Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.

In an effort to promote my health and well being, I decided, after watching the Bee movie, to eat more honey. Actually, more honey implies that I eat some honey now but that’s not so. It has been refined sugar and nothing else for some years. 

I have been eating peanut butter on my toast for a few months now to load me up with a little  protein and a dollop of fiber. After a while, like any dish, a steady diet of this stuff takes on a blah taste.

I added honey this morning to the PB and toast and it brightened things up considerably in the taste department.

I soon discovered, however, that the toast needs to remain in the horizontal position at all times. Deviating even half a bubble off of level results in the honey running off the edge of the bread and making a god awful sticky mess, esecially if you wear a goatee or a long sleeve shirt . 

I wonder if the chunky version of PB would hold the honey a lttle better. The chunks might serve as little dams, so to speak, on the toast, resulting in a more pleasant dining experience. Maybe tomorrow I’ll try that.     

Scott McClellan

A former white house staffer has published a tell all book about, what else; the White House and George Bush.  In this book, the gentleman makes some allegations which may or may not, be true. True or not, the charges will cause sales of the book to be in the zillions.  It’s too bad literary agents didn’t exist when Judas ratted out his boss, that guy could have made a million shekels instead of a lousy 30 pieces of silver.

Speaking of books.  In Indiana, we find a plodding would be journalist who wrote a book about traveling around the country with his wife, Susie. There are no scandalous revelations in the book although the author did spill his guts about some of Susie’s odd habits. Nonetheless, almost everything in it is true and, at last count, sales of this priceless tome numbered only in the hundreds.

Maybe this hapless Indiana author, instead of traveling the country with his mate,  should have traveled with the POTUS.

Danica Patrick

The big question about this week’s Milwaukee IRL race is not who is going to win the contest but rather what Danica might do to Ryan Briscoe.  Sighhh.

 When is the media going to find out the following:

1. A lot of people like their heroes to be real, not manufactured.

2. Danica is in the same fix as Barack: All hat and no cattle.

 

 

 

Oh puleeze.

Hilary Clinton, being the insensitive and racist person that she is, referenced the shooting of Robert Kennedy in June of 1968 in one of her campaign speeches as an example of candidates staying in the race until the end. 

Barack Obama supporters immediately took this as a reference to the spectre of Barack being shot and demanded an apology which she promply gave.  Her apology was just as illogical as the Obama supporters statements in the first place. Oh, I almost forgot. Of course, the Rev. Al Sharpton was offended as well.

This is an example of what our world is going to be like if Mr. Obama is elected. No one will dare say anything even remotely related to him or his presidency because of his skin color.

I have no idea what the late night comedians will do for political content. No more skits entitled ’great moments in presidential speeches’, that’s for sure.

Proper English.

For some time now, I have been studying the title of this WebLog;  ‘Good Times and bad’ . I like it; its concise and gets to the point rather quickly but there is one caveat.

I am working on a new book to be called ‘Good Times and Bad’ and I’m concerned that a tiel like that ain’t exacly good english so I am considering changing it to ‘In good times and bad’. 

If there is anyone out there reading this, what do you think?  

Gas Grill safety.

This morning on the CBS morning news, the show featured a segment on the proper operation of a gas grill.  I thought it a tad bit of overkill until I remembered that a license to operate a gas grill in not required in our country. Perhaps it was a good idea for our gas grill challenged populace.

The safety demonstration man got started. Check for gas leaks by pouring soapy water on the propane tank. Clean the grate so that you don’t infect your guests with botulism. Then it was time to cut to a commercial. That was the end of the safety tips.

10 minutes to Wappner.

An overload of information.

It was announced a few days ago that Senator Ted Kennedy is suffering from brain cancer. The news media, specifically the CBS morning news, in its pursuit of providing us with more information than we can ever possibly digest,  made much of this and showed us a mock up display of Mr. Kennedy’s head with a cutaway view of his brain. The offending cancer was depicted by a red pulsating light located near the ‘left parietal lobe’.

Just what I wanted to know. Tellin me the Senator had Brain cancer was not enough. They had to show me in graphic detail what they were talking about. I’m certain all of their viewers went away much more educated on the brain although I was reminded of an episode with a cell phone sales lady as I watched this.

In an effort to ascertain the capabilities of the service, I asked the lady if the cell phone  would work in Northern Idaho, one of the most isolated spots we have been in. 

“I don’t know, let’s check the map.” She said, turning to her computer and bringing up a map of the United States in different colors depicting the stength or weakness of the service.

She studied it for a minute or so and then turned to me.

“Exactly where is Idaho, anyway?”

I think its somewhere around the left parietal lobe.

The Reverend Al.

This is the initial entry in my new category; ‘A look at the morning news.”

This did not occur this morning but I have been saving it for a week or so because it needed to be commented on. (No matter how I hard I try to stop, ending a sentence with a preposition must just be in my blood. It feels so good.)  

Reverend Sharpton owes the IRS a million and a half dollars. He says that the government is harrassing him because he is a prominent civil rights leader.

Gaaaaahhhh.  What made him a prominent Civil Rights Leader? If anyone else, with the possible exception of Willie Nelson, tried this, they’d be in jail or would have long ago had their bank accounts raided.

Talk about your double standards.   

Posting to blog.

When we got home from Texas, we made the decision to drop our landline phone and get by with our cellphone and its 900 anytime minutes. We may have to revisit that decision in the future because we used almost a thousand minutes last month.

Because we have the rollover plan, we had built up a pretty hefty bank of minutes because we didn’t talk so much while we were in Texas and I figured we would behave in the same manner once we got home. Nope.

Anyway, since we had no landline, I had no way to use my dial-up service and the web log suffered the consequences. Some people might say “How is that?” but to those people, I say ‘Pffffffhhhhhht’. 

We decided to buy an air card, a device which, when plugged into a USB port, allows us access to the internet. My old laptop had only one USB port and I hated to tie it up with the Air card so I was flummoxed to say the least.

What to do? What to do? Then, out of the blue, a solution. Buy a new laptop. That’s not totally true. This solution wasn’t really out of the blue. I had been considering it for some time but the money angle kept the new laptop on the back burner. That same money angle also kept us from buying Susie a new camera, something she needed while we were in Texas. So many birds and all we had was a camera too heavy and too complicated for her. Ah, well. such is life. We got bird pictures, its just that some of them were fuzzy.

Then, George Bush came to the rescue with his economic stimulus package. According to all the publicity, 1200 bucks was on its way to our mailbox.  If we played our cards right, we could get a new laptop and a new camera.

Some detailed perusing of Consumer Reports combined with a modicum of shrewd shopping and we came in just under the 1200 with a fancy refurbished Dell Laptop and a Fujifilm 10 megapixel camera with a 12x optical zoom.  Unfortunately, Our economic stimulus dollars ended up in India and Japan, probably not exactly what George had in mind.    

Oh well, we were paid back in spades for our exercise in gloabal economics. We got a letter from Uncle Sam informing us that we were to be the lucky recipients of a 600 dollar check, the amount arrived at by employing a complicated formula.

Whoa, all of a sudden, we were 600 dollars short in paying for our new purchases.    Now what? 

 

My initial impulse was to go back to work. I even sent out some resumes but no one was very interested. I had a nibble on a I.T. contract but they didn’t want to accede to my time off requests. All I wanted off was the month of August and maybe a week or two in June, July and September. Then, of course, I would have had to quit in October so we could head south for the winter.

We next considered a garage sale, perhaps.  This is still an open option. Its just that the stress of getting ready for a sale puts some internal pressures on our marital bliss.

There’s also the possibility of collecting aluminum cans; 76 cents a pound and it only takes 35 cans to make up that amount. Let me see;; 600 divided by 76 times 35. That’s a helluva bunch of cans. Does anyone out there know someone who drinks a lot of beer? 

 I guess we could also dip into the money set aside for our old age. On second thought,  Make that, our old, old age, I think we’re already old. 

Long story short, I’m ready to revive the web log as I sit here at our dining room table working on my shiny new 17 inch laptop.  I noticed this morning that there are now over 3 million bloggers on WordPress alone. There was less than a million when I stated this maybe a year and a half ago. That’s a lot of stuff to look at and I have looked at a lot of them.  Everything under the sun is covered by these guys and it doesn’t leave me much to talk about

Because of this, I am rethinking my blog a little bit. When we’re traveling, there’s usually something interesting to add but while we’re in Indiana, I can’t just always talk about my garden. Well, I guess I could sometimes but not always.

Instead I am going to add a category or two and I’ll get started on that shortly. Right now, I’m going to stop and save this before I lose the whole damn thing.

For God’s sake, let’s get this election over.

We suffered though several weeks of the Democratic presidential campaign while we were in Texas and damned if we don’t get back to Indiana just in time to listen to the same thing all over again.

I’m sort of sick of the whole thing but I am glad to hear that I can vote in the Democratic race in the morning and then maybe I can do the republican slate in the afternoon.