Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Adolf Hitler Comes Back To Life To Attack Obama For Encouraging School Kids



I saw this Hitler YouTube video on Texas Sharon's blog and felt compelled to share. It is quite amusing. Well, amusing if you've been thinking the right wingers have gone into nutjob land with their bizarre over reaction to President Obama's TV speech to school kids where he had the audacity to suggest that kids work hard to do well in school.

I first heard the nutjobbers acting all wacky doodle over this earlier in the week on the Mark Davis' WBAP radio talk show. He was acting all livid. I could not figure out what Obama was going to do in schools that had Davis so outraged. I had to wait til I got back here and look at Fox News online and eventually deduced that it was the seemingly innocuous TV talk to kids that had Davis foaming at the mouth.

Anyway, the above YouTube video nails the absurdity of making so much ado about something so minor.

My Little Sister's Brady Bunch Expanding Tacoma Tribe

My little sister is a lawyer. She works for the state in Olympia, driving there from Tacoma. One would think this would keep her busy. But, somehow she finds time to take care of two poodles, named Blue and Max. Well, actually Max is part poodle and part who knows what. Blue is a purebred pedigree with a very condescending, dominating attitude towards Max, even though Max is about twice as big as Blue.

Blue and Max have been going through a period of medical problems requiring multiple surgeries. Both are recovering well. But they are still being restricted in their movements.

Prior to my visit (for a month) last summer, my sister had taken in a couple of foster kids, Emilie and Abby. Emilie and Abby had gone to live with their grandparents by the time I arrived. That month last summer was the longest I've spent with my little sister since she was a little baby. I had no idea she was so tightly wound. I always thought she was like me. Easy going, with a highly evolved sense of humor and a tolerance for differences.

Instead, things like repetitive noises, or even the soothing sounds of a waterfall, could set my sister's last nerve on edge. And she's very particular. She has some sort of watering fetish. Even though she lives in the wet northwest, she pours absurd amounts of water on plants that don't need so much. I pretty much grieved for the poor drowning tomatoes I watched struggling so hard to stay alive under the daily flood of too much water.

I used to grow huge tomato plants that produced huge red tomatoes, when I lived in Washington.

I also used to BBQ a lot. I have all sorts of BBQ techniques to get chicken nice and brown and BBQed. Or pork chops totally smoky and well done. Or steak flipped over and over again til it's perfectly BBQed. When I was at my sister's I was forced, against my better techniques, to grill steak at an extremely high temperature and forbidden to flip the meat. The predictable result. Burnt steak. After the burnt steak incident I refused to BBQ chicken unless I was allowed to BBQ it my way. I did so, and when it turned out tasty I was asked to BBQ chicken again, using my perfected technique.

If only I'd been able to save the tomatoes.

So, after seeing what a tightly wound operation my sister's house is, I could not fathom how kids were added to that mix.

And then she got Evie. Everyone loves Evie. Evie does look like a fun kid. She's about 2 years old and reads at an 8th grade level and regularly wins legal debates with my sister.

Then a couple weeks ago a little boy, Marley, was added to the mix. Marley looks to be about 1 or so. Marley arrived right when Blue and Max were having really bad woes.

And then last week Trey was added. Another little boy, the same size as Marley. So, now the boys outnumber the girls for the first time in that house. I think this is a good thing. There was a distinct need for more testosterone in that abode.

You should have seen my little sister trying to use power tools to do something simple like remove a screw. She suffered the humiliation of me doing it for her.

Humiliation? Yes. The basic Zeitgeist whilst I was in that house was that I was inept at all things, constantly having shortcomings pointed out to me. It was exhausting. I regularly have nightmares about those drowning tomatoes.

Walking & Fishing At Village Creek Natural Historic Area

Village Creek Natural Historic Area is more historic than it is natural. It is the location where one of America's biggest Indian villages existed, prior to Texans moving into the neighborhood.

Indian Village was an agricultural, trading center where various tribes converged to exchange goods. These tribes were rather peaceful. Til invaders starting causing trouble for them.

As you can see, we are still green here in north Texas. This grass is not irrigated. I don't know why it is still green. Other summers, by this time of the year, nearing fall, all would be brown. But, despite the ongoing drought there is still a lot of green out there.

I saw something at Village Creek today that was both cute, yet a little disturbing. A stroller, with baby inside, was parked on the north dam bridge. Two kids sat on the dam bridge, dangling their feet over the edge, while their mom, I assume it was their mom, held a fishing pole out over the water.

It was at this precise location I saw my one and only Garfish. And my one and only Water Moccasin. Both at the same time. The Garfish was on the side of the dam bridge where the mom was fishing, the Water Moccasin was on the other side. What if mom hooked a Garfish? The water is so murky you can not see what lurks beneath the surface.

I watched The Grapes of Wrath last night. I wondered if in these troubled times mom was trolling for fish to feed her 3 kids? The kids did not seem hungry like those poor kids in The Grapes of Wrath. And they seemed to be having a real good time fishing with mom. There are no do not eat the fish warning signs that I've seen along Village Creek. I can not imagine it being a good idea to eat anything caught there, though.

Emery Orto Is Too Fat To Fly Southwest Airlines

That is Emery Orto and his wife, Clara, holding their Southwest Airlines tickets.

Emery and Clara had flown to Las Vegas from Chicago's Midway Airport, 4 days prior to this picture being taken.

Emery and Clara had no problem on the flight to Las Vegas, but after 4 days of Vegas buffets, when Emery tried to return home, Southwest Airlines would not let him leave because he had become too fat to fly.

Emery is about 6 feet tall and weighs around 350. So, he is a big guy. But too fat to fly? I know women who are way fatter than Emery and they are allowed to fly. However, I do not know if they buy extra seats to hold their girth, or not. Or if they try to fly on Southwest Airlines.

Emery says, "I was halfway down the ramp to my airplane when the woman who took my boarding pass grabbed me and asked if I could sit in an airplane seat with the arms folded down."

Southwest Airlines customer size policy says, "The armrest is the definitive gauge, as it serves as the boundary between seats."

Emery said, "I told her, yes, I could sit with the arms down and that I had flown many times and never had a problem. The airline employee then told me, 'You're not going to fly on this plane today.' I said, 'What did you just say?' and she said, 'You're not flying on this plane today.'

"I asked the woman why she was embarrassing me and humiliating me in front of all these people waiting to get on the plane. I admit that I was upset. I didn't threaten anyone, but I raised my voice so that I could be heard."

Emery was told he was being belligerent, "And that's when the airline employee called her female supervisor, who arrived with four male employees. She told me that if I didn't leave I would be arrested. I shut up right away when I heard that, except that I asked if we could get our baggage that was on the plane, and we were told not until we found our way back to Chicago."

Emery and Clara asked if they could at least get their medications out of their baggage. They were told, no.

A spokeswoman for Southwest Airlines claims Emery was given the option of buying an additional seat, next to his seat, for half price. Clara said that this was not true, that no such offer was made.

Emery and Clara walked the terminal, not knowing where to go, when they stopped another Southwest Airlines employee and asked him for help.

"I explained the situation to him and he told me I didn't look too large to fly. This was a really nice man, and he basically took us by the hand and brought us through the airport to a United Airlines reservations desk."

According to Emery, the reservations agent at United took one look at him and said he wasn't too large to fly.

"They had two seats available for $400 each, and I said, 'Praise the Lord.'"

The United plane took the pair of beleaguered Southwest Airlines victims to O'hare International Airport where they had to find ground transport to get them to Midway Airport where their car and baggage was.

In a parting shot, Emery said, "We're 62 years old, and I couldn't help thinking how even older people would deal with this problem. I've flown to New Orleans, Miami, Los Angeles and never had a problem. I never even had to use seat-belt extensions. And if they have a policy, why not follow it and let me try to sit in the seat with the armrests down? They never let me do that."

Well, it seems to me Southwest Airlines has some explaining and apologizing to do. Along with offering the Ortos a free trip, or two.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

A Concerned Citizen In Arlington Fears Jerry Jones, The Dallas Cowboys & Arlington May Try To Steal Her Home

Over the past 4 or 5 years I've gotten a few messages from those directly affected by the abuse of eminent domain that was perpetrated in Arlington, with the city in cahoots with Dallas Cowboys owner, Jerry Jones, to force thousands from their homes, destroying hundreds of homes and apartment buildings and businesses.

The City of Arlington, via Mayor Chuck Cluck, has said there will be no more use of eminent domain in Arlington for the Dallas Cowboys and their stadium. It took awhile, but those who helped Jones perpetrate this, well, crime, came to realize, to many observers, it gave Arlington a big black eye.

This morning I heard from a Concerned Arlington Citizen, worried that Jones has his sights on her husband's old family home and the land it sits on. I told the Concerned Citizen from Arlington that Arlington has said no more eminent domain use to get land for the Cowboys. I assume this to be true. I know that Jones has had to buy land for more parking lots the old-fashioned way, by negotiating a deal with the owners, rather than forcing them out via eminent domain.

I have seen the property that Jones is buying for more parking lots. You can see there are a couple holdouts, with most of the land razed, the holdouts stand out.

All those people remaining in that area used to live in a fairly quiet neighborhood. Now a gigantic, futuristic space ship, that looks totally out of place, has plopped down as an unwanted neighbor, making the residents nervous and feeling insecure in their homes.

The Concerned Citizen from Arlington feels Jones will get his due when he stands before God and hears "what you did to the least among you, you did unto me." And then shoves the man to hell.

Below is the message from the Concerned Citizen from Arlington (and Rome) Texas...

We have heard that Jones and his cowgirls want more land near the stadium for parking, even after buying out and bulldozing homes on Webb Street near the stadium, very recently. We live very close to the stadium about a block from it, in my husband's old home - the one he grew up in and of course don't want to see our old street turned into an ugly parking lot. However, if we have to move we will, but only for the right price for our home and land. Do you know if there are any more plans for the acquisition of more land for parking?

We hate the stadium and all that it represents - greed, selfishness, power and corruption. In my opinion Cluck, the chicken man, (you know, cluck cluck, it's what chickens do) should be in jail along with the rest of the Arlington City Council, and as for Jones, well he'll get his some day, either before or after he stands before GOD to be judged.

Concerned citizen, Arlington/ROME, Texas

I Am Not An Alcoholic, But I Know A Few

Recently one of my corespondents verbalized concern that a mutual acquaintance had developed a bit of a drinking problem. This particular individual with the drinking problem feels that alcohol helps overcome introvertedness in social situations.

I have been in social situations with the individual in question and I can say without a doubt that the consumption of alcohol does not make the individual more acceptably sociable. What it does is create the illusion that the individual is interacting more successfully with his fellow humans.

A couple drinks of alcohol a day is supposedly healthy. According to those who should know, over 14 million American men regularly knock back more than a couple drinks a day.

If you let your thirst for this medicine reach the 5 drinks or more a day level, you are in danger territory.

You will be hurting your liver, with cirrhosis a likely result. It takes 5 to 10 years of abusing your liver before damage sets in. If you stop with the excess booze, your liver can recover.

Another way too much booze can kill you is driving drunk. That happens way too often. And way too often it is the drunk driver killing another person.

Alcohol is a factor in 4 out of 10 violent crimes. So, if you drink too much you are much more likely to get murdered or murder someone.

Chronic heavy drinking enlarges and weakens your heart muscle. You'll start to swell up because of retaining water, your other muscles will start wasting away. The damage may repair itself if you stop drinking.

If you are an extremely heavy drinker, as in an average of 12 drinks a day, for over 25 years, you will likely develop Wernicke-Korsakoff Syndrome where the drinking causes a B vitamin deficiency, which causes Wernicke's encephalopathy to develop. This is a degenerative nerve disorder that messes with your ability to concentrate, balance, awareness of your surroundings, paralysis of your eye muscles and eventually it will kill you, but likely not before you also develop Korsakoff's Syndrome. That's where you can not recall old information or understand anything new.

So, there you have it, all you drunks out there. Several reasons to get off the sauce. Or at least cut back, way back.

Casinos in Texas, Oklahoma & Washington

I do not know if they still exist, but at one point in time 2 of the Indian tribes that still exist (in small numbers) in Texas, opened small casinos. The state of Texas did not like this. I do not know if Texas was successful in shutting the Indian casinos.

Other states that long ago tried to shut down Indian casinos found themselves on the losing end of court battles with the tribes, like my old home state of Washington. Eventually the state gave up, with the result being there are now Indian casinos all over the state, pretty much every Indian Reservation has at least one casino.

That is an Orca (Killer Whale) jumping out of the water in front of the Tulalip Casino in Marysville. This casino has some very well done water features. For more pictures and a list of the Washington casinos, go here.

In Washington, like Oklahoma, there is a lot of land set aside as Indian Reservations. Texas solved their Indian problem by either killing them or running them out of the state, with a few very small reservations. Some of the famous Texas Indians, like Quanah Parker, kept up contacts with Texans, even while living in Oklahoma.

All the states bordering Texas allow casinos. The 5th largest casino in the world is just across the border, in Oklahoma, that being WinStar World Casino. It would seem that an awful lot of Texas money leaves the state and ends up in Oklahoma, New Mexico, Louisiana and Arkansas. There are attempts to allow casino zones in Texas. The Fort Worth Stockyards is suggested as one location. I've seen what a casino can do for an area. I think it would be a good thing for Texas to legalize casinos.

But, then again, if Texas legalized casinos it would likely destroy the border casinos, like WinStar and Choctaw Casino in Durant and Kiowa Casino, just north of Wichita Falls. It'd likely be hard on all those riverboat casinos in Shreveport/Bossier City in Louisiana.

Oklahoma has an incredible number of casinos, as in dozens upon dozens. Go here to see a list of all the casinos in Oklahoma.

Many of the Washington casinos have added large hotel type resorts to their casinos, just like WinStar World and Choctaw Casinos have done in Oklahoma. The revenue from the casino resorts has made the tribes in Washington much more prosperous.

However, if I were the dictator I would have never allowed casino gambling anywhere but Nevada. I used to really like going to Nevada. It was like a whole different type world as soon as you crossed the border. All that neon and the clink clink clink of slot machines virtually everywhere. Nevada ceased being unique well before I moved to Texas. The Skagit Valley, where I lived, even back then, had 2 large casinos. Now they are much larger, and totally Nevada-like. Slot machines were allowed after I moved to Texas. Those really amped up the popularity of the casinos.

So, now that the casino lid is totally off, for the most part, Texas really should join the club and stop sending all that money to the bordering states.

Deep Fried Butter Wins 2009 State Fair Of Texas Big Tex Choice Award

That is Twisted Yam on a Stick looking tasty in the picture. The Twisted Yam did not win the 2009 Big Tex Choice Most Creative Award. That honor went to Abel Gonzales and his Deep Fried Butter on a Stick.

The Twisted Yam on a Stick would seem to be a more nutritious choice, but the Deep Fried Butter likely tasted better. Who does not like butter on toast?

Fernie's Deep Fried Peaches & Cream won the coveted Best Tasting Award. One judge wanted to kiss the Deep Fried Peaches because it looked so good. This delicacy is made by frying peaches that have been dipped in a batter flavored with ginger, cinnamon and coconut, topped with raspberry sauce with a scoop of vanilla frosting on the side for dipping purposes.

The Deep Fried Butter comes in 4 flavors. Just plain ol' butter. Or butter seasoned with garlic, grape or cherry flavors. Yum.

Deep Fried Butter is not the first time Abel Gonzales has won a Big Tex Choice Award. He has also won Best Tasting titles for Texas Fried Cookie Dough and Deep Fried Peanut Butter, Jelly and Banana Sandwich. He has previously won the Most Creative title for Deep Fried Coke.

It was win #1 for Fernie's Deep Fried Peaches & Cream creator, Christi Erpillo. The Peaches & Cream were her 5th attempt.

The State Fair of Texas starts up in Fair Park in Dallas in a couple weeks, running from September 25 through October 18, giving you plenty of time to pack on plenty of pounds eating plenty of the Big Tex Choice Awards goodies.

Monday, September 7, 2009

Beach Street Pipeline Stealing Trinity River Water On Public Parkland

Months ago when I hiked to the Tandy Hill's zone Chesapeake Energy operation I was surprised to see 3 big pipelines running through a culvert, under the freeway, to the Trinity River, to suck water for the drilling operation.

Seeing this perplexed me. How does one get permits and permission to do such a thing? Water is a precious commodity here in drought-stricken North Texas.

Then I remembered why Mike Moncrief was installed as mayor of Fort Worth. He's an oil man. With vested interests in all the drilling companies poking holes in Fort Worth to get at the Barnett Shale natural gas. In other parts of the world this is what is known as a conflict of interest. In other parts of the world it can get you jail time. Anyone heard of the Teapot Dome Scandal?

I parked on the north end of the Beach Street Bridge across the Trinity River, stopping to take some littler pictures. And then I saw something even more interesting. A pipeline was running under the Beach Street Bridge. I followed that for a bit, then realized it was not heading to the river. So, I went the other direction, towards Gateway Park.

In the above picture you see the pipeline going under the pedestrian bridge that connects Gateway Park with the Trinity River Trails.

The pipeline comes out the other side of the pedestrian bridge, then heads down a steep, roughly made "temporary" road, made to facilitate moving what is at the end of the pipeline.

At the Trinity River's edge sits a big diesel pump. At the time I saw it it was not pumping, but it reeked of diesel.

A skirt of some water-stopping material formed a barrier around the pump, I assume to try and keep spilled diesel out of the river. How does a private business get the permission to do something like this on public land? What would happen if a private citizen, for some random reason, built a road on public land, to put a diesel pump near the river, to run a pipeline so he could get water for free?

Tons Of Litter Dam Up The Trinity River In Fort Worth

A couple days ago I drove the Beach Street Bridge across the Trinity River and looked to the east, towards Gateway Park and the dam that serves as a pedestrian bridge to see an astonishing amount of litter trapped by the dam.

That "IT'S TIME TO TEAM UP TO CLEAN UP" sign, asking people on the trail to "Join us on Sept. 19," overlooks the aforementioned astonishing amount of floating litter. I've no idea how a mess like this can get cleaned up. I suppose using the usual method used here we'll just wait for the next flood to hopefully flush it downstream, maybe all the way to the Gulf of Mexico.

I saw a lot of people biking the Trinity Trail today. This reminded me I need to get my bike fixed. I also saw several people fishing. I don't know what one does with fish one catches in this river.

Earlier today I read an article titled "New girl's take on Skagit County" in my old hometown online paper, by a girl new to the valley and the paper.

Her editors told her to go explore the valley and then write about her impressions. At one point she saw a lot of people on a sandbar on the Skagit River. Looking at it through her Kansas girl's eyes, she thought they were swimming.

Upon further investigation she was to learn that a lot of people spend a lot of time on the river. Fishing. The salmon runs have been strong this year. Salmon are healthy to eat. There are no warning signs on the Skagit River advising you not to eat the fish. There is also very very very little litter.

The Kansas girl also made note of being impressed by mountains and blackberries growing along the roads. I meant the blackberries grow along the roads, not the mountains. Then again, in places, the mountains do pretty much grow along the roads. If I ever move back I will never take all that free fresh fruit for granted ever again.

As soon as I parked, to walk down to the Trinity River litter, I saw something else that interested me. A couple months ago one of my Fort Worth blogging partners heard there was something fishy going on near the Beach Street Bridge. By the time I got there I saw nothing fishy.

But today I did. See something fishy, I mean. It's material for another blogging. To be written as soon as I hit the publish button on this one.