Friday, July 6, 2018

HOT Wichita Bluff Nature Area Walk Prior To Being HOT In Arizona

Around the noon time frame this first Friday of the 2018 version of July I decided some HEAT exposure would feel good in a place with little shade.

And so I rolled my mechanized wheels to the Wichita Bluff Nature Area to go on a HOT walk.

By early tomorrow evening any walking I do will likely be HOTTER than today's walking, because that walking will be taking place in the Valley of the Sun, which is in Arizona, which is a HOT location.

Nurse Canecracker informed me a few minutes ago, via Facebook, that a monsoon has been blowing and dripping in the east end of the Valley of the Sun. If there is some monsoon activity extreme humidity will likely be added to the Phoenix zone's HOT mix.

Regarding that photo you see above. I was sitting at a picnic table, under the shade of a picnic pavilion, looking northeast over the Wichita Bluffs. I have no clue what those rectangular stone formations are supposed to be. A fourth one is out of photo frame, to the left.

Tomorrow's weather prediction is for some possibly storminess. I hope this does not wreak havoc with my travel plans. I have a short, less than an hour, connect time to get from the little plane which takes me to DFW from Wichita Falls, to get on the bigger plane which takes me to Phoenix.

I suspect it will all work out. And if it doesn't, well whatever happens should be interesting. I like it when whatever happens is interesting...

Thursday, July 5, 2018

My Arizona Mom Did Not Shoot Her Son To Stay Out Of Assisted Living

I saw this early 4th of July morning on Facebook.

By noon I got email from one of my mom's four grandsons suggesting this may be some sort of cautionary warning about grandma.

I believe this Arizona shooting took place in Tempe. My mom lives in Sun Lakes, a short distance south of Tempe.

There has been talk about moving mom to some sort of assisted living situation. But, as far as I know, none of mom's sons are on board with such being a good idea.

I have been tasked with flying to Arizona on Saturday to help find some solutions to make mom's living easier. I do not think I need to worry about making sure mom is not hiding any firearms. Mom has never liked guns. Guns were never in our home growing up.

However, at times I wonder and worry that I do not know all which mom may be up to.

For instance, on my last visit I discovered an almost empty large bottle of gin hidden in the back of the lower shelf of mom's refrigerator.

Mom has never been a consumer of alcoholic beverages.

Except for the brief period of time when mom discovered getting free drinks whilst playing slot machines in Reno. I recollect at one point mom asking me if I'd ever had a root beer fizz. Which I learned was one of the "exotic' cocktails mom had discovered in Reno. When it was explained to mom these were alcoholic beverages that particular fad quickly faded.

Or so I was told.

But that bottle of gin had me wondering.

The day after I found mom's hidden bottle of gin Spencer Jack's grandpa and his favorite aunt Jackie showed up. I brought up the gin subject for the first time. Til then I had not mentioned my discovery to mom.

Mom acted all innocent, claiming no knowledge regarding the booze in her fridge.

Spencer Jack's aunt Jackie then came up with some sort of explanation explaining the mysterious bottle of gin as having something to do with David, Theo & Ruby's mother, who is also our little sister, Michele.

I soon gave up getting to the bottom of mom's gin mystery.

But, I am pretty much 100% my mom has nary a gun hidden anywhere,

I do not think any of my sane relatives have firearms.

However, one of our relatives with marginal personality disorder is known to keep a gun close by. This relative is a classic example of why we need stronger gun control laws so as to keep firearms away from the arms of such marginal personality types...

Wednesday, July 4, 2018

2018 Wichita Falls 4th of July Parade Extravaganza

The 2018 Wichita Falls 4th of July Parade is now history.

Today's 4th of July Parade in downtown Wichita Falls is the third one I have eye witnessed. This year's had the coolest temperature of the three.

The parade began right on time, at 9 this 4th of July morning, with soldiers marching the colors of the flags of the various nations stationed at Sheppard Air Force Base, complete with loud musical accompaniment. You can see and hear that below, via video.

Before the parade began, the crowd of parade viewers quickly grew. And waited. Above you see a quartet waiting in the shade, having themselves a pre-parade smoke of what appeared to be some sort of tobacco product.

Like we said, the parade began with dozens of soldiers in uniform, carrying flags. The parade viewers stood, many with hand over heart. No kneeling was seen. Though I may have been tempted to do so.


I have been to a parade or two where the passing paraders toss candy to the kids in the crowd. But I have never seen this done to the level I see happen in Wichita Falls. One nearby dad commented it is like Halloween without having to go through the effort of walking door to door.


What with all that candy being thrown about and so many people seeming to be having themselves a mighty fine time, the Wichita Falls 4th of July Parade has a sort of party feel. I've never seen so many people in a parade looking like they are having so much fun.


The parade viewers seemed to be having just as much fun as the paraders. Such as the lady above. She laughed a lot. The adult parade viewers had fun directing the kids to candy locations.


Red, white and blue seemed to be the dominant color theme.


Red, white and blue, along with multiple iterations of Uncle Sam, with the guy above being one of the best, riding on a rusted jalopy, which reared up and down as it rolled along.


And here we have a pair of red, white and blue grannies riding on the tailgate of a red USA pickup.


A red 65 Ford Mustang sporting the red, white and blue. My first car was a 1965 Mustang Fastback. A 65 Mustang is over half a century old. Yikes!


A collection of young Uncle Sams sporting more of that red, white and blue color motif.


This pair of older "Uncle Sams" pushed a sign which said "SUPER SAM & SAMANTHA: TRUTH JUSTICE AND THE AMERICAN WAY".


I think I recognized the people riding the above large Radio Flyer wagon. I am fairly certain they were red, white, blue and Browns.


One of the last entries in the parade was from the local Patterson Auto people, suggesting we PRAY FOR PEACE, with the message tacked to the side of a military vehicle.

And now that aforementioned video of Sheppard Air Force soldiers leading the Wichita Falls 4th of July Parade...

Tuesday, July 3, 2018

Jason Joey Samish Island Blackjack Flashback


The mysterious photo you see above arrived in my incoming email yesterday, that being the second day of July. The email was from Spencer Jack's dad, my favorite nephew, Jason.

The subject line in the email simply said "Samish Island Blackjack".

Blackjack is a gambling game played with cards, for you in the non-liberated part of America where gambling is banned.

Banned, along with a lot of other things. Like using cannabis oil for medicinal purposes.

I have long been perplexed how the parts of America most vocally verbalizing that land of the free concept are at the same time banning that which those in America who actually live in more liberated zones enjoy as a freedom, unlike those repressive, faux freedom spouting American locations, such as Texas.

And Alabama.

And others.

Who trumpet that land of the free concept whilst stifling freedom.

The parents of Texas kids suffering from ailments treatable by medicinal marijuana must journey as far as Colorado, currently, to get treatment for their kids.

This will soon change because a state closer to Texas than Colorado, progressive, liberal, Oklahoma has jumped on the medicinal marijuana bandwagon. A bandwagon ride sensible people logically take.

I digress, which I frequently do.

Back to the subject we started with. That photo above from Spencer Jack's dad.

In that photo, playing blackjack, we see Jason on the left, across the table from his little brother, my favorite nephew, Joey. I do not know who the other kids at the blackjack table are.

I believe that is Jason and Joey's mama, my favorite ex-sister-in-law Cindy standing to the right of Jason. Directly above Jason that looks to be Audrey Van W. Next to Audrey is my dear old mom, who I expect to see on Saturday. Next to mom is my dear old dad. Next to dad is Marie Y. I suspect this gambling operation is taking place at the home of Glen and Marie Y, what with Jason indicating this blackjacking was taking place on Samish Island.

I am guessing this photo documented blackjack game took place in the early 1990s. Joey appears to be about the age his nephew, Spencer Jack, is now. As in ten years old. Or is Spencer 11 now? Time flies and I lose track of it...

Monday, July 2, 2018

Imaginary Fort Worth Political Cartoonist Returns Home


Yesterday in the Seattle Times I saw that which you see here, an article titled More of everything: David Horsey returns to a changed Seattle.

David Horsey is a Pulitzer Prize winning political cartoonist who, when I lived in Washington, did his political cartooning for the Seattle Post-Intelligencer.  And then, apparently, six years ago, Horsey left Seattle to do his political cartooning in Los Angeles. I do not know if after I left Washington Mr. Horsey went to cartooning for the Seattle Times, but I do know he has now returned to Seattle to do political cartooning for the Seattle Times.

And in this current Seattle Times entry Horsey did some political cartooning in video form in which he reflects on what has changed in Seattle in the six years he was out of town.

I know how that is, the reflecting on the changes after being gone for awhile. Last summer I saw Seattle for the first time in nine years. And was sorta of shocked by some of what I saw. Such as the large homeless encampments looking like tent campgrounds, sprouted beside the I-5 freeway, viewed like a dystopian nightmare as one slowly drives through downtown Seattle.

In his reflecting about the changes in Seattle Horsey makes mention of the shocking homeless camps, and the slow traffic on I-5.

Horsey also makes mention of other things, such as all the construction cranes, the changed skyline, all the Amazon workers, that type thing. You can watch this David Horsey returns to a changed Seattle video embedded below, or by clicking the link above to go to the article.

But, what struck my imagination whilst seeing this was wondering what a Fort Worth Horsey would think returning to Fort Worth after a six year stint in Los Angeles.

Yes, I realize the idea that the Fort Worth Star-Telegram would have a Pulitzer Prize winning political cartoonist is a bit of a stretch, but stay with me here.

So, when that imaginary Fort Worth political cartoonist left Fort Worth six years ago the Trinity River Vision had not yet quite become America's Biggest Boondoggle.

I think it was around six years ago that the Boondoggle's J.D. Granger breathlessly announced that the Trinity River Vision was bringing the coveted sport of wake boarding to an urban venue in the form of the Cowtown Wakepark.

That imaginary Fort Worth political cartoonist would return to Fort Worth to find the Cowtown Wakepark has long been sunk by incompetent management and an idiotic business model. Sort of a metaphor for the Trinity River Vision, which in 2018 is now known as the Trinity River Central City Uptown Panther Island District Vision, in addition to its accolade as America's Biggest Boondoggle.

When that imaginary Fort Worth political cartoonist left Fort Worth six years ago the Boondoggle's bridges had long been part of the cloudy Trinity River Vision. They were then called "Signature Bridges". That imaginary political cartoonist would likely return to Fort Worth assuming those make believe Signature Bridges were now a reality, connecting the Fort Worth mainland to an imaginary island, with that imaginary island being imagined whilst he was in Los Angeles.

But, as I mentioned a couple days after I experienced a Fort Worth Drive By America's Biggest Boondoggle Embarrassment those bridges, bizarrely named, by the Boondoggle "Panther Island Bridges" do not exist, after four years of construction, all one can see is a HUGE construction mess with multiple V-piers in various stages of teeter tottering. So much so locals have taken to referring to the Stonehenge-ish eyesores as the Yeehaw Seesaws.

When that imaginary Fort Worth political cartoonist left Fort Worth six years ago the downtown Fort Worth park celebrating Fort Worth's heritage, appropriately named Heritage Park, was a boarded up, cyclone fence surrounded eyesore. Six years later Fort Worth's heritage is still being celebrated in boarded up, cyclone fence surrounded fashion. Yet one more visual metaphor accurately representing the Fort Worth reality.

When that imaginary Fort Worth political cartoonist left Fort Worth six years ago the town's few tourists were still being confused when trying to find where Sundance Square was, with most thinking Sundance Square was the parking lots located by a big mural celebrating the Chisholm Trail. Well, that imaginary political cartoonist would return to Fort Worth and discover those parking lots have been turned into an actual little square, called Sundance Square Plaza.

When that imaginary Fort Worth political cartoonist left Fort Worth the town had no modern public transit system, other than a primitive bus system using primitive buses. While Los Angeles was busy building miles of light rail mass transit, that  Fort Worth political cartoonist would return to Fort Worth to find downtown Fort Worth still sporting Molly the Trolley. An Australian bus converted to look like a trolley.

When that imaginary Fort Worth political cartoonist left Fort Worth the town's downtown had little construction happening, with very few construction cranes. Such was still the case six years later, with a downtown skyline little changed.

Horsey returned to Seattle to see part of the downtown transformed by Amazon. And other corporations. That imaginary Fort Worth political cartoonist would return to Fort Worth to find Radio Shack's corporate headquarters turned into a county college.

Perhaps most horrifyingly that imaginary Fort Worth political cartoonist left Fort Worth when the locals still considered the Trinity River a dangerously polluted river one did not want to get wet in, or eat fish one caught in the river. And now, six years later, part of America's Biggest Boondoggle consists of hosting Rockin' the River Happy Hour Inner Tube Floats in that polluted river, hosted at an imaginary pavilion at an imaginary island.

Horsey returned to Seattle to find a downtown with multiple grocery stores, department stores, vertical malls, dozens of new restaurants, light rail running under downtown via a tunnel. Meanwhile that imaginary Fort Worth political cartoonist would return to Fort Worth to find the Star-Telegram touting the amazing opening of the downtown area's first pharmacy. And would soon notice that downtown Fort Worth still has no grocery stores, department stores, and few new restaurants. Or one of those new-fangled light rail transit things running under downtown Fort Worth.

But, like we said, there is Molly the Trolley to take you around downtown Fort Worth.

We could go on and on here, mentioning other things unchanged in Fort Worth in six years. Such as the town's parks for the most part still not having modern facilities such as running water and restrooms. But an unseemly number of outhouses. And that Fort Worth streets still, for the most part, lack sidewalks.

But, we will end here, with that aforementioned embedded video of that aforementioned Horsey political cartoon video...

Saturday, June 30, 2018

Families Belong Together Protesters March Across America Including Mount Vernon


That which you see above showed up a few minutes ago on Facebook.

Apparently my old home zone of Mount Vernon was one of the 700 some American cites where protest marchers marched today.

The Texas town I am currently in, Wichita Falls, did not have a protest march today, that I know of. However, tonight there will be a candlelight vigil type protest in Lucy Park protesting the sad state our sad nation has sunk to.

Treating asylum seekers like criminals.

Kidnapping babies and children from their parental units and then keeping them in cages, with apparently no record keeping keeping a record of what baby belongs to what parent. Or where the baby is being caged.

I have not heard from anyone in the Skagit Valley today, so I don't know if I know anyone who was protesting in downtown Mount Vernon. I suspect Nurse Canecraker was likely there, possibly along with Betty Jo Bouvier, Honey Lulu and Maxine.

Spencer Jack and his dad were likely busy today in their Anacortes restaurant and thus unable to protest.

Mount Vernon has a long protest history, going all the way back to the Vietnam War. During that war a group of peace protesters assembled every Wednesday at noon at the Skagit Valley Courthouse, pretty much the same location as those protesters you see in the above photo.

Those Skagit Valley Peaceniks kept up the Wednesday vigils after the end of the Vietnam War, with the protest morphing into an ongoing protest against the military industrial complex and the resulting war machine.

I do not know from personal observation if the Skagit Valley Wednesday Courthouse Protests continued into this century. But I suspect they have, what with America being pretty much at perpetual war, to various degrees, this entire century.

I do not think I will go to Lucy Park for tonight's candlelight vigil. Bug biters, like mosquitoes, are out in full force at that time of the day...

Friday, June 29, 2018

Another 100 Degree Wichita Falls Day With Lily Pads

I do not remember any 100 degree days last summer in Texas. I do remember multiple 100 degree plus days in Arizona last summer. And late last spring.

This year, before summer even made its arrival we went over 100 at my Texas location.

And in May I got blasted over 100 in Arizona. If I remember right it was a record breaking 105 one day in May in the Valley of the Sun.

On Wednesday, when I drove to the DFW zone, I stupidly turned my A/C off. The temperature that day reached 107 according to one of my heat measuring devices. When I re-entered my abode, some time after 5 in the afternoon, the interior temperature was 93. It took awhile for the air condition to condition the air to a comfortable level of cool.

Today is another day where we are scheduled to go over 100. Around 11 this morning, when the air was still relatively cool, at 90, and with a strong wind blowing, I opted to roll my wheels on the Circle Trail to Lake Wichita.

The past few times when I have rolled to Lake Wichita I have noticed lily pads popping up in a creek which feeds into Lake Wichita.

Today those lily pads had greatly increased in numbers, and a couple of them were spouting lilies.

In the above photo you see my handlebars looking at some of those aforementioned lily pads. The handlebars are on the bridge the Circle Trail crosses soon after it leaves the top of Lake Wichita Dam.

The blooming lily pad is too small to see clearly in the above photo. Let's zoom in for a closer look.


I have zero clue regarding the botanical facts regarding lily pads. As in what causes them to suddenly be so prolific? Is this sprouting of so many lily pads indicative of the relative purity of the water from which they are sprouting?

Or do lily pads thrive in relatively polluted water?

I suspect lily pads do not thrive in polluted water. I have never seen a lily pad adding color to the Trinity River as it slogs its way through Fort Worth...

Thursday, June 28, 2018

Fort Worth Drive By America's Biggest Boondoggle Embarrassment

Til yesterday it had been several years since I have been at the heart of America's Biggest Boondoggle, also known as the Trinity River Central City Uptown Panther Island District Vision.

I think it was February of 2015 I first saw ridiculous signage touting "Panther Island Bridge Construction Underway".

And now, years later, the imaginary "construction" zone is a HUGE mess of uncompleted construction.

Except for this million dollar absurdity you see here, an aluminum homage to a trash can at the center of an un-landscaped, un-completed roundabout.

Why would anyone with any common sense think it a good idea to install this "work of art" early on in a construction project, which now, years later, appears to be stalled in dawdle mode? If I remember right a celebration ceremony was held for the unveiling of this aluminum embarrassment.

Driving through the heart of America's Biggest Boondoggle is a baffling experience, when one realizes how many years this mess has been an ongoing eyesore and traffic nightmare.

And seeing those infamous bridge V-piers in various stages of "construction", rising helter skelter across the landscape I could not imagine where the flood diversion ditch will be dug in this mess.

A few illustrative photos documenting the current state of those bridges which began being built almost four years ago, with what at the time seemed a ridiculously long four year project timeline.

And now, almost four years later, below is what you see of America's Biggest Boondoggle's bridges.


Above we are looking at a couple V-piers awaiting concrete, while in the background we see some V-piers which have had some concrete added, yet remaining held up by supports, I assume the supports are to keep the Yeehaw Seesaws from teeter tottering.


I was unable to get a good photo of the roadwork which has been built in the area of the V-piers. I could not tell if this road work is the approaches to the bridges, or what. With a quick drive by I was not able to make any sense of the various construction elements. It just looked like a big mess.


I did see what I assume to be bridge workers working on one of the V-piers. No clue what they were doing. Possibly spraying rust inhibitor on the rusting re-bar or wood preservative on the wood elements which have been exposed to the elements way longer than any legit building engineer would have deemed appropriate.

How many more decades are the Fort Worth locals going to tolerate hosting America's Biggest Boondoggle?

Space Force's Donald Trump In Fort Worth Walmart With Betsy Price

On Wednesday, which was yesterday, I found myself in the Beach Street Fort Worth Walmart.

I was barely inside this particular Walmart when I heard a loud speaker speaking loudly.

This seemed not to be my usual Walmart experience.

A second or two later I found myself asking a fellow Walmarter what was going on with all this loud speaking.

My fellow Walmarter told me she thought there was some sort of celebrity posing for photos with TV news people.

I ventured in the direction of the loud speaking and soon found myself able to take the photo you see above.

One of Donald Trump's best friends, and possible former girl friend, Fort Worth mayor, Betsy Price, posing with what looked to be some sort of caricature of Betsy's best friend in his Space Force uniform.

There were multiple dozens of people attending this event. I have never seen so many cell phones held overhead in photo taking mode.

Apparently a lot of Fort Worth locals are thrilled to be in the presence of someone close to Donald Trump....

Wednesday, June 27, 2018

Arizona Pooling With Theo, Ruby & David

In a little over a week I will likely by at the location you see here.

Had I planned it better I could have been at this location last week and had myself a mighty fine time pooling with my nephews, David and Theo, and niece Ruby.

That would be Theo on the left with Ruby in the middle, in the water. You can figure out which one is David without further instruction.

The location we are looking at here is the backyard of David, Theo and Ruby's aunt Jackie and uncle Jack in Chandler, Arizona.

My expected next opportunity to possibly see David, Theo and Ruby is next October when the trio take their parental units to Mexico City, followed by a stay in Anaheim in order to go to Disneyland with their aforementioned aunt Jackie and uncle Jack.

During that October time frame I will be spending the majority of the month in Arizona. It is only a short drive from Phoenix to Los Angeles. I'm sure David, Theo and Ruby's favorite grandma, Shirley, will be up to a road trip and a Disneyland visit. Grandma has never been to Disney California.

I'm sure the twins and David would love to take grandma on their favorite Disney rides...