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
New Taxes and Laws Custom Made for Each of You
(The ratchet and pawl)
The mental state of our congress today is to pass laws that continually tighten the controls on the people with laws that encroach on every area of your life. Eventually, there will be so many laws that just stepping out of your house and breathing the government’s air will be against the law unless you’ve paid an oxygen consumption tax. Do not become a ‘special needs’ breather.
Get ready for the dog doo doo laws (guess what?), fishing tax, driving laws, drinking laws, making too much money laws….get the idea. We already have these.
What’s worse is, the senate has tried to pass laws to prevent us from the changing the laws once they’re passed. Of course this is unconstitutional and probably would not stand up in court, but with the new ‘puppet’ judges that have been appointed, who knows?
The mechanism in the picture is called a ‘wheel and pawl’.
A ratchet is a wheel with teeth that lean one direction, creating a catch pocket for the lever’s (called a pawl) opposing tooth to fall in to, and lock. When the wheel is turned, the pawl’s catch drops in the next space, which locks the wheel one more ‘click’ in that direction. Notice, there is not a way to undue the click! This wheel can only advance in one direction and has no mechanism to reverse the direction.
Picture each tooth on the wheel as a law. Picture the movement of the wheel as a law being passed. As the law is passed, there is a click each time the pawl’s tooth falls into the next space. Each time you hear a ‘click’, another law has been passed, and cannot be taken back.
Every time someone says “there should be a law against that”, no matter how petty, they are expressing the desire to remove another freedom from someone. Sooner or later, there will be laws that affect you and your way of life.
Wherever there is a cache of money or a wealthy money circle, there are eyes watching it, within and without, watching its edges as it passes looking for a way to remove some of it to their own resources.
The largest of these is what the government likes to get into through very slowly manipulating laws, breaking them down to create weak spots, making up expenditures that somehow, left-handedly siphon funds to favors and friends, short and long term.
And if they can do it quietly, I guess that makes them a little better thief (at least in their own mind). Always follow the money with a purpose, or just don’t care! It’s up to you!
It’s pretty simple and you can count on it! rdd
I suspect that people who don’t agree with me are strange in other ways too! rdd
My muse was loaded and threw one at me while shaving today. I never know. I think she thinks she owes me one……… or maybe wants one up.
I needed it……. the shave. It’s 2pm and I should sit and relax for a bit, but I notice my ears were getting’ woolly and I don’t need my grand girls telling me I have hair in my ears again.
I was given this new multi-bladed hybrid razor for Christmas. It’s the best razor I’ve ever had I believe.
Why, I could take my truck on a cross country drive, and with some water and face butter, be clean when I got there.
There by the bridge at the south end of the lake. You know the one that has the dead tree that hangs out over the water off the point where the kingfisher has perched and hunted for years.
He was there 35 years ago and he was still there year before last.
I hollered across to the other side, “what’s happening?”
Whomever it was said, perch are bitten strange, but they’re bitten.
I bought a license when I came into Chamberlain earlier. Just in case I wanted to stand on that concrete block and fish for the fish De jour.
I didn’t use it so my license is fresh and I am excited. It’s one of my favorite spots, since I was old enough to drive. I could disappear there for a whole day, come home after dark and nobody even knew I was gone.
So, one pole, a nice light one with 6lb. Spin cast with the rod about six and a half feet long, a little limber.
I had a little shovel so I stuck it in the mud from the recent rain and found exactly the wiggly I needed. There were hoppers everywhere but I thought I try a thin worm first.
I rigged with a split shot and tied the line straight to the hook. “Biting strange” meant touch, feely.
I looked down at the water and saw that it was the time of the year when the water was running out enough to drift a worm over the top of the weeds that hadn’t reached within a foot of the surface yet, and were swaying with the surge. And you can see dark spots where you’d like that split shot to take it down until it disappeared.
It descends until a perch spots it and interrupts the drift of the line. Then a light pull up with the index finger….. No shoulder for this. Touchy, feely….. And if you didn’t get him, let it go and voila!!!! You made him mad and got him.
So, I’m standing there shaving in Tucson, watching myself fish at the bridge…..
…and I’m taken to another thought.
Gees I wish my kids were here to have this fun. Jaime loves to fish, Jesse, Brian and Scott. Kathy needs to be sitting there to watch what was happening.
All the while this is going on…. I’m shaving, Kathy’s watching the kids have a blast and get to live in my memory with me for a bit.
And my old mind moves back to a tricky spot to shave, now turn on the vibration for it’s final cut, rinse and dry. My CPAP is going to stick a little better tonight! LOL
I like this to happen, but we moved far away, my kids have grown and are dealing with middle adult life, money, sick kids, corporate disconnect, groceries and all of the stuff.
I don’t live in their back pockets. They don’t need my wild imagination and enthusiasm when their butts are draggin’ and they have their own little circle of timing and plans.
So kids, I just took you away to my land of dreams for the afternoon.
It was a carefree afternoon of fishing with honkers sounding and flying near.
I hope I was able to help, …………………
while I got a nice clean shave.
I know where you am
on my shirt,
on the counter
and on my hand!
I’m in no hurry to get to what is called paradise or heaven.
I find life now exciting, an adventure every day, a cause to exercise ‘will power’, creativeness and the joy of some indulgent, earned rewards.
I use plenty of memories I didn’t enjoy as an example to weight myself today, a wind to lean against, lessons to use.
And, I have a definite anger for those that cut me short. I will never let people do that to me again. Too many times!
…… If there was a thing that I could change as I was forming myself, it would be: (I didn’t intend to write this verse….. It just fell out that way ….. it happens!)
Promise to Myself:
To be stronger at capturing my dreams,
and surround myself with the people that are that way too.
They are not all ‘exactly’ as I.
By our nature, that would not do!
It’s the pursuit, the reaching, and the moving on.
I met a few and unconsciously migrated toward them.
Now I know why,
….. many are gone.
Wisdom takes a long time for some!
….. and I’m late, late, late.
….. so 2018 here I come
….. me being me,
We Made It Through December
I remember one of the first few Christmases in Tucson. We had just run out of disposable funds about a week before Christmas.
I mean, we were holding our own, the bills were paid, there was just no extra. And I don’t remember the exact evening, but I did have a couple of bucks so I bought an Arizona lottery ticket, and I stayed up to watch the numbers, which I seldom do.
You know, sometimes people think I’m a little lite on the religion side.
Well, there’s plenty of that goin’ on already.
As for me, that night when we hit 4 and it might have been 5, numbers, I woke Kathy. It was going to be around $1800.
All of my life, I’ve felt something was watching over me. Things seemed to happen ‘just in time’ or ‘right place at the right time’ or something on my shoulder slapping my hands when I was about to make a mistake. I freely talk about it to the right people. Today I call it my ‘Muse’ whom I tease and taunt constantly. lol And sometimes…. I think I get paid back for that! lololol
But that evening and through the night I hardly slept.
And the next day, I don’t think my feet touched the ground. I took off early and went down to the lottery place and turned in my ticket.
The lady left my sight and came back with the cash (maybe a check) I think. Of course, I had to sign several times here and then there.
Anyway, 4 kids had a wonderful Christmas morning, we paid a few bills and I was left with a feeling…. I mean, within 4 days of Christmas, we were taken care of. What were the odds?
I didn’t get wordy in my thoughts. I just said ‘Thank You’ silently a hundred times.
It’s a kind of grateful that will make your nose run every time you think about it.
I got something in my eye right now.
Merry Christmas to all, Ron
So here’s Ol’ Merle Haggard tellin’ his story. It was an easy one for me to do …… we made it through December. rdd
If We Make It Through December (a Merle Haggard cover) Just click on the song title… rdd