Sunday, February 23, 2014

Bad guy is lectured

Yesterday's paper had an article by Jennifer Emily of the Dallas Morning News.   I do wonder about someone who lives with two first names.... but, not important now.  It is sorta like someone who is blessed by his parents with two last names -  There are lots of those folks.  I just suppose the parents thought it was classy and would give the kid an advantage in the world.   Perhaps, being female and having two first names might work at a disadvantage to a tough female trying to get ahead in the man's world of journalism.
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Of course, of course, I am making all this premise up.  In case she searches for her name online sometime, I'm trying to get her attention.  Sweet thing.   Had another waitress call me "Hon"  the other day.   Old is not for the weak.
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Her article:  
Seems that State District Judge Mike Snipes sentenced  a serial bad guy - he preyed on 10 and 12 yr old girls with duck tape and other deeds - Jose Rico - an illegal alien who had been deported before - makes you think - this guy was back being bad.  What I found funny is that the judge lectured this turkey before giving him a life sentence.  We have an illegal alien turkey standing before an educated Judge - What goes through the jerks head  ( he has no brain ) as he hears the judge recite:
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"So, if I could sentence you to the fate of Prometheus, 
I would.  
If I could sentence you to the fate of Sisyphus, 
I would.  
If I could sentence you to the Eighth Ring of Dante's Inferno, 
I would.  
If I could sentence you to a trillion year in jail, 
I would.  
But, I cannot.  I must follow the law.
And so, I will sentence you to the maximum sentence I can under law.  
I sentence you to life imprisonment."
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And poor Jose looked at the judge and said, "Porque?"
[  actually, I made up that last part ]

Monday, February 10, 2014

Some stuff from news and other Ramblings

Glory Glory Glory  ( demonstrative words need to come in trips )
2 bluggies in one day.

#1  The Westminster Dog show is tonight and tomorrow night. I am thinking I will record it so I don't miss seeing the wire-hair dachshund.   Here is a story posted by AOL.


Live streaming of all breed judging is available on http://www.westminsterkennelclub.org  and on the official 2014 Westminster show app.  There seems to be an app for everything.  Evening session will be broadcast live on CNBC from 7 to 10.  and on Tuesday: USA channel from 7 - 10. Of course, this will be when they crown the Wirehair Dachshund Best-In-Show.   You just wait and see.  The time has come. 
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#3  Speaking of tubas.  I have one for sale.  A Yamaha 4 valve upright tuba.  They are expensive, and I can make you a good deal.  Perfect shape?  you ask.   I don't think so.  If you have a need. Find me.
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#2  We missed it, but last Saturday was the Ennis Czech Music Festival with such fine bands as the Moravians, the Ennis Czech boys, the Czech Harvesters and the Jodie Mikula Orchestra.  If you want to see more about it:   www.ennisczechmusicfestival.com  Did I mention it was held in Ennis?   The big Ennis festival comes later in the spring.  They have several nights of Czech music and a big-ole parade full of people pretending to be of Czech descent.   My wife's - as you may know - mother was 100% Czech and did not speak English until she went to elementary school.
We are looking forward to the spring event and all those accordions and tubas.
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#4  Moscow seems to be having a crime wave - an epidemic if you must - people are stealing squirrels from parks and selling them for pets.  You can get about $5,000 rubles for them - that would be $144 in American currency.  The fine for this act of poaching is 20,000 rubles  (about $573 in ours).
      Of note is Alexandra Mishenko, a local retiree who feeds the squirrels in Moscow's parks. When interviewed, she said (eyes welling with tears), "We should gather people together and pelt the person who does that with snow."   Vitnija Saldava of the AP reported this;  and, we thank her.
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#5   Read this in the newspaper - lots of stuff in the paper during February about Black History Month:   Songwriter Tom Lehrer, who said at 37  "It is a sobering thought that when Mozart was my age, he had been dead for two years."  The article goes on to talk about   MLK being killed at age 39.  I'm sure those two facts are related because they were in the same newspaper article and paragraph.
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#6  This could be a blog in itself.   Think of all the songs that came out during WWII.  There was Sentimental Journey, Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy, I'll Walk alone, In the Mood and many other Glenn Miller hits, Swinging on a Star, Don't Fence Me In, All or Nothing at All, Amor, I'll be seeing you, American Patrol, Chattanooga Choo choo, Over There, and on and on and on...  That was in the 1940s, well over 50 years ago.
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Now - the question.  Name me one new song that has come out since Afghanistan that will be remembered in 50 years....just one.
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#7  Number Last - this is an ugly color - try again - There now, that looks better.   This was reported in the Dallas Paper on Feb 7 by Martin Fackler of the NY Times.  It seems that in Japan, a composer of classical music and others works (I'd guess),  Mamoru Samuragochi, has shown to be a fraud  A"part time lecturer at a prestigious music college in Tokyo,  Takashi Nilgaki, has been ghost writing all of Mamoru's music.  He's been doing this since the 1990s.  Takashi felt guilty because one of the ghost works is being used by a Japanese figure skater in the Olympics. Mamoru, I should mention, is reported to be deaf, making his compositions even more special - the Japanese Beethoven some said.  But, Takashi asserted that Mamoru had never been deaf. So, if I can find a dumb enough musician, I can pay him to my name on his works - I would rocket to fame.  Way to go Mamoru. 


Greta & dog show info

I realize you folks don't live with our concerns day after day. Being retired limits our concerns somewhat. When something happens to one of our dogs, it is a major event. I suppose if we lived near the gran-girls, their everyday happenings would ring sharply with us too.
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If you read my previous posting, Greta, our 10 lb blond (wheaten) 13 1/2 yr old dachshund became paralyzed on her right side. She could not move either leg on the right side. When she tried to walk, she would just roll over on her back or side with the good legs flailing in the breeze. It was simply put - pitiful to watch.
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Our vet has a laser treatment program. When our Liesl lost her control of her back legs, 3 treatments and she was running in the back yard. The word "Amazing" is reserved for people who have heart transplants. We will use "unbelievable" for dogs. How can a laser run down the back - or wherever - cure a bad spinal column? I don't know. Unbelievable!! I told the vet that it seemed like black magic to me. Still, it worked for Liesl in one week's time.
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His laser program is for seven treatments and $240. Normally they are spaced about 2 or 3 days apart. Greta has 2 more treatments remaining. One tomorrow and one while we are set to be out of town (creating a dilemma).
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THE BOTTOM LINE: I carried Greta out this morning to wet and pooh - or in Jim's former words: woo and wee ( I call it Whoopee when they do both in one setting - UH, sitting ). I placed her on the grass for a successful Whoopee. That done, she was returned to the back porch where she began to walk to the back door, over the threshold, into the house, and onto a cushion. Albeit, she struggled with every step - but her right side is working enough to move forward and turn corners.
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Glooorrrrrrrry Beeeeee!! We are so proud of her effort. Frankly, she has no idea she is making an effort - dogs just do what they do. If she were a human, we know it would take major thinking, counseling, a lot of tears, holding hands with relatives, and months of major exertion to arrive at these result. But, a dog is a dog. She does what she does when she does it. And she thinks little of it expecting no reward. Aren't they amaz..... wait ..... aren't they unbelievable?
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So the laser treatments seem to be working - OR perhaps she would have gotten better on her own and the Vet is simply running a flashlight down her back with a wink to his assistants. Who knows? For me it is $240 well spent and the removing of my guilt feelings.
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as a final note to those who have struggled this far :
The Westminster Dog show is tonight and tomorrow night. Here is a story posted by AOL.

Thursday, January 23, 2014

Derrick Days

This is not meant to make fun.   It may seem that I am, but ... not.
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Most smaller type towns seem to have their special celebrations.  They all create a signature event or claim-to-fame, proclaiming it to the outside world.   My old hometown, Levelland, has their Old Settler's Day.  Buda has their wiener dog races. Ennis, just north of us 20 miles, has a Czech festival.  And, yes, of course, Lubbock has their Buddy Holly festival.
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Some festivals are just worthless --  others, not so much.
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Corsicana has Derrick Days.  For the uninformed, Corsicana had the first producing oil well west of the Mississippi.  The oil field is somewhat pumped out now, but they still are doing some drilling.   Mobil and others seem to have gotten started in this area. Magnolia was a big time company that was bought out several years ago.  Their trade mark was the big red flying horse that Mobil uses now.  Yes, Corsicana, and the surrounding area, grew up as an oil field.
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So, we have our Derrick Days.  Basically  ( a word that is often overused ), the event has booths running down the main drag,  a chili cook-off,  a classic car event,  a tour via bus of the local oil fields with history, stages with music, Gospel stage, a fancy indoor dance, rodeo on Friday night - they use to have basketball tournament 3 on 3 - made up mainly of 3 big guys trouncing 3 other big guys.  It seems like they use to have, maybe still do, free hot dogs downtown on Friday in pocket park.
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Pocket Park is a park on main street where a building use to be.  Rip out the bricks and plant some green - add a bench or two - and it is pocket park.  Good use of wasted space I suppose.  Who is going to try and build a new building in that space? Not me.
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And they have a motorcycle rally.   People come from all over to show off their bikes and be manly (except the female rides, who do it for other reasons I suppose).  The bikers gather and do games.   There is a competition - burn out?? - where they rev the engine and burn rubber for effect.  I am sure these folks have a great time and look forward to returning each year.
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Yesterday's paper - it took me a long time to get here - announced some changes in Derrick Days.  I'm sure you will be pleased that I posted them here.  First of all, Biker Bash is having a new starting point - closer to the police station I am uh thinking - new starting point, new route, and a new finish line.  So there.  The tattoo contests has been cancelled.  They have so many folks riding, new spacious digs were needed. The end will be at the O.T. Sports Bar on the golf course on north Biz 45 - at Hardy Ave.   Hardy = Harley ?? wonder if any will be confused.
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The next is my favorite part:  With the moving of Biker Bash, that area hopes to add a Hispanic music state bringing in a big name such as Jamie Richards.  There you go. Jamie Richards.   Sounds Hispanic to me.  And, they hope to host an act that involves a dancing horse - it may be a combination of the "three."  Re-read this paragraph - I only see 2 things...I am dense at times.  I love horse acts.
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Almost through.   Added Business Olympics with bed races & high heel races.  Fun. There are some negatives:  no golf carts this year with a penalty of a traffic ticket. No parking on 3rd street overnight Friday - newspaper said so - no skateboarders.  But the most important change this year:  no snakes.  Last year some folks showed up carrying boa constrictors and other pet serpents around their shoulders.  This year, the festival will be snake free.   
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Fran Townes, committee chairperson said, "Snakes scare people."
See ya,
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p.s. I think they should invite Justin Bieber.  He seems to be having problems in Florida and may need a place to hide out.

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Faye

On a plain
Far away
Sits a cow
Named Faye
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She was not an ordinary cow.  She was special in so many different ways.  And, trust Faye to leap at each and every opportunity to explain.
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For you see - her name was not just Faye.  but rather it was, as she might gleefully recite,  
Alice
Betty
Clara (after a very well-known cow)
Doris (after her aunt)
Elsa (after another and well-known cow)
Faye
Greta
Harrietta (she thinks this should have been Henrietta since her father's name was Henry)
Ilsa
Janice
Klingenhoffer (a name with an especially lovely sound she thought)
Loretta
Myrna
Cow.
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Who else on the great plain had such a fine and distinguished name?  No-one she knew.
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For now Faye sits, her back legs extending straight out with her front legs parked between.  She was thinking about her very special name and why everyone chose to call her just Faye.  It was such a waste of the other fine names.  All of her brothers and sisters and cousins and aunts and uncles had such common names like: Jack, Jersey, John, George and Oreo.
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This last name bothered Faye quite a bit.   What was so great about being named Oreo?  Just because Oreo was black on both ends and white in the middle, is that any reason to pick a name? It is like naming a wiener dog Oscar Meyer  or  a goat Cheese.   Even worse was her very good friend Oink.
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But her very bestest friend of all was Spot.  You can guess what he looked like.
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Now on this particular day, Fay was sitting and thinking.  Some days she sits and thinks, and other days she just sits....
(maybe more later)

Tuesday, January 7, 2014

Fritz

Today:   January 7th  is my little boy Fritz's 12th birthday.   We bought him at a little ranch north of Hearne. We drove to Hearne on that Feb/March day to see what they had.  Our 2 year old Greta rode in the back seat sleeping.  Greeting us was a monstrous white dog - Pyrenees - This big dog hung out and protected their doxies and goats against bad animals.  My Marauder still sports a scratch where that big dog stood on the side of my car and stuck his head inside to lick.
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We went inside and a little black and tan wirehair puppy was placed in front of us on the floor.  It was so cute that it hurt.   Having been told that one's older dog needs to meet the new puppy before buying, we brought Greta inside.   At 8 pounds she towered over that little boy.  We had visions of breeding grandeur with this pair.  That never worked out as Fritz had problems getting the process down.  You do realize that his inability to understand English interfered with me explaining the process.
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Dutifully we place Greta beside the tiny puppy.  She looked at him, took a sniff or two, and moved on to other things. So the great introduction experiment sailed out the window.  Paying our money, Fritz joined our household.  I believe he rode on my wife's lap all the way home wrapped in a towel.  Such a good puppy.
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Fritz at 12 and Greta at 14 means we have several sad days in front of us. Dachshunds seem to live about 15 - 16 years or so.  Our little Liesl is a year younger than Fritz.  The twins turned four this year.  I say all this as Greta stands at my feet popping my leg with her nose:  "Pick me up!"
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We had a birthday party this evening - no hats or little horns.  Instead my wife and I sang Happy Birthday to Fritz (after paying the royalty fees to the composer of course) and each dog was given some doggy ice cream - puppy paws or something like that. Man that was a treat.  Since Fritz, we believe, is becoming a bit deaf, ya might just say that our excellent music fell on deaf ears.  He could care less.  
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Earline  -- our heart transplant girl (see previous posts) has a birthday tomorrow.  If she gets doggy ice cream, it will not be because we drive to Dallas with a quart.  
But, should she read this  - then -
Happy Birthday Earline   
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Happy Birthday Fritz
You such a good hungry boy.

Monday, January 6, 2014

more pot pouring

Today is Monday.  My wife had quilt guild this morning and I had a dermatology appt this afternoon.  They froze 5 little things off my face and said to come back in a year.  I hate doctor visits.
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Yesterday was a trip to Dallas to visit Jim & E after heart transplant.  9 days ago was the transplant.  She is living in an apartment near Baylor Hospital.  She makes many a trip over to Baylor for medical stuff.  We packed up in the car - she in her mask and house shoes - and ate at Cindy's on Central Expwy.  Interesting and busy restaurant. Our dogs were quite pleased to see our return (after dark).      They were chilled and hungry.  Greta even finished off her bowl before Oscar - that is a rarity.
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Daughter Christine came to visit over the weekend and we went to Canton on Sat. Bought absolutely nothing except a diet coke or two.  I love going to Canton.  The varied merchandise is fun to see - plus - we got to see the puppies in Dog Town. Lunch was eaten at a Chinese Buffet.  My fortune cookie told me "Now is a good time to expand your repertoire of skills and knowledge."   So I went back for an extra egg roll.  Some skills need practice.
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Where they froze my face, it itches.  Man does it itch.  For your FYI info:  laser surgery to correct a torn retina hurts a lot more during the process than freezing the smile on your face - not that you asked.
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With 20 degree weather outside, my dogs are staying inside unless pushed out to irrigate the soil.  My ball-playing ball boy Oscar is going stir crazy - I believe it would be known as cabin fever.  The others sit and stare, but not Oscar.  I am looking forward to his bedtime.  The north wind coming off the lake is just flat brutal.  Ice has formed along the shoreline.  Tough weather.
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I do have some other fortune cookie things:
Only talent people get help from others  (saying is over my understanding head)
One thought driven home is better than 3 left on base (  ah soooo)
Let hatred turn into friendship because of your existence.   (not for me)
Luck sometimes visits a fool, but it never sits down with him.
You are the evening star in someone's romantic eyes.
You have a deep appreciation of the arts and music.  (wife got this one while I got the           romantic eyes one)
Keep it simple.  The more you say, the less people remember.
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With that one I should close.  
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I have started on the new journey of re-reading the Hobbit - see previous post about the annotated edition given to me by daughter Laura -  I work through about one chapter per day reading all the footnotes and additions.  Frankly, it is quite interesting. You should try it.   I may do the Lord of the Rings again next.  
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The spouse started the new season of Down-Town-Abbey last night.  She sat in front of that TV for 2 hours and didn't fall asleep.  Amazing - almost as amazing as someone getting a heart transplant or Greta eating faster than Oscar...nobody beats Fritz to the bottom of the bowl.  Off track:  I am pleased that i did not get hooked on the Abbey show.  It might be really good; but, now, I don't HAVE to watch it.
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As I type Oscar is behind me on the floor with the ball in his mouth whining - waiting for me to throw the ball - inside.  I'll keep it simple and close.  More later.
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