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Jun26

06/26/2020

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Good Morning.
Well, the I.C.U.’s in the area are 80% full as this pandemic numbers continue to climb.
So, don’t wear your mask anymore …. the cost of all this care and the deaths are going to happen anyway since we can’t get the ‘No Mask Asses’ off the street and out of our stores.
I’m seeing more now, but our stores, mayor and governor are demanding it.
Still, some just stare as if you can’t see them.
Texas is having the same problem.
You can’t fix stupid, and I’ll bet the ‘no mask assess got other success problems and troubles because there is a whole parts of their thinking process not working.
So like the surprise birthday party that infected 8 people who then infected 10 more and now the grandfather is barely hanging on in the hospital …. go ahead, let’s lessen our medical costs by getting our Covid 19 sensitive people dead more sooner than later.
To the ‘no mask asses’, I’m being facetious (oops, I mean I’m kidding about the no mask)
We here might be negative or have anti-bodies already, but we still wear the masks in public to protect you, ourselves from other things you are sneezing out, and protecting your children and elderly.
I wear a different mask in my yard when I’m raking because the dust here is full of nasties. I wear another kind of mask in my shop where I finish wood, sand, and when I spray insecticide around the yard.
I worked for a spray pilot as his spotter, and have been an exterminator, and I’m still standing!
I wash my hands after my dogs rolled in the dirt and poop, and this morning all of my keyboards and stuff got the ultra violet treatment.
I had a yearly exam of my vascular system at the VA this week.
We happen to love life and want to be around longer.
And Kathy is a nurse exposed to everything in a nursing home.
We are NOT in the ICU so far.
Enough for this morning.
I do not intend to insult or talk over anybody’s head.
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Jan8

Last of the Peppermint Stick

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Last of the Peppermint Stick

 

Good Morning,

I can’t remember if there was an occasion that brought out this childhood joy, but I think more often than not, it happened on Lawrence Welk night!
You could see the Admiral from the small dining room table when it had the leaf on the room side flipped up and you put the back down on the first lazy boy in the small living room on 1st St.
Grandma Anna would come out of the kitchen with a cold box, presented on a tray. I don’t know why!
I think, for a grin and the drama.
I’d lean so close to watch that I had to be told to “get off the table!”
It was Neapolitan Ice Cream in a box.
A crazy time for me. These people never adventured!!!!
She’d lay that box open to the pink/chocolate/white (what my mind at that age saw)
Then, so we could bear witness, she slice it so we all get some of each color, down the middle and begin to divide it in perfectly equal portions for all of us, with always the slightly larger mistake end to the grandpa.
Didn’t care!
Seems a little strange that I should ask you if you remember Lawrence Welk night, as I sit here this morning satisfying my craving for Peppermint Stick ice cream this January 8th morning.
All of this is to remind you that Peppermint Stick ice cream is quickly disappearing with the season!
We’re on our last box, so get out there and check the shelves at your grocery!
A smart grocer would use it as a loss leader and advertise, “Last load of Peppermint Stick ice cream folks!”
And then add as a postscript.
First load of Chocolate Mint is arriving, January 14th!”
Make room! rdd

Aug30

08/30/2019 Time to Harvest some thoughts.

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Good Morning.
Read the posts, read the news.
FOX stuck on the same few people again. Round and round we go.
Today, I’m thinking about American farmers.                            
I think it was triggered by the empty shelves in Florida where the hurricane preparations are taking place.
The food chain is a dynamic thing and we must be smart enough to support the farmers closest to our own. Especially when it’s under attack by ignorant politicians connected to big money and politics, and a world taught to grow things better, with our help.
I’m not there nor am I a farmer, but I drove the roads, saw the cycle of growing food supplies, met the people and went to school with the kids that were agriculturally oriented.
Each farm is a manufacturing ‘plant’ with individual style.
They maintain their own equipment with well worn hand me down tools and assimilated hand me down skills, taken for granted and carried for a lifetime no matter where they go.
The educated ones improve their land, don’t waste, don’t pollute, and think ahead constantly. From farm to farm, you can see management differences and skill, failures and successes.
I don’t live there at the moment, but I do go back to visit and am forced to re-absorb.
A little slower pace, a familiar palette for my eyes and ears, the roots that grow steeples, corn, silos, green everything that has a purposeful life circle.
I miss that!
I have to consciously downshift from my protective city attitude to recalibrate so, in a few days, I can become comfortable and enjoy a dose of real earth time, surrounded by dirt instead of concrete.
I have to say … it’s good for the heart. rdd

Jul2

Proper Bitching

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Instructive Creative Writing:
Proper Bitching

You’ve agreed to meet somebody 15 minutes from your home, you start early to make sure you are there when they are.
Over time, the occasional tardiness due to traffic, lights etc. is expected and met with understanding.
In more time, you notice the irregularity in their arrival times growing from five minutes to seven minutes until one day, after waiting twenty minutes, you call to make sure they weren’t in an accident.
The phone call comes back, “We’re on our way!”
Ten minutes later they arrive.
I waved, received my passenger, and drove away.
I was in no mood for conversation.
There are occasions when, if I had bitched, let’s say at the 15 minute mark, this 30 minute late mark, wouldn’t have happened!
Being nice and patient with people is a good thing … until it isn’t.
Sometimes I practice the art of ‘shut up’ and other tactical things that work to my advantage …, but in that bag, I have a special place for ‘Proper Bitching’!
When done right, it saves embarrassment, time, hard feelings, and mis-trust, far outweighing the mistake.
Having said that, I need to mention the nooooomerous times I hear them remark back “What’s amatter with him? He’s never like that!”
LOLOLOL … Yes I am! You just pushed too far. rdd

Nov3

Hey!!! I’m Not Brilliant!

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I’m not embarrassed to admit that I’m not brilliant! I’m not all that intelligently and physically endowed nor do I have a eidetic memory.
But, I am convinced that I am aware of what works and doesn’t work, know the difference between heart think and brain think, trust in physics and natures trends, am somewhat a natural engineer, artfully creative, and thirsty. 
All of these things together allow me to have a personality, protect myself and family, question all things, know morally right from wrong, and have the ability to create something from nothing with great enthusiasm. 
I’m extremely happy with this. 
I’m satisfied that many of you are more academic than me, and that I surround myself with ‘like’ personalities, maybe not exactly, but as a package, my equal.
I am also convinced that our numbers are diluted by an almost equal percentage of severely un-balanced leaky people. 
How do I explain why they are the way they are? 
I’m only guessing here, but an educated guess!  I think they are stuck (some of the essential pieces and parts are lagging behind) somewhere in the evolutionary learning curve that leads up to us! RDD

Jul29

Our National Anthem and Salute to Our Country

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Our National Anthem and Salute to Our Country

I have watched hundreds of interviews, both for and against the standing for our national anthem and the civilian salute to our flag.
I watch people stumbling around with their answers ‘for’ and ‘against’ during interviews.
So, here is my ‘no stumble’ opinion about our national anthem at sporting events.
And tradition has it, while “We the People” are all gathered here, we choose to share, and show our conviction and solidarity to OUR Constitution and great country, and salute the men and women who have spent their lives for this gathering at this moment.
WE STAND TOGETHER!!!!!
This is not the moment for any other kind of opinion or rally.(period)
You either stand with us or you are against us.
This is a ‘no choice’ situation.
If your owners insist on paying you to perform, then you can stay in the locker room out of our sight during OUR pledge.
You may stay out on the field and stand as a guest, ….. with a proper attitude, and your hands not signing, showing respect to us, and the country that is allowing you to perform. If you can’t show us respect….. stay in the locker room!
The Pledge of Allegiance or the singing of our National Anthem is not the place for you. Ronald D. Drobeck

Mar13

Question Quality (article)

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Find out what the professionals know!
Many of the old dependable standards of everything are no longer your grandfather’s standards.
Off the shelf products have been sold to large companies and then the quality has been reduced to meet marketing and profit demands.
Tires, batteries, roofing, furniture, ….. everything has been manufactured under specifications by the seller, not the original designer who designed and engineered to last and do what it was supposed to do!
Many of these products still have the original formulas and quality out there, but you have to search for it and don’t expect the retail price to be competitive!
Ask professionals who their suppliers are and what product you should use. If they will tell you!
I’m just sayin’, question the quality of everything and with your computer, ask the right questions to narrow everything down to the best you can afford!
It’s probably still out there, just not on the shelf two blocks away! rdd

Nov5

The I-10 Machine (ribbon of highway)

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The I-10 Machine

Good Morning. 11/05/2017
Three trips to and through the Phoenix area last week on the amazing I-10 grinder and it’s humans!
I don’t go west much from Tucson and from Tucson, I-10 Right is much different from I-10 Left.
When traveling I-10 Left, you actually travel farther and farther away from immediate help if you should need help.
I-10 Right increases in population radically and there are signs and warnings, constant construction and changes, overpasses and suddenness.
I am grateful that the Google lady grew up as the difficulty in finding baseball fields and addresses in Phoenix grew more difficult.
If I had driven alone, with no navigator, I would have had to take off two hours earlier as I slowly eliminated all the wrong turns possible and missed correct turns by being in the wrong lane with other vehicles obstructing quick decisions.
I mean, I would have made it except alone trips would have been more of baseball games. Win ….. lose. LOL
With my nice lady on Google, I had no fear of leaving the end of a game tired with a 1 hour and 45 minutes drive back to my own bed.
Listen to the nice lady…. LOL

May27

The Mumble Beneath the Street

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The Mumble Beneath the Street

 

At some point, when a government gets so big and handles so much money, little thief ethic groups that manage to get a job with them, steal a little. Then they find out they aren’t being caught and steal some more and don’t get caught. Then they lie to protect their great money making position with all of its benefits and notoriety.
When one finely does get caught out of carelessness and greed and the others see that they weren’t punished, they realize they are in a club of thieves and begin to protect each other, say ridiculous things, don’t do their job because they are enjoying the fine life of stolen tax money from the working class.
At some point they know they aren’t doing their job but don’t care.
The bottom feeders in the public that realize that the maze of government programs can’t be policed, so they begin to steal. The mass gets so large it’s like a voting school of fish. Waving and weaving they avoid the one being caught out of the masses of schools of fish, and they fuel each other with their own ‘media’, and religions of crutches and rationalization, and vote for the people handing out the cash. It becomes a way of life, and they spread the word to the other nations.
America is stupid and they hand out cash!
Then one day, an enforcer comes along………… and they hate him. Doh!
A flusssshhhhhhh, they scream as they try to fight the current, lose the battle, and go down the hole.
All of the bottom feeders begin to fade away as their food supply dwindles and quality of life goes down the tube too.
New, shiny men are back in power, the original ethic is re-instated much to the chagrin of the few left over snipers and screamers that cannot understand.
Things get better for the industrious class of inventors, artists, producers and gazers.
But, down in the sewer, in the dark, there survived the little stinky creatures, and they begin to multiply and mumble ………………. rdd

Apr1

Coffee

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Coffee

I’m trying to learn to drink coffee. I’ve never had a cup in my life. I was in the hospital for something in my early teen years and they tried to give me coffee with lunch and I threw up. So I’ve never been able to get it up to my mouth. I like the smell of it, but had this wall. I do drink black and green tea neat so I’m not going to sugar and cream it.
It’ll have to be straight.
Why at 67 would I do this you might ask?
Well, I’ve read, and it keeps coming up, that it is good for you, in moderation of course. It’s good for memory, and alertness and earth stuff.
So, here we go. I got the first sip down. It tastes a little muddy, but not disgusting sooooooooo……….
I’m trying to cut down on the soda for my caffeine. I’ve done that since I could afford my own and I’m on a diet again. The soda does not help.
I listened to everyone else’s groans about not having their coffee yet, and how much, and peeing…. and I need one more bitch and more excuses to use, so… lol ……………. I deserve this! rdd