Home made bread

The Christmas spirit is striking the Arizona desert and friends are showing up at the Earth Module door with goodies. Rita and Ken stopped by with home made bread.  It was still a little warm.  It brought back memories of Kadizzle as a child on a farm in West Virginia.  The old farm women would make fresh rolls every morning.  Butter and home made black berry jam drew out the wonderful essence of the bread.  Cory and Nicki came by with cookies.  Today some campers invited the Kadizzles to a prime rib dinner. Oh life with friends is good.

The sun is up and bright and it should be a nice day.  Winter is doing it's worst to the desert, but bad is pretty damn good. It will get to the high sixties or seventy degrees today.  Yesterday the Native Americans poured off the reservation into Globe to stock up on all the poison white men have invented for them.  A modern attack on the natives would involve flying over them dropping potato chips, sugary drinks, and alcohol.  The best defense for the natives has been casinos that empty the pockets of the white man.  Selling cheap cigarettes to the white man has also been a good defense.

Up the road a couple hundred yards Johnny is hunkered down with his daughter and son in law. Johnny was here when they built the place in the 90's.  Johnny does not do much, but he is a living breathing blueprint.  When you need to know where a water line or electric line is buried Johnny is the one to ask.  Johnny is an American classic. He is just a nice old guy with a little white dog named Bessie. Bessie and Johnny seem to spend a great deal of time just driving around.  Johnny at age 87 is painting his motor home by hand.  It is turning our fairly well.  Johnny goes to Alaska for the summer and catches fish for everyone.  Johnny gave us some nice salmon  and cod.

The Kadizzles have been winter traveling for 18 years.  We have met so many nice sharing people.  A lot of Canadians have become good friends. Canadians have figured it out.  They take care of each other and don't bitch about taxes.  They have health care.  Don't recall ever meeting a mean Canadian.  Back here where we love to drive people into bankruptcy and poverty we all have to carry guns so no one steals our Christmas cookies.

When all is said and done it is our friends we treasure the most.  A shiny car, a big house, or a private jet will not bring you cookies.  A dog will treat you better than a Republican.  A dog will try to scare away a bear.  Dogs lead blind people around.  Republicans would steal from the blind and leave you in a wheel chair with a bear after you.  So merry Christmas enjoy getting trickled on.