Category Archives: My World

Thursday, 01.21.2021 Daily Post


Good Morning …

Sorry I’m a bit late … fixin’ and repairing this morning.

Watching a lot of 2nd day news so I can learn and sort. … I see immediate costly mistakes.


pyrrhuloxia (Southwest version of a Northern Cardinal)

I caught him on my bird feeder as they all go South passed my house in the Winter and North past us in the summer!

I just have to have some sunflower seeds around.


Here is me asingin’ again!

Fly Me To The Moon

(A Sinatra cover)


Up the street from me!

Have a nice day.

Monday 01.18.2021 5:25am Damn Near Daily Post


Good morning!


Flash …  Flash 9:06am entry- CNN wants to sensor NEWSY!

With tens of thousands of Covid and other diseases about to invade from the South by our next Presidents choice to garner stupid votes …

I am going to get my Covid vaccinations.

This is going to be interesting.


Even Strandburg will have a Mexican restaurant! El Prairie taco


Martin Luther King Day


His niece said this morning that “We are all human beings!”

Mid 70’s in Tucson today … We’ve actually got 50% chance of rain later this week.

Two inches of gentle rain would be appreciated. Even a desert needs to have a drink.




 Have a Nice Day! … more to come as the human condition gets more ridiculous! rdd

Please, recycle and don’t procreate more than one copy of yourself! 

Your vote may not be the temper they want!






Sunday 01/17/2021


First Cup of Coffee

Good Morning

A three clothes change day 76º+day starting out at around 38º. Long pants and hoody, short pants and ‘T’, then long pants and hoody.


Here’s JB

“Send in the Clowns”

I made this (stained glass) for Kathy’s Grandma many years ago.

Some of you know where this tree branch perch is. I’ve been watching this family of Kingfishers for decades! I used to catch spring walleyes straight out from it at 2am in the morning after work.

and MY POLITIC loudly

They can take those National Guards, after the swearing in, and move straight to our borders. Biden opened his mouth and they are amassing at the fence.

Their mantra? “Biden keep your promise to us!” More illegals on their way as fast as they can. He’s in big trouble. So is California, Arizona, New Mexico, and Texas!

He’s made and is still making a lot of promises.

Let’s watch!

Every dollar he prints, dilutes your net worth. Lock yourself into some low interest contracts for things that you need. Inflation will gobble them up in the next 4 years if he lasts that long.

Tuesday, 1/12/21


Good Afternoon on garbage day.


My Politic Today

The television news was so bad today, I have little to say.

You need to be watching at least one BS news channel, and FOX or Newsy everyday so you can compare!


My Art … lol


My Music

Silver Wings

My Fuel

Hambone Soup and Sourdough and American Cheese Dippin’ Samiches … It’s time. This recipe is in here under “Recipes Tried and True”


See you tomorrow!

Sunday 01/10/21 a daily post


Good Sunday Morning!

Who’s got the back of us 73,000,000? Who’s got the voice of 73 million? 


I’m here without the mother of all jerks, Zuckerberg!

52 readers today

With none one of his filters, I’m not going to make him more money by entertaining for him. Really, I had no choice and cancelled all of the other social medias to start over with this, my own website, that I’ve owned for many years.

I just upgraded this morning and have to learn the new things I can do with it like open chat and videos formats. It might take me awhile so in the meantime, enjoy my posts on here. I’ll try to attend it every day except for the days I don’t want to or can’t because of other obligations. Somedays I may post really late, and somedays I may pre-write the day before set to come up the next morning on their own.

We’ll see how this works!

Remember! I can add more during the day so check once in awhile.

Welcome Wilmot Nursing home! I love it.

So, save this site in your saves so you can get to me with one touch in your library. It should speed up my music and posts as I have no one else editing me or telling me that it’s been sent but really hasn’t.

Yesterday, there were 52 views of this site. … I never get that many from Facebook! The project is to keep you interested and entertained. rdd


My personal battle … comment

Where do 73 million Conservatives and Trumpers go to express themselves. I’m sure from first time curiosity. But some are letting me know that they are disappointed in me dropping Facebook. … Yes! I am reconsidering!!!! Again. This has been a difficult decision and is again.

If I look at it as if I’m using he and his organization, maybe I can do this. …  You guys certainly have your routines. … And apparently, I am one of them.

So, maybe I should stay on Facebook while I’m developing my website to be as interactive as Facebook is, just without the damage to America and the Constitution. That way, if Facebook does get sanctioned by the FCC along with other fates they shall see, I’ll be ready.

So Pat! … I think I’ll go back on Facebook (without my address showing) for the moment using it as Marquee and a doorway to my site and what I really think.

By the way, an old curmudgeon that decided to tell me that if I have a MAGA cap or a Trump sticker on my vehicle  or in my yard, I will be his mortal enemy! … He has now been show the door and I blocked him from my account. … Does that make me a censorist? … Nope … He was trespassing on my ‘private property’ just as the liberals are thinking now. To stay in the game, I will have to play their game a bit…. rdd


That Lucky Ol’ Sun (just click on the arrow for the audio)



Dogs life in Tucson today.


Gila Woodpecker at my feeder

Have a nice day! 

My Entertainment for you. Enjoy!


Shenandoah (the story and chant)

A story telling by me (Click on the Chant “Shenandoah” for the song”

Both a mariner chant and overland voyager stories, I chose this rendition because I like the tale and background music. 


I am a singer of songs and a teller of tales.
If you saw me, you wouldn’t know who I am. That’s the way it’s supposed to be. I fit in where ever I am, and no one ever wonders if I’m supposed to be there. The road to where you are enters and then leaves. In the center, on my way through, I will tell a tale and sing for you. Then I’ll travel on.

Tiny waves pull away from the bow like the wake of a duck and tiny eddy’s swirl where the paddle quietly enters and leaves the water as the young trapper paddles his canoe effortlessly to the small sandy beach.

White plumes of the village’s many cooking fires rise straight up and disappear into the valley sky. The wispy trails of warming fire smoke rise from the highest spot on the roof of winter shelters.

This is the Shenandoah valley’s sky.

It’s been seven years since he’s seen the Shenandoah or this village. His father and he were here as fur traders when he was only thirteen, his first trip with his father.

He discovered the chiefs daughter back then. Somewhat younger than he, but very mature. Taught well by her mother and mother nature to tend and survive. Her skin was as clear as the waters, her eyes reflected the blue of that sky and her cheeks the blush of innocents.

He and his father stayed long enough for the maiden and the boy to become melded. The running and laughing, competition and evening quiet brought them close.
When it was time for his father to deliver the hides he’d traded for to the trading post at the end of the river, the boy promised his friend that he’d return someday. With a wave and pounding hearts, they said goodbye on that late spring day.

Here he is, standing still. No one could know what the outcome would be, as the new young of the village scrambled to the water’s edge to investigate the white men.
There was a small bank on the edge of the river, so one could not see far once up on the sand.
He hesitated, building up courage. Not to go over the top of the bank, but to hold himself back from running through the village…….. searching.
It was a perfect pause, as up over the top of the embankment her eyes appeared. She stopped to catch his eye. She hesitated cautiously to catch her breath and slow her heart. Bounding over the drop to the beach needed to be a no mistake move for a princess. She had to be sure, a chiefs daughter had to be certain.
There is in nature an undefined energy when the eyes of two as these meet. There are no words….. it has no name, but it is certain! Nature allows this to happen when the moment is right.
With this energy comes a disregard for status, or in his case, courage. They met so hard on the slope of the embankment, that they tumbled as one back down to the sand.
Seven years for so many things to keep this from happening, yet they did not happen. This happened.

They young man’s father had passed on, and the boy stayed with him until the last shovelful was placed on the grave. It was a good full life.
Weeks later, after all affairs were taken care of, he and his inheritance, a canoe, some leathers, two rifles and some supplies headed down the Shenandoah to a place that seemed fresh in his mind. He didn’t know if it was still something real, but he had to see. He had to pass that spot on the river on his way to cross the Missouri river. His father wanted him to see what was on the other side of the Missouri where they had never gone. Stories of great mountains and rivers, trees and new adventures.

First, the Shenandoah to see if he ventured on by himself, or with a partner.

Her father, the chief, after a few weeks of proper custom keeping, knew what he had to do. He and his wife did not want her to go, and after a time, didn’t want him to leave either. But, he was of the land, they were joined by the heart, so he joined them by the gods. She was his in the tribes mind, and in the young man’s mind, they were one together, partners about to begin an adventure.

Joy and heartbreak all at the same moment. It’s more than a mind can handle without expressing tears for both at the same time. The maiden knew she may never see her parents again. They knew that nature creates many different stories with as many beginnings, middles and endings as there stars. One can only hope that the beginning is good. This was a good beginning!

My stuff for you to enjoy.


The main menu is on the top right. Find the category you like and click on it.

New for today: Friday,12/25/2020.



My Music (just click on the title)

Remember, I have recorded at the highest MP3 so the load up fast, and sound good so use your best headset or speakers. They really do sound nicer.

Please share these so I can wish more people “Merry Christmas”!

My Christmas Music covers | Ronald D. Drobeck (


Grandma’s Upright Grand (a Christmas Story) | Ronald D. Drobeck



Ron’s World Famous Hockey Puck Brownies


Ron’s World Famous Hockey Puck Brownies


Preheat oven to 325 degrees (depending on your oven strength)

One pouch of Ghirardelli Triple Chocolate mix.

1/3 cup water

1/3 cup vegetable oil

1 egg

Mix with a strong whip or spoon.

Spoon evenly in 12 cup silicone muffin pan on cookie cooling rack for support. That way when you take them out of the oven, they are already on a cooling rack

Mine are the shallow ones. With the full cups, fill 2/3 full.

The recipe calls for 35 to 40 minutes and with the silicone pan

does use that much time. Begin to test with a toothpick at around 30 minutes until you establish the baking time in your oven.

When done, slide the silicone pan on to a cookie rack to cool completely.

Remove each puck when you feel that the chocolate chunks inside have set up a bit.

Enjoy! Each puck will be as chewy as the corner piece from a cake pan if it’s baked just right. rdd

Of course you can use your favorite chewy brownie mix. If you do, adjustments may have to be made in bake time. Sneak up on the finish! rdd