book review below.

Books of The Times
Bush Profiled: Big Ideas, Tiny Details
By MICHIKO KAKUTANI
Published: September 5, 2007
In “Dead Certain” Robert Draper draws a detailed portrait, based on six hourlong interviews with the notoriously press-wary president and interviews with some 200 other sources, including Laura Bush and Vice President Dick Cheney.

http://www.nytimes.com/2007/09/05/books/05kaku.html?ex=1346731200&en=c5c2712513276f3b&ei =5124&partner=permalink&exprod=permali

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

Monday, September 03, 2007

Macks and McGarves



Up near Mt. Snoocher Bear in Heaven Bay we had a nice hike with the whole crew. Macks in the top picture, McGarves in the second

Labor Day Sail



First Picture is from the hike Amanda and Lord Kadizzle took in the front part of Berthold Bay. Second picture is the baby show we had on the good ship. Keely, and Lexus on the right, and Amanda and Audrey on the left.

Friday, August 31, 2007

Last Big Sailing Weekend


The Commander is slowly recovering from her West Nile Virus. Yesterday, she was told that the virus can cause one to be in a bad mood. After she bit me several times I had her vaccinated. I was found guilty of the usual crimes. One count of being me. Two counts of breathing, and one count of failure to read her mind. Fortunately her mood seems better today. We will be hopping in the good ship and heading west.

I have seen the picture of Lake Sakakawea above for many years. This morning it was in the Bismarck paper. Suddenly I figured out where the picture was taken. The picture is from the North end of Goat Bay. The picture was taken when the lake was high, that is why I never recognized it before. We may anchor and camp there this weekend. With the lake low there is no water on the left side of the island in the picture.

Thursday, August 30, 2007

Thing One, and Thing Two



What is this house worth?

The Commander and Lord Kadizzle have thought a lot about selling our house in Hazen and trying somewhere else. Often I wonder what the house is worth. Our house has a kitchen island, that is worth a fortune. It is not at all unusual to come home like we did yesterday and find some apple crisp on the counter. It wasn't there when we left. The day before tomato pie appeared. If you leave that counter alone for awhile it will come up with something. One thing that appears on the counter that is one of my favorites is the rice pudding. I think the key to the appearances is the neighborhood, and leaving the door unlocked. Getting this counter to the point where it would feed us took many years, but it is worth the effort. If I had to move to another place and teach the counter to produce food like this one, it would be a lot of work. Another nice thing about our house is that it is located in a neighbor hood full of counters. If my counter is empty, I just wander to the neighbors and see what is on their counter. It doesn't get any better. Replacing a house like this would be almost impossible.

Ray and Cissie retrace Lewis and Clark


Yesterday Lord Kadizzle hauled Ray and Cissie, and Ray's new hand built canoe to Stanton. From Stanton they paddled down to the power plant. While I was waiting for them I did a little exploring on the river bank. Sadly, the power plant was constructed right on the sight where Lewis and Clark spent the winter. As I walked around and checked the areas of erosion, I could find one layer that was full of cracked bones. This is a sure sing of a village, or some sort of activity that went on for awhile. The number of Indians that lived in this area at one time must have been astounding.

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

West Nile slowly letting go.

The West Nile Virus hit The Commander much worse than Old Lord Kadizzle. Tired muscles, and the feeling of lethargy are the two main symptoms. It was very hard to diagnose Lord Kadizzle because one had to separate the natural lethargy from the induced.

Time is drawing neigh to get the boat out of the water. If the crew can get up the energy it will probably be a long boating weekend. The weather has turned cool, and there will be a pause before pheasant season goes into full swing.

Sometime in the next few weeks Cissie will probably make the fall trip down the Missouri River. Ray is hoping to try out his new hand made canoe.

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Visions of Johanna

BOB DYLAN LYRICS

"Visions Of Johanna"

Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet ?
We sit here stranded, though we're all doin our best to deny it
And Louise holds a handfull of rain, tempting you to defy it
Lights flicker from the opposite loft
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music station plays soft
But there's nothing really nothing to turn of
Just Louise and her lover so entwined
And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind.

In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman's bluff with the key chain
And the all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the D-train
We can hear the night watcman click his flashlight
Ask himself if it's him or them that's really insane
Louise she's all right she's just near
She's delicate and seems like the mirror
But she just makes it all too concise and too clear
That Johanna's not here
The ghost of electricity howls in the bones of her face
Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place.

Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously
He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously
And when bringing her name up
He speaks of a farewell kiss to me
He's sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all
Muttering small talk at the wall while I'm in the hall
Oh, how can I explain ?
It's so hard to get on
And these visions of Johanna they kept me up past the dawn.

Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues
You can tell by the way she smiles
See the primitive wallflower freeze
When the jelly-faced women all sneeze
Hear the one with the mustache say, "Jeeze
I can't find my knees"
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel.

The peddler now speaks to the countess who's pretending to care for him
Saying, "Name me someone that's not a parasite and I'll go out and say a prayer for him"
But like Louise always says
"Ya can't look at much, can ya man "

As she, herself prepares for him
And Madonna, she still has not showed
We see this empty cage now corrode
Where her cape of the stage once had flowed
The fiddler, he now steps to the road
He writes ev'rything's been returned which was owed
On the back of the fish truck that loads
While my conscience explodes
The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain
And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain.


[ www.azlyrics.com ]

Monday, August 27, 2007

Back from the Lake with Thing One, and Thing Two

Dr. Suess called them Thing One and Thing Two. Jack and Boone must have been the people he had in mind. It was fun having the six year old and his little brother on board the good ship. There was never a moment of stillness. Finally TC got Thing One to go in the water and let the boat pull them. Thing One rode on his dad's back and had a great time. Of course Thing Two saw this and also took a turn. The fear turned into laughter and smiles.

Cissie is having a much worse battle with the West Nile disease than Lord Kadizzle did. The disease takes it toll on muscles and energy. West Nile can last for up to a year. I hope it does not go that long.

Friday, August 24, 2007

Jelly Faced Jones and his brother


Jack and Boone are visiting and anxiously awaiting a sailing trip. TC Worley, who went with the NY Times writer last year, has returned with his family. Today, they are going to the Badlands, then tomorrow they will go sailing. TC took the pictures last year for the New York Times.

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Hauling Goats to Bismarck


Many of my detractors claim I am a cheap old fart, however they are not always aware of all my good deeds. One thing I end up doing frequently is hauling all the old guys from Hazen to Bismarck. Most of these guys have doctor appointments, and need someone to take them to Bismarck and back. Their problem is two fold, first they cannot stay awake for the whole drive, and second they often get medicated in Bismarck. I enjoy the trip, and am glad to help these guys. Often I wonder why their church doesn't provide the service. It strikes me as strange that one of the towns premier heathens always ends up with the job. Most of the time these guys buy me dinner, so I don't want to pretend it is all for nothing. My motto is "Will drive for food". So today Cissie and I are going on a goat run. This particular goat has one of those huge Cadillacs every person of the last generation dreams of. The thing is so big you need a Captain's license to drive one. It has leather seats and is like floating in a big bubble. If I am not already, someday I will be an old goat, so I hope there is a goat hauler when my time comes.

Monday, August 20, 2007

Back from Camp Woodtick

The Commander and Lord Kadizzle have returned from Camp Wood Tick near the Canadian Border. The major event at the camp seemed to be eating. We ate like kings. The weather was good, and so was the company.

We stayed at a cabin site that we had stayed in years ago. The last time we stayed there we were robbed by Indians. When we returned to the dwelling it appeared we had caught someone inside. The door was broken out, and a flashlight was laying on the floor turned on.

After giving the situation some thought it occurred to me that it was best to let the person escape, rather than risk a confrontation. So I yelled into the cabin and told the person we were leaving and they should get out. When we returned we found that they had stolen a bottle of gin, and a bottle of salad dressing. Ever since that time people have wondered what kind of drink you make with gin and ranch dressing. Who ever was in the cabin apparently ran out the back and jumped off the porch. You could tell this happened by the broken branches. It was not a pleasant escape. Some young Indians were partying nearby, and they were the mains suspects, but in fairness no one knows who it actually was.

Friday, August 17, 2007

Headed toward Canada

If all goes right the Commander and Lord Kadizzle will be headed toward the border today to join friends. We will gather at a little lake and relax and swim. The Old Toyota goes in for surgery today. With 230,000 miles the little car will not die, so we will try to eek another ten or twenty thousand miles out of it. The mower needs repair, and the house needs painting. Everything including the owners is wearing out.

Monday, August 13, 2007

West Nile Confrimed at Quinn Household


Tonight while The Commander was at the park board meeting I got a call from the clinic saying The Commander's blood test showed she had West Nile. The Commander made fun of the good Lord Kadizzle when he claimed he was afflicted, then The Commander came down with the dread and sang a different tune. Although Lord Kadizzle never had the blood test I am sure he had the same thing. Fortunately one of the lingering symptoms is lack of energy and a need to take it easy. A better blessing could not have fallen on his Lordship. I look forward to as much as a year of excuses to rest my heart.

Milk Day


As a child I remember Mr. Bell the milkman. Mr. Bell would sometimes give us free orange drink, or some chewing gum. If nothing else Mr. Bell would let you have a nice piece of ice. Today at nine I have to go to the local milk distributer and help unload the big truck. This ancient creamery has trucks that may have been driven by Mr. Bell back in the 50's.

The older couple that delivers the milk just refuses to give up. When the regular helper does not work, it is my job to fill in. It is good exercise, so I don't mind. I am amazed the Daryl and Ruth can still lift tons of milk every day. The creamery is laid out so poorly that we almost wear the milk out moving it around before it ever gets delivered. The milk comes off the big truck, and for some crazy reason the diver only brings it half way. I have to move it into the cooler. About an hour after we put it in the cooler we take it back out and put it on Daryl's truck. I have always wondered why we just don't put it right on the delivery truck. I suppose we have to get it accustomed to a new home and give it a chance to rest.

For the grand finally we go to stores and stock the shelves. Sometimes we go to little restaurants. I loose my appetite to eat out when I walk in the back of many of these little eating places.

I see this as a noble pursuit making sure all Gods children have milk.

Sunday, August 12, 2007

World's Best Medical Care? From NY Times

Many Americans are under the delusion that we have “the best health care system in the world,” as President Bush sees it, or provide the “best medical care in the world,” as Rudolph Giuliani declared last week. That may be true at many top medical centers. But the disturbing truth is that this country lags well behind other advanced nations in delivering timely and effective care.

Michael Moore struck a nerve in his new documentary, “Sicko,” when he extolled the virtues of the government-run health care systems in France, England, Canada and even Cuba while deploring the failures of the largely private insurance system in this country. There is no question that Mr. Moore overstated his case by making foreign systems look almost flawless. But there is a growing body of evidence that, by an array of pertinent yardsticks, the United States is a laggard not a leader in providing good medical care.

Seven years ago, the World Health Organization made the first major effort to rank the health systems of 191 nations. France and Italy took the top two spots; the United States was a dismal 37th. More recently, the highly regarded Commonwealth Fund has pioneered in comparing the United States with other advanced nations through surveys of patients and doctors and analysis of other data. Its latest report, issued in May, ranked the United States last or next-to-last compared with five other nations — Australia, Canada, Germany, New Zealand and the United Kingdom — on most measures of performance, including quality of care and access to it. Other comparative studies also put the United States in a relatively bad light.

Insurance coverage. All other major industrialized nations provide universal health coverage, and most of them have comprehensive benefit packages with no cost-sharing by the patients. The United States, to its shame, has some 45 million people without health insurance and many more millions who have poor coverage. Although the president has blithely said that these people can always get treatment in an emergency room, many studies have shown that people without insurance postpone treatment until a minor illness becomes worse, harming their own health and imposing greater costs.

Access. Citizens abroad often face long waits before they can get to see a specialist or undergo elective surgery. Americans typically get prompter attention, although Germany does better. The real barriers here are the costs facing low-income people without insurance or with skimpy coverage. But even Americans with above-average incomes find it more difficult than their counterparts abroad to get care on nights or weekends without going to an emergency room, and many report having to wait six days or more for an appointment with their own doctors.

Fairness. The United States ranks dead last on almost all measures of equity because we have the greatest disparity in the quality of care given to richer and poorer citizens. Americans with below-average incomes are much less likely than their counterparts in other industrialized nations to see a doctor when sick, to fill prescriptions or to get needed tests and follow-up care.

Healthy lives. We have known for years that America has a high infant mortality rate, so it is no surprise that we rank last among 23 nations by that yardstick. But the problem is much broader. We rank near the bottom in healthy life expectancy at age 60, and 15th among 19 countries in deaths from a wide range of illnesses that would not have been fatal if treated with timely and effective care. The good news is that we have done a better job than other industrialized nations in reducing smoking. The bad news is that our obesity epidemic is the worst in the world.

Quality. In a comparison with five other countries, the Commonwealth Fund ranked the United States first in providing the “right care” for a given condition as defined by standard clinical guidelines and gave it especially high marks for preventive care, like Pap smears and mammograms to detect early-stage cancers, and blood tests and cholesterol checks for hypertensive patients. But we scored poorly in coordinating the care of chronically ill patients, in protecting the safety of patients, and in meeting their needs and preferences, which drove our overall quality rating down to last place. American doctors and hospitals kill patients through surgical and medical mistakes more often than their counterparts in other industrialized nations.

Life and death. In a comparison of five countries, the United States had the best survival rate for breast cancer, second best for cervical cancer and childhood leukemia, worst for kidney transplants, and almost-worst for liver transplants and colorectal cancer. In an eight-country comparison, the United States ranked last in years of potential life lost to circulatory diseases, respiratory diseases and diabetes and had the second highest death rate from bronchitis, asthma and emphysema. Although several factors can affect these results, it seems likely that the quality of care delivered was a significant contributor.

Patient satisfaction. Despite the declarations of their political leaders, many Americans hold surprisingly negative views of their health care system. Polls in Europe and North America seven to nine years ago found that only 40 percent of Americans were satisfied with the nation’s health care system, placing us 14th out of 17 countries. In recent Commonwealth Fund surveys of five countries, American attitudes stand out as the most negative, with a third of the adults surveyed calling for rebuilding the entire system, compared with only 13 percent who feel that way in Britain and 14 percent in Canada.

That may be because Americans face higher out-of-pocket costs than citizens elsewhere, are less apt to have a long-term doctor, less able to see a doctor on the same day when sick, and less apt to get their questions answered or receive clear instructions from a doctor. On the other hand, Gallup polls in recent years have shown that three-quarters of the respondents in the United States, in Canada and in Britain rate their personal care as excellent or good, so it could be hard to motivate these people for the wholesale change sought by the disaffected.

Use of information technology. Shockingly, despite our vaunted prowess in computers, software and the Internet, much of our health care system is still operating in the dark ages of paper records and handwritten scrawls. American primary care doctors lag years behind doctors in other advanced nations in adopting electronic medical records or prescribing medications electronically. This makes it harder to coordinate care, spot errors and adhere to standard clinical guidelines.

Top-of-the-line care. Despite our poor showing in many international comparisons, it is doubtful that many Americans, faced with a life-threatening illness, would rather be treated elsewhere. We tend to think that our very best medical centers are the best in the world. But whether this is a realistic assessment or merely a cultural preference for the home team is difficult to say. Only when better measures of clinical excellence are developed will discerning medical shoppers know for sure who is the best of the best.



With health care emerging as a major issue in the presidential campaign and in Congress, it will be important to get beyond empty boasts that this country has “the best health care system in the world” and turn instead to fixing its very real defects. The main goal should be to reduce the huge number of uninsured, who are a major reason for our poor standing globally. But there is also plenty of room to improve our coordination of care, our use of computerized records, communications between doctors and patients, and dozens of other factors that impair the quality of care. The world’s most powerful economy should be able to provide a health care system that really is the best.

Saturday, August 11, 2007

CPR on the Roof


One morning last week I walked out our back door with no particular goal in mind. I noticed roofers next door loading shingles on the roof of my neighbors house in preparation to redo the roof. I saw one man laying face down. I thought perhaps he was examining something. It did seem peculiar, but I went on down the street behind our house. Immediately I saw a policeman running toward the ladder leading to the neighbors roof. The policeman had his first aid bag so I thought I would follow him and see if I could help since I have had taught first aid for many years and had a lot of emergency experience.

On the roof face down, and apparently not breathing was my daughters high school track coach. His son was on the cell phone talking to 911. The ambulance crew arrived and administered CPR to the fallen roofer. With some help from a tree trimming crew and their truck we managed to get the man off the roof and into the ambulance.

The coach was revived and is hospitalized in Bismarck. Apparently he had a massive heart attack and has not yet gained consciousness. The coach was a very healthy man and the whole situation made me think a lot about how quickly one can go from good health to bad.

This morning I spoke to someone who told me the coach awakened, got out of bed and tried to walk out of his hospital room. Having seen the man on the roof I would have sworn he was dead. If he suffers no brain damage from this whole incident it will truly be a miracle

Thursday, August 09, 2007

West Nile Strikes the crew


About a week ago the good captain seemed to be in a weakened state. With joint pain, no energy, and a rash, the captain seemed to have the symptoms of West Nile disease. The Commander had little sympathy for captain jelly belly, and contributed it to a flare up of his incurable laziness.

This week the commander seems to be down with the same thing. Today she has rallied and may be past the worst of it. Yesterday her exigency went to the doctor and had some blood test, so we may actually find out what we have.

In the bilge of our ship we carry our own supply of home raised misquitos that could be the root cause for this dread.

Thursday, August 02, 2007

Logs in Place



Ray has been hard at it over in Stanton. These are some of the logs we cut earlier in the year at the logging camp ranch with Ray. We helped put some in place last Friday at the Trading Post Ray is building in Stanton. If you get to Stanton be sure to see it. It is open and has some nice gift items.

The Western Adventure

Off On a Western Lake Adventure



Today the good ship Sovereign will leave port and head west seeking plunder and new lands. Nancy and Pat Hertz will be part of the fleet. With The Commander Lord Kadizzle hopes to make contact with the Indian tribes on the west end of the lake. Somewhere near the mouth of the Little Missouri we should meet up with Andrew McGarva. The journey will last until Sunday if all goes well. We should have the chance to go down the Little Missouri into some of our old favorite bays. Dean and Dian Gunsch may also be along.

Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Too Much Sun

Again it is over one hundred here, and The Commander and Lord Kadizzle spent a lot of time on the lake this weekend. The net result is a needed spell in the shade. Hopefully the trend will change tomorrow and things will cool down.

Last Friday we helped Ray put some logs up at the Trading Post he is building in Stanton. We got the chance to see the logs we cut earlier in the year turn into part of a building.

Friday, July 27, 2007

7 Millioin People Disappeared

Someone in the IRS came up with the brillant idea to make people put down social security numbers for defendants. The following year on income tax forms there were seven million less dependents than the year before. The IRS could easily eliminate the federal deficit if it had the resources to catch the tax cheats. Real tax reform would solve a lot of problems.

Thursday, July 26, 2007

Freakonomics


Most things are not what they appear to be when it comes to social issues. Since I have somewhat of a background in sociology, I enjoy reading books like Freakonomics. Freakonomics delves into the reality of such issues as why did crime suddenly drop in New York City. Although politicians quickly took credit for it, statistical research indicated the real reason was abortion. The book looks at the influence economics has on a variety of issues. One segment deals with real estate agents. It turns out, as you might suspect, that real estate agents do not act in your best interest. The fun of the book is how Steven Levitt figures it out. There are two other books along a similar vein, Blink and The Tipping Point. I think it is good to take a look at things from a different perspective. Two other books I have been trying to get to are God Not Great, and The God Delusion. We all assume religion is a good thing; maybe we should rethink it. This is the premise of these two books. I rarely read a book at one sitting, but I did manage to buzz through Freakonomic last night. It is a lot of fun to read, and there are a couple of examples that made me laugh out loud. One incident involved a graduate student who was sent into high rises in Chicago to interview the people living there. His questionnaire was basically one question, "How do you like being a negro?". The possible answers went from from very bad to very good. After a hilarious encounter with drug dealers in the hallway, the interview came to the conclusion that one more choice needed to be added to the questionaire !@#$#@ You. The research assistant ends up becoming friends with the drug dealers and delves into the question, "If drug dealers make so much money, why are they living at home with their mother?". It is a good story, and the method for getting real answers to questions is something everyone could learn from.

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

111 Degrees Yesterday In Hazen


The only time in my existence I remember hotter weather was in Las Vegas in the 60's when it was 120. I rode my bike up the street and checked the bank thermometer. It read 111. I know a lot of people don't believe in Global warming, but my life in North Dakota has convinced me. When we moved here in 1976 we saw some winters that were hard to believe. There were 36 degree below days with wind chills of 125 below. In the last ten years most winters here have been do da. North Dakota was plagued with blizzards in the past, not any more. We used to get two or three terrible blizzards. I can't even remember when we had the last one. The drought has been going on for over eight years. Surely something has changed. I would not be surprised if we beat yesterday's heat record today. The Commander and I may go to Bismarck and shop today just to get out of the heat.

Monday, July 23, 2007

104 Today in Hazen


Lord Kadizzle and The Commander have been trying to cope with the heat. Lately the weather here seems like a prelude to Hell. It is good training for me because I am sure that is my destination. We have no air conditioning, so our only escape is to go to the basement. This is part of the training for eternal damnation. We are trying to cool the house at night then close it up. To some extent this technique works. However, today we may go to Bismarck and spend the day in the mall. It will be cool, but if we buy a new television it will be expensive cooling. Our old set gave up the ghost, so we are currently watching the tiny one for our camper. The Commander is caught up in watching the Tour de France. I love the tour, because it cuts down on my supervision, and the number of orders issued by headquarters.

Sunday, July 22, 2007

How I started Sailing


Barretts Privateers


People often ask me "How did you get started sailing?". So I just condensed the start of my career into a little song.

Barretts Privateers
(Stan Rogers)

Oh the year was seventeen seventy eight
I wish I were in Sherbrooke now!
A letter of marque came from the King
To the scummiest vessel I've ever seen
God Damn them all! I was told
We'd cruise the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns, shed no tears
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's privateers.

Oh Elcid Barrett cried the town,
For twenty brave men, all fishermen, who
Would make for him the Antelope's crew,

The Antelope sloop was a sickening sight.
She'd a list to port and her sails in rags,
And a cook in the scuppers with staggers and jags.

On the King's birthday we put to sea.
We were ninety-one days to Montego bay,
Pumping like madmen all the way.

On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again.
When a bloody great Yankee hove in sight
With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight

The Yankee lay low down with gold.
She was broad and fat and loose in stays,
But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days

Then at length we stood two cables away.
Our cracked four-pounders made an awful din,
But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in.

The Antelope shook and pitched on her side.
Barrett was smashed like a bowl of eggs,
And the maintruck carried off both me legs.

So here I lay in my twenty-third year.
It's been six years since we sailed away,
And I just made Halifax yesterday.

Copyright Fogarty's Cove Music, Inc.
RG

Like A Coal Miner With a Pay Check


This morning on CBS they interviewed John Waters. He is a strange movie maker in Baltimore that did among other movies "Pink Flamingos" He gave the following quote on the CBS show: "I work every day. In the morning I think up weird things," Waters said. "In the afternoon I sell them — Monday to Friday. Every Friday night I go out like a coal miner with a paycheck, have a couple of drinks whatever city I'm in."

The quote brought back a fond memory for me. When I was in college, I worked as an underground coal miner at the Shoemaker Mine in Benwood, West Virginia. When I worked there the mine was under development, and so it had no regular mine portal like most mines do. The main portal was on the Ohio River, that is where the tipple was, and where the coal cars came out, but all the regular employees entered the mine on Main Street in Benwood. It was a strange circumstance. The coal company used an old house for a changing shack, and it was almost like you went out in the back yard and into the mine.

Friday was payday, and I remember so well, emerging from a hole on mainstreet, and walking across the street to a bar where all the coal miners cashed their checks. Usually it turned into a drunken mess of some sort. One Friday morning I emerged from the mine and immediately started to drink. It did not take long for the beer to take effect. The next thing I knew I was challenging a much larger coal miner to a fight. The prize would be both of our paychecks. At that time my check was for $1,200. We put both paychecks on the bar and the fight was about to begin. By the grace of God some sober miner intervened, and did not let the fight take place. Later in the day, I thankfully realized how close I came to paying someone $1,200 to beat me senseless. To this day I have learned a lesson there are many people who would be very happy to beat me senseless for free.

Sailing with Crumb Grinders


It was hot Saturday, but we headed west with David, Amanda, their two friend, and the two crumb grinders Audrey and Sidney. Audrey is six months and Sidney is two. I am amazed about the amount of gear young children now require to travel. Child care gear included so many items I cannot list them all, however the most amazing thing our children never traveled with was a CD movie player. I would guess the three hour trip took at least sixty pounds of child maintenance equipment.

Friday, July 20, 2007

Judge Kadizzled


As some may know, Lord Kadizzle is also Judge Kadizzle for both the city of Hazen, and the city of Hebron, North Dakota. Yesterday his lordship held a hearing in Hebron. It was the classic case of two stories that were entirely different. A school bus driver asserted that an elderly gentleman had passed the school bus illegally. The elderly gentleman brought two witnessed to court that said he was home having coffee when this happened.

It is hard to tell for sure what happened, but it appears the bus driver may have been mistaken about what day it happened. So the offender was testifying in regard to what he did on May 26, and the bus drive was testifying to what happened on May 25. The bus driver steadfastly said he had his dates right.

The defendant was found not guilty. The lesson in all of this is to take good notes. The wife of the defendant brought her diary to court. She had very good notes indicating the defendant took a nap around the time he was accused of passing the school bus. The bus driver on the other hand had no notes or witnesses. If you have an incident that may become a court case, take some notes, write down the time, and as much detail as you can. You never know when you will need it.

Wednesday, July 18, 2007

A Prickly Situation


The Commander has a bad habit of kidnapping Cacti from the southwest. These poor fellows find a home in Hazen. The collection is getting out of hand. Poor Lord Kadizzle has to move them to the basement every fall. It is similar to moving rattlesnakes. Today they are in bloom. So I sit here with my little Cactus flower waiting for May to arrive. May is our friend from Cottonwood. May is coming to sail on the good ship. May will set the record for age for the last ten years or so. May is in her eighties, but has the spunk of a teenager.

Monday, July 16, 2007

Go West Young Man





With the Commander, Lord Kadizzle set sail for the Western horizon on Friday. After taking on a supply of fresh water, his Lordship, also known as Captain Kadizzle, set sail for Whitmeyer Bay. With a nice breeze, we sailed into the bay with Roger and Ruth. A little refreshing swim, a great dinner, some stories, and lies, and the next morning we headed farther west. The wind was so good the little fleet just kept going. The Hideout and Sovereign pulled into Heaven Bay for lunch and naps. Sailing is very strenuous work, sitting there sipping a drink and listening to music.

From Heaven, we went on to Goat Island Bay. After a good dinner with The Commander's fresh salad greens from the garden, we told stories and swapped tales until bed time. Rarely does one wake up where expected in the sailing business. Because we had trouble setting the anchor, I let out well over a hundred feet of anchor rode. With light winds, the boat drifted around over night. Just as Cissie popped her head out of the hatch in the morning, the boat came into shore gently nose first, as if it had been done on purpose. The anchor never let loose, but the lack of wind made the landing possible.

On the way back we explored the North shore of Sakakawea where the pictures were taken. We were careful to watch out for Rattlesnakes, especially since we heard on the VHF radio the day before that a woman was bitten by a rattler on the lakeshore and was on the way to a hospital.

Friday, July 13, 2007

A Man I respect


Anyone who knows me knows I am a flaming liberal. One of my pet issues is income inequality in our country. Frequently I argue with someone on the conservative side regarding the trickle down nonsense. The best person I can site to support my case always turns out to be Warren Buffet. Mr. Buffet is one of the top four wealthiest people in the United States. His investing knowledge is legendary. His economic knowledge is sought by every peanut that wants to become a great investor. Several key things he and I agree on are the inheritance tax, he is for it. Secondly he believes in a strongly progressive income tax. These are both things the typical conservative is against. Buffet intends to leave none of his billions to his children. He is giving it to Bill Gates charity, which in turn will give it away. Mr. Buffet is one of the few people in his income bracket that in my mind is honest, and moral.

The best thing about using Warren Buffet as a source in an argument with a hard core Republican is that they cannot question any aspect of Mr. Buffet. His credentials are impeccable. Buffet has done every thing the typical greedy person wants to do, but he has never used more than his share or threatened not to share. I have no problem with his form of capitalism. Buffet is a perfect example of what capitalism should be. Read about the man if you are enraptured with the Bush gang, or the Reagan mentality, you might become enlightened.

One of the best things Buffet ever did was write a letter to the Washington Post. The letter explained in detail how his receptionist paid a higher tax rate than he did. This letter blew a lot of the trickle down guys right out of their easy chairs.

Thursday, July 12, 2007

Discovery

As is frequently the case our little band of pilgrims stopped at a library in Canada. When traveling The Commander always has carefully chosen books to read, however His Lordship who suffers from attention deficit disorder cannot concentrate long enough to read more than the back of a cereal box. In light of this situation a stop at the library for a pile of old magazines works well. The pile happened to be old Discovery Magazines. Of the ten I looked through my favorite was one devoted to Albert Einstein. Einstein truly was a remarkable person. Every time I read about Einstein I find something new. One of his unique abilities was to think like a child. He was able to see things more clearly that way. For example: A famous question he asked himself was "If you were driving along at the speed of light, and looked out your window at the light you were driving beside what would it look like?". The whole thing helped him resolve the question of whether light was a particle, or just a wave.

It had never occurred to me until I read the article that Einstein made so many things possible. Einstein did not invent the laser, or the GPS, but his theories were crucial in enabling these inventions to take place. The GPS would not work properly without the theory of relativity. Since a GPS involves an atomic clock in space, and one on earth, the time of the two clocks is not the same because of relativity. If you do not correct for the theory of relativity, the GPS would not work.

Einstein's love life was also interesting. Albert could not manage to stay married. He finally married his cousin as a matter of convenience. She told him he could have a girl friend, but only one at a time. This seems to be a whole new theory of relativity, that may point the way to a new kind of atomic bomb.

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

As Close to Heaven as Lord Kadizzle will get



Yesterday Lord Kadizzle helped install his third sailboat mast in the last year. Perhaps his lordship has found his calling. Marice Cook's new 33 foot Bavaria was commissioned by Bill Hooper from Hoopers Yachts. Lord Kadizzle had to go to the top of the mast to install the wind indicator.

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Fashionable Daughter featured at Style.com


Megan was at a Cat Power concert in New York near her apartment when Style.com thought she would make a good example of someone dressed nicely for the concert. Megan was included in a photo display Style.com did at their site. If you want to see the article go to the section called style file, then scroll down to the section below Madonna named Well Played. Meg's photo is on the bottom left. Megan is still struggling with her fashion business. If you know of or are someone with idle millions, she desparately needs stock holders. Lord Kadizzle is currently the biggest stock holder. Lord Kadizzle gave Noble Youth, Megan's design company a credit card. It makes it very nice for both of us. To find out how much stock His Lordship has in the company, Lord Kadizzle only needs to look at his credit card statement every month. If you would like to be on the new accounting program it can be arranged. Just send Megan one of those extra credit cards in you wallet. This system also eliminates broker fees.

Monday, July 09, 2007

Breast Tassles sales good at Folk Fest with good weather.



The Kadizzilator made it back from the Winnipeg Folk Festival. The weather was good, and that apparently made the sales of breast tassles better. Her Lordship overheard a conversation someone was having with the ladies at the breast tassle sales booth. The sales ladies said the warm weather helped sales. Periodically the sales ladies went through the crowd displaying their wears. Sandy Barns and Lord Kadizzle filled out applications at the booth as fitters and measurers. It was nice to be at a music stage and see some happy customer walking almost bare breasted through the crowd with the recently purchased gear. One sales lady had a lovely tan, and the other was white as a sheet. I guess they wanted to show a nice range in color for the customers.

We heard a lot of good music and I think my favorite was Chris Smithers. I would watch two or three sessions, and then bike ride to the lake for a dip, have a drink with Sandy and perhaps take in another session. a nice way to spend a day.

Wednesday, July 04, 2007

Spruce Woods Canada


The commander and Lord Kadizzle are having a wonderful time in Canada. We are slowly headed to the folk festival at Winnipeg. We stopped at a little marina in Ninette, Manitoba. Had a nice tour of the boats and asked a Canook to come down to our lake and sail. Then we went to Spruce Woods park. Very, very, nice park. Have been riding bike and swimming for two days. Weather has been excellent. Will be at Birds Hill park in about two hours. The Canadians know how to live. I fail to see how they are suffering from national health care. It seems to take a big load off their mind.

Thursday, June 28, 2007

North to Canada and a special trip into the past


The little Commander is stoked up about going to the Winnipeg Folk Festival. The wagon will head out on Sunday. There may be a Friday sail, before the big trip. I can think of no other place where you can be transported back to the 60's like the Folk Festival. People dress like the good old days, the air is filled with buzzweed odors, and the Canadians know how to relax and have a good time. Ethnic foods are part of the spirit. It is a chance for a fat guy to see what the cafeteria in Heaven will be like. The music cannot be beat. There are five stages running live music at the same time. If you don't like what you hear, you move to the next stage. The big problem is that most of the time you like what you hear on every stage. On the way up we are going to stop at a wonderful Canadian park. In so many respects the Canadians know how to do it right. The parks in Canada are all much better done than the ones in our country. We will camp for three days, and then go on to Winnipeg. The Canadian people are much more relaxed because of their health care system. They are not caught up worrying about how an illness will bankrupt them. Lord Kadizzle will be in Canada for about ten days. I hope you let me back in our country.

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Baseball Wars

The Commander is caught up in a great baseball war with the parents in Hazen. The Commander is on the park board, so she has to deal with it. Parents are fighting over how the baseball program will be run. Now, I feel like an old man, because I am going to launch into "When I was a kid". So, when I was a kid parents had nothing to do with baseball. Kids organized themselves. In doing so they learned a lot. They learned how to socialize, and they learned how to organize. Now all the kids learn is how to fight by watching their parents. I was outside most of the day yesterday. It was a wonderful day, but none of the neighbor kids were outside. They were all cooped up in their house watching video games or television. I could not imagine living like that when I was young.

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Barely Missed by Meteor Shower


After Lord Kadizzle discovered the new planet in the story listed below, he went for a walk on the beach with Her Lordship. While taking a brief rest his Lordship was caught in a meteor shower, luckily none hit him.

Lord Kadizzle discovers new planet


The Commander and his Lordship sailed the royal yacht west over the weekend. In Whitmeyer Bay we joined Pat and Nancy. Pat sailed up from Pick City by himself, and had dinner with us, then he left to pick up Nancy at Hazen Bay. The Commander, and Lord Kadizzle were asleep when Pat and Nancy quietly returned. In the middle of the night Lord Kadizzle got up to answer a call from nature. It was a clear night, but there was a little fog by the water. However, you could see the stars clearly. Being confused his Lordship thought he was looking East, but was actually looking West. In the sky appeared the brightest planet I have ever seen. Calling out to the Commander I said, " Come see this, it is the brightest planet I have ever seen." When the Commander got up later she checked out the new planet. Upon examination by a better astronomer, it turned out the new planet was called "Pat's Anchor Light". From the commanders remarks it appeared in the galaxy "You Idiot". With the little bit of fog on the lake Pats boat was not easy to see, but his anchor light was above the fog.

Friday, June 22, 2007

Made $20,000 before noon yesterday


As we were working in the driveway our friends Ken and Terry Peterson pulled into the driveway. After a short conversation Ken asked Lord Kadizzle if he would like to make some easy money. Lord Kadizzle is a skeptic, but Ken unfolded the system. Ken was watching Fox news and saw an article about presidential dollar coins that had been made wrong at the mint. Ken examined one he had purchased from the bank in town. It turned out he had three rolls of the misprinted coins. Each dollar coin was worth two hundred dollars. Ken suggested Lord Kadizzle buy some coins at the same bank. Off to the bank I went and bought one hundred dollars worth of coins, that is all they would let me have. Once home I opened them, and sure enough they were all misprints. The coins were printed without the words "In God We Trust". This seemed an extreme stroke of luck, so I decided to do some research and see exactly what they were worth. In the mean time The Commander was sent back to the Bank to get more coins.

It wasn't long before I found out the words were not printed on either face of the coin, but were printed on the edge. Re-examining the coins I realized there was nothing wrong with them. Our net worth instantly went back to normal and now I have $100 dollars worth exactly $100. It is worth a little more, because it taught me money rarely falls out of the sky.

Thursday, June 21, 2007

Pedaling Toward Nirvana


North Dakota has been having one of the wettest springs I can remember. It is great, because we have been in a drought for years. For the last tow days I have managed to get up and ride my bike up to the lake. The first day I did thirty miles, and yesterday about twenty five. I put my new Ipod in my pocket and headed to the lake. Everything is so green, and the temperature was perfect. North Dakota has the best bike path system in the world. North Dakota gets way more highway funds than the population could ever justify, so the state paves every cow path it has. The net result is a nice system of roads with no one to use them. They end up being giant bike paths. If taxpayers in other states saw this they would kill us. In fact I know one taxpayer that did. My brother-in-law from Pittsburgh came to Erin's wedding. He had some time so he took a ride. He came back furious when he saw all our brand new empty roads. With all the moisture and greenery the air is good enough to drink. After I got to the lake yesterday The Commander came up in the car and we loaded the boat with dinner. With some friends we sailed out to a bay and cooked some nice steaks. Life is good in Dakota, keep sending us your tax dollars. We love farm subsidies, and your highway help is also welcome. If you get the chance come out and enjoy the stuff you sent us.

Saturday, June 16, 2007

Lord Kadizzle falls prey to strange store in Hazen



Hazen has an unusual business. I am not sure what they are doing, and I am not sure if they know either. They seem to buy whatever they can and resell it anyway they can. You know all the stuff that gets returned to Target, or Wal Mart, or whoever, it has to go somewhere. These people bid on a truckload of returns from Target. The stuff shows up and they resell it on Ebay, or at their store. A lot of the stuff is new, or the package has just been opened and closed.

As I drove by the other day, I noticed the yard of the business had magically filled up with all kinds of lawnmowers, and every conceivable motorized piece of equipment. My curiousity got the best of me and I stopped. I have been contemplating buying an Ipod for my music, so I inquired. It wasn't long before I walked out with a new used Ipod. Of course in my mind I got a bargain. After some detective work I found out what they pay for this stuff, see that they also got a bargain. Commerce in this country is a strange mix of people moving goods. Now, I find out these people are going to trade their excess inventory of new clothing, for someone else's excess inventory of new cars. I feel like we live in Tim Buck To where camel caravans stop and strange trades take place.

Thursday, June 14, 2007

Lord Kadizzle Goes Fishing


Poor old Daryl needed someone to fish with him, so Lord Kadizzle bought a fishing license and we were off. Daryl has a brand new fishing boat with the best of everything. We put in at Beulah Bay, and headed west to Beaver Bay. Immediately the motor started giving a beeping alarm. We did the appropriate thing and just tried to ignore it. Next, we did what any good pilot would do, and tried to disconnect the annoying alarm, no luck. When we arrived at the fishing ground we bobbed in the sun and roasted. I had a nice Walleye on, but lost it before we could get it in the boat. Daryl got a small one. After nothing but frustration we headed back at full speed with the alarm beeping. In the midst of a highspeed burst the engine just quit. Fortunately a boat was right beside us and towed us back to the ramp. I looked in the owners mannaul to see what you were supposed to do when that alarm went off. The instructions said "Stay near other boats". We did the right thing after all.

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Lake still rising

All the rain is having an effect on Lake Sakakawea. The water is up to 1816, so I may have to help Jim Sickler move the dock one more time. Checking all the incoming streams it looks like they are slowly going down. However, if Montana get one more good shot of rain I could see the Lake hit close to 1820. A higher lake means the good ship can get back into more areas. One of my favorite areas is down the Little Missouri. In the spring it is hard to find a prettier place. If the Little Missus wants to sail this weekend we may head that direction. It is a long haul. It will take two days to get there.

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

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Monday, June 11, 2007

Bike Ride This Morning


Today was a perfect day to hop on the bike and head north of town. The air was crystal clean the wind was calm, and with headphones on it was a nice ride of about twenty miles. We both got some good exercise.

Sunday, June 10, 2007

Down the Little Missouri



The Commander, Lord Kadizzle, Pat, and Lauren headed down the Little Missouri from Medora yesterday. Twenty one miles of horizontal smiles. The Little Mo was up high and roaring, and with the green Badlands our spirits were soaring. I highly recommend a float trip on the Little Missouri for anyone that wants to try something new and enjoyable. Put a cooler in the middle of a canoe and head on out. The scenery is unbeatable. We saw some golden eagles and more prairie dogs than you could shake a stick at. It was about a five hour float. The river is running at four miles per hour, but with a few strokes of the paddle you can make it six.

Friday, June 08, 2007

The Ravens fire out a CD



Hardly a day goes by that I don't stop in a City Hall and talk to our Economic development manager for Hazen. Duke has been doing this for quite a few years. It looks like it has been a good week for Duke. In addition to the announcement that we will have a nice new retail store in town, Duke's group has put their new CD out for sale.

I took my copy home and put on the headphones. Instantly I was transported back to the time when there was real music. I was back at College singing Red Red Wine, then I was at my cousin's listening to It Ain't Me Babe. Those were all good times and there are thirteen other songs that can take you there. The Ravens put their own spin on each of the songs, and I like it. It is hard to believe that old Duke has such a good singing voice and these old farts can crank out the tunes they do, but if you want to find out for yourself, let me know and I can tell you how to get a copy of the CD.

The Ravens started out years ago like so many young guys traveling around the bars and venues of North Dakota doing their stuff. It is great that the got back together and let everyone reminisce. The last time they played at Jimmy's in Hazen it was to a packed house.

Thursday, June 07, 2007

Commander Contemplates Little Missouri



With the large amount of rain falling in North Dakota The Commander has been talking a lot about making an assault on the Little Missouri. From the Logging Camp Ranch we would head north on the water to Medora. In order to make the trip, the Little Missouri has to be running pretty good.

Tuesday, June 05, 2007

Never Trust a Pirate



The fleet left Captain Kit's Marina Saturday and headed West. Avalon manned and womanned by Pat and Nancy, Rovin Tarr with the crew of Dina and Bill, and Sovereign with The Commander and Lord Kadizzle set sail for Shark's Tooth. Twas a fair breeze and we made it up to the anchorage quickly. The ships were tied together in about fifteen feet of water and the dinner procedures commenced. The crews ate in the cockpits. After a tasty meal some reminiscing and then we settled in for the night. Under a full moon the water was as calm and reflective as glass.

In the morning a warm sun greeted us in the back of the bay. Around ten Utopia sailed in and joined us for a round of morning medication. Lord Kadizzle was presented with his Never Trust a Pirate tee shirt by the Utopia crew. When the fleet broke up The Commander gave the order to Lord Kadizzle to set sail for Berthold Bay. The rest of the boats went East to home base. Although it rained before sunset, the next day provided good winds to take the Sovereign back to the dock.