Saturday, May 10, 2008

A fine old American political tradition

















It is easier than we think to settle the Democratic race between the junior Senator from Illinois and the Shrew. Just set up a duel. If it was good enough for one of the Founding Fathers, then it should be good enough for them!

There are even rules. Dig this:

Code Duello: The Rules of Dueling

Reprinted from "American Duels and Hostile Encounters," Chilton Books, 1963. The Code Duello, covering the practice of dueling and points of honor, was drawn up and settled at Clonmel Summer Assizes, 1777, by gentlemen-delegates of Tipperary, Galway, Sligo, Mayo and Roscommon, and prescribed for general adoption throughout Ireland. The Code was generally also followed in England and on the Continent with some slight variations. In America, the principal rules were followed, although occasionally there were some glaring deviations.

Rule 1. The first offense requires the first apology, though the retort may have been more offensive than the insult. Example: A tells B he is impertinent, etc. B retorts that he lies; yet A must make the first apology because he gave the first offense, and then (after one fire) B may explain away the retort by a subsequent apology.
Rule 2. But if the parties would rather fight on, then after two shots each (but in no case before), B may explain first, and A apologize afterward.
N.B. The above rules apply to all cases of offenses in retort not of stronger class than the example.
Rule 3. If a doubt exist who gave the first offense, the decision rests with the seconds; if they won't decide, or can't agree, the matter must proceed to two shots, or to a hit, if the challenger require it.
Rule 4. When the lie direct is the first offense, the aggressor must either beg pardon in express terms; exchange two shots previous to apology; or three shots followed up by explanation; or fire on till a severe hit be received by one party or the other.
Rule 5. As a blow is strictly prohibited under any circumstances among gentlemen, no verbal apology can be received for such an insult. The alternatives, therefore -- the offender handing a cane to the injured party, to be used on his own back, at the same time begging pardon; firing on until one or both are disabled; or exchanging three shots, and then asking pardon without proffer of the cane. If swords are used, the parties engage until one is well blooded, disabled, or disarmed; or until, after receiving a wound, and blood being drawn, the aggressor begs pardon.
N.B. A disarm is considered the same as a disable. The disarmer may (strictly) break his adversary's sword; but if it be the challenger who is disarmed, it is considered as ungenerous to do so.
In the case the challenged be disarmed and refuses to ask pardon or atone, he must not be killed, as formerly; but the challenger may lay his own sword on the aggressor's shoulder, then break the aggressor's sword and say, "I spare your life!" The challenged can never revive the quarrel -- the challenger may.
Rule 6. If A gives B the lie, and B retorts by a blow (being the two greatest offenses), no reconciliation can take place till after two discharges each, or a severe hit; after which B may beg A's pardon humbly for the blow and then A may explain simply for the lie; because a blow is never allowable, and the offense of the lie, therefore, merges in it. (See preceding rules.)
N.B. Challenges for undivulged causes may be reconciled on the ground, after one shot. An explanation or the slightest hit should be sufficient in such cases, because no personal offense transpired.
Rule 7. But no apology can be received, in any case, after the parties have actually taken ground, without exchange of fires.
Rule 8. In the above case, no challenger is obliged to divulge his cause of challenge (if private) unless required by the challenged so to do before their meeting.
Rule 9. All imputations of cheating at play, races, etc., to be considered equivalent to a blow; but may be reconciled after one shot, on admitting their falsehood and begging pardon publicly.
Rule 10. Any insult to a lady under a gentleman's care or protection to be considered as, by one degree, a greater offense than if given to the gentleman personally, and to be regulated accordingly.
Rule 11. Offenses originating or accruing from the support of ladies' reputations, to be considered as less unjustifiable than any others of the same class, and as admitting of slighter apologies by the aggressor: this to be determined by the circumstances of the case, but always favorable to the lady.
Rule 12. In simple, unpremeditated recontres with the smallsword, or couteau de chasse, the rule is -- first draw, first sheath, unless blood is drawn; then both sheath, and proceed to investigation.
Rule 13. No dumb shooting or firing in the air is admissible in any case. The challenger ought not to have challenged without receiving offense; and the challenged ought, if he gave offense, to have made an apology before he came on the ground; therefore, children's play must be dishonorable on one side or the other, and is accordingly prohibited.
Rule 14. Seconds to be of equal rank in society with the principals they attend, inasmuch as a second may either choose or chance to become a principal, and equality is indispensible.
Rule 15. Challenges are never to be delivered at night, unless the party to be challenged intend leaving the place of offense before morning; for it is desirable to avoid all hot-headed proceedings.
Rule 16. The challenged has the right to choose his own weapon, unless the challenger gives his honor he is no swordsman; after which, however, he can decline any second species of weapon proposed by the challenged.
Rule 17. The challenged chooses his ground; the challenger chooses his distance; the seconds fix the time and terms of firing.
Rule 18. The seconds load in presence of each other, unless they give their mutual honors they have charged smooth and single, which should be held sufficient.
Rule 19. Firing may be regulated -- first by signal; secondly, by word of command; or thirdly, at pleasure -- as may be agreeable to the parties. In the latter case, the parties may fire at their reasonable leisure, but second presents and rests are strictly prohibited.
Rule 20. In all cases a miss-fire is equivalent to a shot, and a snap or non-cock is to be considered as a miss-fire.
Rule 21. Seconds are bound to attempt a reconciliation before the meeting takes place, or after sufficient firing or hits, as specified.
Rule 22. Any wound sufficient to agitate the nerves and necessarily make the hand shake, must end the business for that day.
Rule 23. If the cause of the meeting be of such a nature that no apology or explanation can or will be received, the challenged takes his ground, and calls on the challenger to proceed as he chooses; in such cases, firing at pleasure is the usual practice, but may be varied by agreement.
Rule 24. In slight cases, the second hands his principal but one pistol; but in gross cases, two, holding another case ready charged in reserve.
Rule 25. Where seconds disagree, and resolve to exchange shots themselves, it must be at the same time and at right angles with their principals, thus:If with swords, side by side, with five paces interval.
N.B. All matters and doubts not herein mentioned will be explained and cleared up by application to the committee, who meet alternately at Clonmel and Galway, at the quarter sessions, for that purpose.
Crow Ryan, president, James Keough and Amby Bodkin, secretaries.

ADDITIONAL GALWAY ARTICLES
Rule 1. No party can be allowed to bend his knee or cover his side with his left hand, but may present at any level from the hip to the eye.
Rule 2. None can either advance or retreat, if the ground be measured. If no ground be measured, either party may advance at his pleasure, even to touch muzzle; but neither can advance on his adversary after the fire, unless the adversary steps forward on him.
N.B. The seconds on both sides stand responsible for this last rule being strictly observed; bad cases having accrued from neglecting of it.

The Irish Code Duello was followed to the letter by most gentlemen duelists of the Emerald Isle, but was often altered to suit the notions of contestants in England, Europe, and America. For example: although the Clonmel rules specify that the challenger is to choose the distance, it was the challenged, Bainbridge, who was given the privilege. It will be recalled that it was Stephen Decatur who insisted on the murderous distance of four paces when he acted as the second for Bainbridge in his duel with James Cochran at Malta.

I guess the hard part would be to get the duelists from Florida and Michigan to follow the rules so their duels would count!

Tuesday, May 06, 2008

Once again, I am a bad person

22,000 inocent people are killed in Myanmar, but does my heart go out to them? No. All I care about is the fact that the typhoon wiped out huge areas of rice production. Now, food prices will go up yet again. Honestly, I am starting to worry about the future; things like this tend to start revolutions. And, with one notable exception, revolutions kill more people than they help. First, a revolution kills the "oppressors," then those opposed to it. Then it turns on itself, and the real killing begins. Oh, and the bystanders. It kills them, too.

Worst. Patron. Ever.

And you thought you had bad patrons at your library...


Thursday, April 24, 2008

Lest we forget...


What being a librarian is REALLY about...fun!

One Smashing Event

TV Turn Off Week celebrated

by Kelly GrinsteinnerAssistant Editor
Published: Thursday, April 24, 2008 6:10 AM CDT

HIBBING — It’s obvious that Summer Campbell isn’t afraid of heights.

On Wednesday afternoon, the sixth grade student at Lincoln Elementary School was lifted more than 65 feet into the air by truck bucket. Below her, a large bull’s-eye was painted on the avenue.

Traffic along 21st Street between Fourth and Fifth Avenue had been rerouted to accommodate the TV stunt. With all her might, and a little assistance from Public Works employee Jon Blazina, Campbell hurled the TV set to the ground.

The TV set — as predicted — broke into several pieces.

Similar to a pinata, the “guts” of the TV had been taken out and replaced with treats and small toys. All those present made a mad dash for the goodies once the TV set hit the pavement

“That was awesome,” said Campbell, once her feet were back on the ground.

The first-of-its-kind event was organized by the Hibbing Public Library, which is celebrating national TV Turn Off Week, April 21-27.

The stunt was thought up by Children’s Librarian Chuck Bell. The aim was to give kids and families the opportunity to get out and away from the TV.

“TV is predictable,” he said when asked the message of the event. “While you never know what can happen at the library.”

Campbell was chosen as the TV tosser through an essay contest. All kids in grades three through six were eligible. To enter, kids had to write a one-page essay on “Why Books are Better than TV.”

“I really like books,” said Campbell when asked why she entered. “Books, to me, are like an adventure. I also like to write.”

She said the essay was easy to pen, adding that she also likes to compose songs and write poems.

Campbell’s entry was chosen by a committee of librarians from a few entries. Bell said they would have liked to receive more, “but the ones we got were stellar and hard to choose between.”

He went on to comment on Campbell’s essay.“She did her research,” said Bell. “ Each point she made was backed up by a book or genre reference. I was impressed.”

The TV-avoiding festivities continued inside the library. There, several local groups and organizations manned booths to promote their activities.

That was in addition to family-oriented programs and entertainment including a puppet show, a medieval combat demonstration and karaoke.

Bell explained that he was first exposed to the TV Turn Off concept while serving as a librarian in Wichita, Kan. He had wanted to introduce it here, hoping simply to draw attention to it.

“I saw the need for something unusual, something that would really get people talking,” he said. “I wanted buzz about the event. While brainstorming, I remembered a radio station that allowed people to throw watermelons off their broadcast tower and I thought, ‘why not TVs?’”

TV Turn Off Week was started in 1994 by the Center for Screen Time Awareness, as a way to promote activities that involved anything but the television.

The Center, according to its Web site, provides information so people can live healthier lives in functional families and vibrant communities by taking control of — rather than being controlled by — the electronic media in their lives.

Bell said he’d deem the event a success if, three months later, people are still talking about it and wondering what will happen next year. He also confirmed Wednesday that plans are being made for more TV smashing in 2009.

“Absolutely, and promotion will start earlier,” he said. “I want to have a greater ‘block party’ atmosphere, with concessions and entertainment.”

From the Hibbing Daily Tribune, April 24, 2008. More pics to come!

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Another useless test!

The fact that I took this one proves several things:
1. I have way too much time on my hands.
2. I miss my old video game consoles.
3. I miss the old video arcades.
4. I love taking these useless tests.
5. Too much pop culture can make you stupid.
6. I'm old enough to remember these characters!



What Video Game Character Are You? I am Mario.I am Mario.


I like to jump around, and would lead a fairly serene and aimless existence if it weren't for my friends always getting into trouble. I love to help out, even when it puts me at risk. I seem to make friends with people who just can't stay out of trouble. What Video Game Character Are You?

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

That's what its all aboot!

What American accent do you have?
Your Result: The Midland
 

"You have a Midland accent" is just another way of saying "you don't have an accent." You probably are from the Midland (Pennsylvania, southern Ohio, southern Indiana, southern Illinois, and Missouri) but then for all we know you could be from Florida or Charleston or one of those big southern cities like Atlanta or Dallas. You have a good voice for TV and radio.

Philadelphia
 
The West
 
Boston
 
The South
 
The Northeast
 
The Inland North
 
North Central
 
What American accent do you have?
Quiz Created on GoToQuiz

Thanks, Charlie Brown!

Well, we certainly felt needed yesterday, when the line was out the door for tax forms!

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Yeah, baby! Yeah!

Now THIS is what I call air superiority! Cue "Imperial March..."

How to win an election

OK, compared to John McCain, Hill and Barry are rank amateurs. If he can pull this off, McCain is poised to show he can promote the economy before he is even elected. The gas prices hit everybody and McCain, if successful, will prove that he is willing to take in less money for the government AND give us a break (small, yes, but a break nonetheless).

Politic. Presidential. Conservative.

Monday, April 14, 2008

Flood!

Okay, there is 34 inches of snow on the ground. Add to that temperatures in the 50's with sun for the next week. Canoe, anyone?

Sunday, April 06, 2008

Then again...


If Minnesota were a girl, she'd be called a "tease." At this moment, there is 12 inches of snow on the ground and it supposed to snow for another 20 hours. It will begin to warm up again in the next few days, so will begin what my buddy Deane calls "The Season of Mud."

UPDATE, 4/11/2008: Another winter blast today, 10 more inches with blowing and drifting snow. I was supposed to go to a conference today, but there is no getting out of Hibbing. Maybe tommorrow.
Total snowfall since April 6: 36 inches.

I'm starting to think I live in Narnia, where it is "always winter but never Christmas."

Thursday, April 03, 2008

Fiddy

Yep, 50 degrees and sunny here in northern Minnesota. If you ignore the big piles of snow (resulting from all the plowing and shoveling), it seems like spring has arrived.

Monday, March 31, 2008

'Cause the Brits don't understand art


A Picaso adorning a common bedroom in Britain should not be all that surprising. Rowan Atkinson made a joke of it in the film "Bean" by having the main character keeping "Whistler's Mother" on the wall of his flat.

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Grimmy loves Spongebob!


I've been a big fan of "Mother Goose and Grimm" since the '80's; I've even got a Grimmy plush. But now I like him even more! Check out the show he's watching!

Saturday, March 22, 2008

Back in the SCA

In 1996, I walked away from the Society for Creative Anachronism, vowing "Never again!" Well, never say "never."

After leaving, I spent many more years in medieval re-enacting. I performed with the Order of St. Sebastian, did foam fighting with my buddies Jeff and Allen, and served as Lord Chamberlain to the Royal Court at the Great Plains Renaissance Fair. I had been a fighter in the SCA and whenever I went to an event where there were fighters, I would stop, watch and have a mighty internal struggle over getting back out there. Just before I moved, I went to a fighter practice in Wichita and put on loaner armor. After several minutes of being humiliated and reminded of how out of shape I was, I had two marshals and a knight tell me that, if I wanted to, I could authorize easily. And after nearly 13 years!

Cole and I moved up here to northern Minnesota and looked around for fun in garb. The only game in town was the SCA, so we met the folks and joined up. I am now the group marshal and should have a complete set of armor within two weeks. Our friend Sven is now here as well and he is an authorized fighter and armor maker.

Let the beatings begin! The Kingdom of Northshield is not as restrictive in it's crown list rules as the Middle Kingdom, so my hope is to enter Crown Tournament next year. I do not believe for one moment that I could win. It is for the honor of fighting for my lady. I hope I can make her proud.

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Thursday, March 13, 2008

A sincere apology

Politicians are into this, so why not?

Once upon a time, I wrote smack about a co-worker who owned a monochromatic aloha shirt. I felt such a thing was an abomination before God and man. Well, now I own one. What a hypocrite!

Sorry, Sheldon. I'm a bad man...

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Monkey of Doom

Hey, anthropologists! What species of primate is this?

Spring is in the air!

Wow, my first spring in northern Minnesota! After 4.5 months of really, really, REALLY cold weather, we are enjoying a day with both sunshine and air temperatures above freezing. MMmmm...slushy...

Monday, March 10, 2008

Well, I can believe it.

"I don't know how somebody who is in second place is offering the vice presidency to the person who is first place."
The Junior Senator from Illinois, about his opponent

She can because her arrogance is unmatched, which deludes her into thinking that she is in the lead. To her you are Al Gore, an annoying little parasite that should be moved down the hall before you REALLY get in her way.

I'm just saying...

Thursday, March 06, 2008

To boldly catalog...

Spock knows how hard we librarians work!

Freedom of Speech? Not if you don't agree with me.

I am so angry about this. Never mind the topic. What this woman is saying is, essentially, "If you don't toe the line and agree with what I am saying, then you don't get a voice." Quoted from the article:

"Meteorologists are among the few people trained in the sciences who are permitted regular access to our living rooms. And in that sense, they owe it to their audience to distinguish between solid, peer-reviewed science and junk political controversy. If a meteorologist can't speak to the fundamental science of climate change, then maybe the AMS shouldn't give them a Seal of Approval. Clearly, the AMS doesn't agree that global warming can be blamed on cyclical weather patterns. It's like allowing a meteorologist to go on-air and say that hurricanes rotate clockwise and tsunamis are caused by the weather. It's not a political statement...it's just an incorrect statement."

How dare you, Dr. Cullen. If you were to have your certification or degree pulled because you spoke against "conventional wisdom," you would be screaming your head off about the loss of your constitutional rights.

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

Seat Florida and Michigan delgates? No.

Primaries are not about democracy or the "will of the people." They are about membership in political parties. Political parties are, believe it or not, private organizations that can make their own rules. So, as a society of rule and law, it is important in the United States that the rules are followed and that rule breakers are punished. Democrats in Florida and Michigan broke party rules by holding primaries early. Their delegates should not be seated nor should they be allowed a "do over." Their votes were not political enfranchisement, but party procedure.

So, Hillary, shut up and prove to the world that a Clinton is able to follow the rules.

A fond "Farewell" to the King of the Geeks

Gary Gygax has died. A sad day for us who became true geeks playing his game. I was there near the beginning, when "elf" was a player class and the only alignments were good, evil, and neutral. Monty Haul, White Plume Mountain, Tensor, "throw the thief in," all rangers wore green cloaks. What kind of monster is that on the cover of 1st edition Monster Manual? "You know, Lake Geneva is only 3 hours away!" Greyhawk, my kind of town.

Thanks, Gary. It was fun.

Tuesday, March 04, 2008

From the state that brought you Howard Dean...

...comes an amazing tale of wasted time and money, voter ignorance, poor planning, bad publicity, and whining.

OK, I'm in.

On the eve of "Little Super Tuesday," these are the facts as I see them:
1. Obama is a socialist. Bad.
2. Huckabee is in bed with the Evangelicals. More bad.
3. Clinton is Clinton and would bring that man with her. Most bad.
4. Bloomberg will not run. A pity.

Senator McCain has my respect, even though he scares me at times. So, now he will get my vote.

Monday, March 03, 2008

A quote for this election

"By all means let's be open-minded, but not so open-minded that our brains drop out."
-Richard Dawkins

If you research Richard Dawkins, he is pretty much pro-science and anti-religion. However, it is still a good point, regardless of how you view the universe.

Friday, February 29, 2008

I ate this.

It didn't make me vomit, but it wasn't good. My dear wife got it for me, as she knows my fondness for The King. There are two packages: one like this with the young Tupelo Elvis and the other sporting the older Vegas Elvis. The wrapper will be framed and put up in my Tiki room.

Thursday, February 28, 2008

Monday, February 25, 2008

The Ghost next door

Well, actually it is across the street at the high school. Oooo...spooky...

Not so unique after all.

Poor Miri! We thought she had a rare name and wouldn't have to deal with being confused with anyone else. When she was born in 2004 the name "Miriam" was #274 (according to the Social Security administration) so we figured she had about a .3% chance of having another little girl named "Miriam" in her class when she went to school. It looked good for a while, since we never encountered one in Wichita, a city of .5 million people. Then we moved to Hibbing.

In a town of 17,000, we have met 2 other little girls named Miriam. All three are within one year in age and live in the same school area. So the chances are now VERY good that she will have at least one if not two other little girls sharing her name in the same classroom!

OK all you females named "Jennifer," start laughing!

Friday, February 22, 2008

Again I say, "Screw you greenies!"

What is the use of renewable bio fuels like ethanol, if we can't afford to eat? Thanks to the "green" over-production of corn for fuel, prices of milk and wheat products have skyrocketed in a matter of weeks. Corn growers are selling their products for bio-fuels rather than as feed corn for dairy cows. Former wheat growers are now corn farmers, so wheat production is down and prices are up.

"Gee, honey, I would love to get you some chocolate milk, but the greenies have made it too expensive to buy. But, hey, there's plenty of fuel for the car!"

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Library Island?


DEMCO is a company that makes supplies for libraries like shelves, booktrucks, etc. This year they are having an online contest for booktruck decorations. Go to their website and vote for one of the top ten.


Of course, I voted for this one. But they didn't make it easy: wait till you see the one that looks like Elvis!

Monday, February 18, 2008

Snow Bunny

Miriam enjoys a new snow here in Hibbing. Of course, the windchill is 20 below, but, hey, she's gotta toughen up, right?

Oh, and Mamma took this video from safely INSIDE the house while I was out shoveling.

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Posting here

Since I am self-absorbed, I am thrilled whenever anyone wants to comment on my posts. It shows someone is reading. However, if you are going to comment anonymously, I will reject your comment. Part of freedom of speech is the willingness to take responsibility for the things you say. If you believe what you say, then have pride in your words and don't whisper them from the shadows.

Friday, February 15, 2008

This is what a predator should look like



Check out this guy! It is a new species of meat-eating dinosaur called Eocarcharia dinops, or "fierce-eyed dawn shark." The University of Chicago released pictures of it yesterday. Apparently, fossils of it were discovered in Africa.

I love therapods! When we had Sue at Exploration Place a few years ago, I enjoyed getting visitors to stand near her head and look down her throat. I would say, "Now imagine you are a young Edmontosaurus and this is the last thing you ever see! Makes you feel like a chicken McNugget, huh?"

Now, this dude is especially weird. It wouldn't surprise me if he was one of the monsters that stalked H.P. Lovecraft's nightmares. Hmm. Cthulu's lap dog?

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Once again, the USA mirrors the Romans

One of the perks that a Roman soldier could earn upon retirement was enough land to start a new life as a citizen (tax paying) farmer. Not bad after 25 years of having barbarians trying to kill you.

Like so many of our ways and institutions, we once again look to Rome to help recruit and help our soldiers. This time, the Army will help recruits buy a house. Fortunately, our soldiers don't have to conquer Gaul with Caesar to get the land. Not that the French wouldn't deserve it...

This time, the fruits and nuts are outnumbered

Ah, Berkeley. The lefty of the lefties. Where hippies still think it is 1968 and earthquakes are seen as a bad acid trip. Home of protests. But wait, is this a change "blowin' in the wind?"



Semper Fi!

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

As a highly educated person, this should upset me. But...

The University of Colorado may well be on the right track, and not the tenure track. Once again, it is all about money. As the cost of higher education skyrockets, the PhD's that are running the colleges don't seem to have the answers. Though I agree that PhD's should be doing the research that can bring in money, it seems financially smart to hire the people who can bring in larger chunks money, regardless of their level of education. If university foundations can benefit from the fund-raising expertise of less-educated individuals, then scholarships can increase and more people can afford college.



Just my thinking.

Now THAT'S funny!

"Hearing nuns' confessions is like being stoned to death with popcorn."
- Fulton J. Sheen

Monday, February 11, 2008

Miri and Spongebob

OK, this is a year and a half old, but...well, I mean look at this!

Saturday, February 09, 2008

Reason to Hate Kansas #357

Huckabee just won the Republican primary. I guess that shouldn't surprise me since the Evangelicals are pretty much in control there. Nazareth is not Jesus' hometown, but Wichita.

Dog is God's co-pilot

For those of us who always knew that dogs are proof of the divine, here is the Kato Indian legend of creation. Notice the only two creatures around before the universe was created: God and His dog!

Nagaicho, the creator, set out to create the world, and he took along a dog. He placed four big pillars at the corners of the earth to hold up the sky. He created man from the dirt, and then he created woman.

The sun became hot, the moon was cold, and trees grew everywhere. Waves danced on the surface of the ocean and all the creatures of the seas swam in it and were happy.

Then Nagaicho saw that the creatures of the earth needed water. He dragged his feet deep into the Earth and created rivers. He poked his fingers into the Earth and created flowing springs.
And the elk and the deer came to drink at the rivers and springs.

"Drink", Nagaicho said to the dog. And the dog drank from the sweet water, and Nagaicho himself lay down and drank.

"It is good. They will all drink it," said Nagaicho.

Then Nagaicho piled rocks around the edge of the water and made lakes and ponds.
"Drink the good water" he said to the dog. "Drink, my dog."

And the dog drank, and Nagaicho lay down and plunged his face in the water and drank.
"It is good," he said. "Bears and people will drink here," he said.

The Nagaicho put salamanders and turtles and little eels in the creeks. He put grizzlies and deer in the mountains and panthers and jack rabbits. So Nagaicho walked along, creating the creatures.

"Walk behind me, my dog," said Nagaicho. "Let us look at all that is made."

The trees were tall; the streams were full of fish. The little valleys had grown wide and full of flowering brush.

"Walk fast, my dog," he said. "The land is good."

Acorns and chestnuts hung on the trees. Berries crowded the bushes. There were many birds and snakes. The grass had grown. Grasshoppers were leaping about. There was clover.

"We made it good, my dog," said Nagaicho. And so they started back, Nagaicho and his dog.
The mountains were high; the land was flat; the creeks were full of trout. The good water raced over the rocks.

They walked along. "We are nearly home, my dog," said Nagaicho. "I will drink water. You too drink," he said to the dog.

The face of the earth was covered with growing things. The creatures were multiplying upon it.

And Nagaicho went back into the North with his dog.

Thursday, February 07, 2008

The ultimate love song

I am a huge Genesis fan and was lucky enough to see them live in 1992. I missed them this time around but was able to see this on YouTube. "Follow You Follow Me" will always be, in my opinion, the greatest love song ever produced.

Dedicated to my friend Anwyn



For her troubles with the USPS.

An ode to my new home state

It's winter in Minnesota
And the gentle breezes blow
Seventy miles an hour
At twenty-five below.
Oh, how I love Minnesota
When the snow's up to your butt
You take a breath of winter
And your nose gets frozen shut.
Yes, the weather here is wonderful
So I guess I'll hang around
I could never leave Minnesota
'Cause I'm frozen to the ground!

Wednesday, February 06, 2008

Why I'm not worried about Iran getting nukes


Never, that's when.

Check out this seemingly insightful yet actually clueless article from the Wall Street Journal, a paper usually better than this.

We The People of the United States have, always, always, ALWAYS, been divided and each other's throats when it has come to politics. The Founding Fathers had to compromise on everything in the Constitution, Senators have bludgeoned each other on the Senate floor and we actually went to war with each other over the role of government vs. individual rights. W. is not the first President to "cause deep wounds."

Lesson number one: re-read your 9th grade American history book before you write an article about America. You will probably discover that what you thought was new is actually well over 200 years old and part of what drives politics in this nation.

Tuesday, February 05, 2008

A Holiday Tradition since 1998

Every year, on Groundhog Day, we watch Groundhog Day. A funny and spiritual film that features Bill Murray acting (as well as his brothers). My favorite character is Ned, featured here in one of the funniest clips in the film:




OK, so it isn't that great of a tradition, but it is ours.

Monday, February 04, 2008

I'll sign that petition!

I support the idea of a strong third party candidate. It is good for the republic and, if given enough time, a third party can become important (Whig, Republican, Reform, Libertarian). I freely admit to throwing away my vote in 1992 for Ross Perot and, folks, considering what is going to happen on Tuesday, I'm ready to do it again!

They shouldn't have had a pet in the first place!

Yes, pet ownership is a burden, but they come with us when we go, wherever we go and no matter the circumstances. These people are the lowest, but there will be justice. Not only is their credit ruined, but when they die, they will meet Satan's own pack, called hellhounds.

Friday, February 01, 2008

Wednesday, January 30, 2008

The mayor has dropped out...

...and I have nowhere to go. For the first time since I first voted in 1984, I have no candidate to support, vote for or care about. McCain scared me in 2000 and that hasn't changed in eight years. Romney's politics are just slightly to the left of Genghis Khan. Obama is the Paris Hilton of the Democrats and Hillary has all the charm of a cold sore. Plus she and the lecherous hillbilly are a package deal. *shudder*

Last week, the local Obama group met here at the library and I helped them set up. I handed the guy in charge $5 and told him, "Please use this to stop that woman." He asked if I wanted to get involved and I informed him that I don't support his man, I just want "that woman" stopped. He looked downcast and said, "Unfortunately, we get that a lot."

I may just sit this one out and take what comes. I cannot, as an American, moderate and capitalist, vote for any of these people. Now it is my turn to be scared of the direction we are going. Maybe something will change. I can only hope.

Monday, January 28, 2008

Tish!


I've always said that I have an "unfortunate" attraction to Goth chicks (didn't marry one, just attracted), but I could never figure out why. Now I know...


Over the weekend, I watched some episodes of "The Addams Family" on DVD. I remember watching them in reruns when I was a kid in the mid-70's and thought they were funny. But my young male brain had latched on to something else: Carolyn Jones as Morticia. Pale, shapely, sexy, smart and dressed all in black, complete with black hair and jewellery. Woof! Now I see Goth chicks and hope for Morticia.


Lucky guy, that John Astin...

Sunday, January 27, 2008

Don't like Spongebobbery, eh?

For my friend Anwyn's son, the Bean. How about this, dude?




The performer is buried here in Minnesota!

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

How I got the job

As Mr. Waturi asked, "I know he can get the job, but can he do the job?" And this time, all I had to do was be myself.

According to my boss, I was not the leading candidate for this job. After the phone interviews, I was a strong candidate, but not the best. That person was a woman from South Carolina. So we all schlepped up to Hibbing to plead our respective cases. I went first and blew them away, not only with my skills and experience, but my large bag of camp songs.

I'm not kidding. Camp songs.

At one point in the interview, I was asked to do a song that I might do in a story time. As there were only adults in the room, it was critical that I make a lasting impression on cynical older people. I blasted my way into one of the most over-the-top camp songs I knew, "Ravioli." After all the singing, note holding, coughing and running about involved in that little ditty, I was permanently a part of their memory, especially short term. Ginny (my boss) said, that after I had left, one of the committee members said, "He's crazy. I like that." She also told me that "Ravioli" rolled around in her head for weeks, especially during the other interviews. I love this profession!

I may get a new desk sign: "Danger. Man with Camp Songs."

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Just one degree

As in temperature. Right now, it has climbed above zero here in Hibbing, to one. However, that is quite a warm up from last Saturday, when it was 15 below. Wow. I may start to sweat...

And speaking of Spongebob

As a children's librarian, I am well-served by my vast repertoire of camp songs to use at story time. It is too bad, however, that "The Campfire Song Song" is a little too fast for most pre-schoolers.


Friday, January 18, 2008

In Spongebob We Trust

Because, at this point, I trust him more than I do the Fed...

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

A really big hamster


OK, imagine a Habitrail for this guy (top). And don't get me started on chew sticks...

Wednesday, January 09, 2008

More sympathy lost

Do I feel badly for Hurricane Katrina victims? Yes. However, they had plenty of warning and knew they lived below sea level. When they don't learn a lesson, stupid things will begin to happen. Remember the USFL? Rather than admit to failure, they sued the NFL. The judge awarded them $1.00. I think that is a wonderful precedent. Let's start with the guy from the article above.

Monday, January 07, 2008

He's a killer!

I love dachshunds! My first wife and I had one named Wolfgang. What is best about them is, since they were bred to go down holes after badgers, they have no idea that they are small, goofy looking dogs. Case in point: I walked by a car parked outside the library that contained two mini black and tans. They threw themselves at the windows, barking and snarling, trying to get at me. No doubt they wanted to tear my leg off for having the audacity to come too close to their car. Vicious little monsters!

Good dog!

Friday, January 04, 2008

Life, as I've known it lately

For those of you who are desperate for news about what I've been up to (and I can't imagine who that could possibly be), here is what you have been waiting for. Sorry if I kept you waiting for too long.

I got into Hibbing on December 31 at about 2:30. I didn't do the 13 hour, one-shot drive, but broke it up over two days (Wichita to Des Moines on the 30th, then Des Moines to Hibbing on the 31st). All driving was uneventful, but northern Iowa was very pretty that morning, with fog frozen to the trees. Then Minnesota greeted me with snow showers! Except for my cold, it was an enjoyable drive.

The house in which I'm staying in Hibbing belongs to one of the library board members. It is her mom's place, but that lady is now in an assisted living establishment and the board member didn't want the house sitting empty. So I'm staying there rent free till Cole and Miri join me in our new place here (wherever and whenever that is).

After I got to Hibbing, I unpacked and then did some shopping. After I was settled, I got the TV to work with my DVD player and game consoles. I watched "Gods and Generals," the prequal to "Gettysburg." Good stuff, go rent it. Then I slept for 10 hours, watched more movies, played games, wandered around Wal-Mart, watched another movie, then went back to sleep.

My first day at work was filled with paperwork, passwords and getting my toys set up. Since then, I'm learning circulation, how packed the kid's room is with books and where the bodies are buried. Everyone is very friendly and welcoming, especially since they have been without a children's librarian since August. I'm already getting tours set up. This week, the local paper will be by to interview me (I'll post a link when it comes out) and the library has scheduled an open house on the 15th for everyone to come by and meet me! Honestly, I have never felt so welcome at a new home or job. Yeah, its cold, but the welcome feeling more than makes up for it.

First big project before Winter Reading club: weeding the kid's collection. I've started with items that have not circulated since 2003 and that is just the fiction section. One book truck is already full, so this will be quite an effort.

Wednesday, January 02, 2008

From Mary Fahl, "Going Home"

I have become quite the traveler of late, and I have left my loved ones behind to go north. They will join me soon, but I'm alone now, wandering yet again. This song reached out to me on Tuesday night. Thanks, Mary.

They say there's a place
where dreams have all gone
They never said where
but I think I know
It's miles through the night
just over the dawn
on the road that will take me home

I know in my bones
I've been here before
The ground feels the same
though the land's been torn
I've a long way to go
The stars tell me soon
this road that will take me home

Love waits for me
'round the bend
Leads me endlessly on
Surely sorrows shall find their end
and all our troubles will be gone
And I'll know what I've lost
and all that I've won
when the road finally takes me home

And when I pass by
don't lead me astray
Don't try to stop me
Don't stand in my way
I'm bound for the hills
where cool waters flow
on this road that will take me home

Love waits for me
'round the bend
Leads me endlessly on
Surely sorrows shall find their end
and all our troubles will be gone
And we'll know what we've lost
and all that we've won
when the road finally takes me home

I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home

Monday, December 31, 2007

6:14 pm, December 30, 2007

That's when I crossed out of Kansas on my way to a new life in Minnesota. And I made it safely to Hibbing.

Sure am missing my girls, though...

Sunday, December 30, 2007

One for the road

(sung to the tune of "I'll be Home for Christmas")

I'll be leaving Kansas
Minnesota will I see
Snow that blows
And Dylan's nose
and eagles in the trees.

New Year's Eve will find me
Where Hibbing's streetlights gleam
Oh, I'll be leaving Kansas
This time its not a dream!

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

When Miri asks about Santa...

The Truth about Santa

by Elaine M. Gibson

At some point in every child's life, parents must face the BIG question, What do I tell my child about Santa? When do I tell my child the truth? How do I tell my child that Mom and Dad are really Santa?

I approached these details with a great deal of bias from my own childhood. My parents told me the truth before I wanted to hear it. My cousin asked for a bike and Santa brought him one. I had wanted a bike but Santa didn't bring me one. My mother was worried that I would think Santa loved Jimmy more since Jimmy got his wish.

I don't remember even wanting a bike but I do remember the shock of hearing the truth revealed. My first reaction was that my parents had been lying to me and that was awful. There was also a sense of loss at not being able to believe in Santa Claus anymore. I decided that I would never tell my children that Santa Claus was real and thereby avoid the problem.


"Never say never" should be the slogan for parenthood.

When my first child was less than two years old, we attended the Christmas parade in downtown Bryan, Texas. The parade was almost over when Erin, atop her dad's shoulders, started chanting, "Santa, Santa, Santa!" She saw him and the magic began.

We read the Santa books and she pointed out every Santa image for the entire season. She was obviously thrilled with the whole mystique and I simply watched and enjoyed her excitement. I decided to keep my opinions to myself.

During the next few years, I let her invent her own Santa myths. She adopted ideas from books and films as well as from her friends. We avoided the "Santa only brings gifts IF you are good" routine and the "Santa knows everything you do so you better watch out" propaganda. Both concepts are designed to scare the stuffing out of kids and are used by desperate parents.

As this child began to ask questions, we simply answered with, "What do you think?" and she came up with the answers she was ready to accept and willing to believe.

Next, she really wanted answers but she also wanted to believe in Santa even though it was not making "sense" to her.

We would answer her questions with "It must be magic." Magic, fantasy, and pretend are normal parts of a young child's life and she could live with that answer. Then one December when Erin was four, she asked me the dreaded question, point blank.


"Is Santa real?"

"What do you think? and "Santa is magic" were no longer adequate answers. She demanded an answer but was obviously upset at the anticipated answer. (We were in the car at the time where all meaningful conversations seem to take place.)

Remembering how much I wanted to believe in Santa, I told my daughter that you can believe something is real if you want to believe it. I asked her if she wanted to believe in Santa and she said, "Yes." At that point, she actually decided to believe and convinced herself so well that she went through one more Christmas before explaining the "truth" to me.

Santa is magic and sooner or later everyone understands that there is a trick to all magic. When children begin to understand magic tricks, they figure out the trick to Santa. Erin accepted the fact that parents are Santa and relished the idea of being a Santa for someone else.


Santa Claus is love and love is real.

Some child specialist recommend debunking the Santa myth as soon as possible. Other specialists recommend telling children that Santa is real in response to a child's question. I suspect that both recommendations are the result of personal Christmases long ago.

As a parent, you need to handle the situation in whatever manner is comfortable. Think through your own feelings, be aware of your child's needs, then act accordingly. The "right" thing is what's right for your family.

Personally, I think I will continue to believe in Santa Claus. For as every kid knows, that way you get a present from Santa AND your parents!

Friday, December 14, 2007

The MLB Steroids Report

A few observations on the latest scandal in the sport I love to hate:

1. Best "Take-that-you-miserable-prick-and-kiss-your-career-and-Hall-of-Fame-ballot- goodbye" name: Roger Clemons
2. Names that should have been on the list but I'm glad were not: Mark and Sammy
3. Jose Canseco was right. Yike!
4. Maybe skinny guys will reappear, like in the 70's. And any big guys will be genuinely fat, like Willy Stargel.

Thursday, December 13, 2007

Think you know "A Christmas Story?"

I love this movie! Do you? Try these trivia questions! Long live Ralphie!
(Answers posted in Comments)

1. What is Ralphie's last name?
2. Where does he live (street, town, state)?
3. What does he want for Christmas? (Be exact.)
4. According to his mom, teacher and Santa, what will happen if he gets it?
5. What does Ralphie explicitly not want for Christmas?
6. What is the name of the local department store?
7. What is the name of the Lone Ranger's nephew's horse?
8. What did the "clodhopper down in Griffith, Ind.," swallow?
9. What contest does Ralphie's dad enter?
10. What is first prize?
11. What is Ralphie's brother's name?
12. Who directed, produced and co-wrote the movie?
13. This man also directed what 1982 movie about a group of Florida high schoolers and a sleazy nightclub owner?
14. What magazine does Ralphie's mother read?
15. According to Ralphie (as he tries to con his dad), what did Flick see near Pulaski's Candy Store?
16. What are the parents' names?
17. What did the father want for Christmas?
18. What does he get?
19. In his dream sequence, what does Ralphie call his trusty firearm?
20. In that dream, who's the leader of the desperadoes who attack his house?
21. What kind of car does Dad drive?
22. To the best of Ralphie's knowledge, where does his dad's "tapestry of obscenity" hover to this day?
23. Why does the little brother cry before going to school?
24. What song's sheet music is written on the blackboard in Ralphie's class?
25. What is the name of Ralphie's teacher?
26. What is the name of the neighborhood bully?
27. What color eyes does he have?
28. This bully is played by Zack Ward. In what Fox comedy did he co-star as an adult?
29. What is the name of his toadie sidekick?
30. Name two things confiscated from students in the teacher's desk.
31. What book is the class reading?
32. What is the most serious of all dares?
33. Melinda Dillon, who plays Ralphie's mom, appears topless in what 1977 movie?
34. Where does Ralphie sit in class?
35. What theme does the teacher assign to the class?
36. What is the name of Ralphie's neighbors?
37. Who wrote and narrated "A Christmas Story"?
38. Who does he play on-screen in the film?
39. What does Dad guess is his "Major Award"?
40. When the crate arrives, where does he think it's from?
41. How much does Dad tip the delivery guys?
42. How long has Ralphie's brother not eaten voluntarily?
43. When did Mom last have a hot meal for herself?
44. What is the Major Award?
45. What is the nickname of the neighbor Dad talks to across the street?
46. What time did "Lil' Orphan Annie" start?
47. Who is the sponsor of the radio show?
48. What grade does Ralphie get on his theme?
49. How fast can Dad change a flat tire?
50. What brand of soap does Ralphie like to have his mouth washed out with?
51. What brand does he hate?
52. When Mom breaks Dad's Major Award, what "crusher" of a line does he stammer out?
53. What does Dad then do with his Major Award?
54. What kind of dogs do the neighbors have?
55. Who had tickets to the Bears-Packers game?
56. Characters from this movie march in the Christmas parade.
57. Some of these characters pretend to beat up what other character in the parade?
58. Who/what does "Goggle Boy" waiting in line like?
59. What year did "A Christmas Story" likely take place?
60. What does the department store Santa hate?
61. Ralphie's dad could replace a fuse faster than what?
62. What gifts did Ralphie and his brother throw over their shoulders in disgust?
63. What are the names of Ralphie's two friends?
64. Name three gifts Ralphie's brother received for Christmas.
65. What is the name of Ralphie's aunt?
66. What does she think Ralphie is?
67. What does she make him as a gift?
68. What two things does Dad say Ralphie looks like wearing it?
69. What school does Ralphie attend?
70. What does Dad offer Ralphie on Christmas morning?
71. What is Dad's favorite food?
72. What happens to Ralphie's glasses on Christmas morning?
73. According to Mom, what will Dad get if he eats dinner before it's completely cooked?
74. What day of the week does Christmas fall on that year?
75. Where does the family go out to eat on Christmas night?
76. What is above the restaurant?
76. What two songs do the wait staff sing?
77. How is that dinner like da Vinci's "The Last Supper"?
78. What is the problem with the duck that's served?
79. How is this resolved?
80. What does adult Ralphie call duck?

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Not so cold after all

Well, that horrible ice storm that blasted everyone else just rained a lot on Wichita, though I spent the day at home (school was closed the day before) getting ready for everything to go out. There were benefits, however. We didn't have to pay a babysitter, I got a nap and I got to watch the entire first season of "The Drew Cary Show" on DVD.

Hey, it was MY day off, so that is a benefit...

Monday, December 10, 2007

That icy cold feeling part II

The second ice storm in three years is on its way. And the tree that caused my week-long power outage last time is still there...and three years older.

Hibbing has 2 feet of snow and has a temperature of -18 degrees this morning. I'd rather be there.

Tuesday, December 04, 2007

A quiet week for blogging...

...but not for me. Many things going on at school, home (Cole's birthday, Miri's birthday, Hanukkah, getting ready to move) plus I'm feeling under the weather. So, no posts this week. Check in next week.

So, till then:

A guy walks into a bar, sits down and hears a small voice say, "You look nice today." A few minutes later he again hears a small voice, "That's a nice shirt." The guy asks the bartender, "Who is that?" The bartender says, "Those are the peanuts. They're complimentary!"

Friday, November 30, 2007

I'm sick to being tolerant!

Politically Correct bozos be damned! Because of this, I am going to start using the word "crusade" again when referring to fighting terrorism in the Middle East. Why do I have to continue to keep a civil tongue and pick my words carefully so as not to defend these idiots...er...deeply religious followers of the peaceful prophet (name deleted)?

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Grammar 911!

From the Opinion Line of today's Wichita Eagle:

Another baby gets mauled and almost killed by another pit bull. They should be completely outlawed in Wichita, and it should be a felony for anyone caught having one.

Okay, it should be a felony to own a pitbull...or a baby? Be specific! Or your baby could be put down for mauling a pit bull.

Friday, November 16, 2007

Countdown to my first day in Hibbing!

Thursday, November 15, 2007

Actual "chief executive" stuff

I have never believed that the presidency should be the moral compass of the nation. It is impossible to legislate morality, so why expect the chief executive to worry about? The president should be dealing with the day-to-day running of the executive branch, defending the country and making sure that we can go about our lives with a minimum of fuss. Like this.

And this is why regular people should be president. Not Rhodes scholars, wives of Rhodes scholars or anybody whose address includes "The Hamptons."

Yes, Virginia, There is a Santa Clause (abridged)

American pop culture has too much influence on the rest of the planet. Even our offensive slange has crept out there and spoiled Christmas for kids in Australia. I'll be playing Santa in the upcoming holiday show, so I guess I need to watch my Christmas spirit, huh? Ho's up, Santas down.

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

At least Bush can stay on task!

As a person easily distracted by shiny objects, I can sympathise. But I don't want to be president! This comes from the John Edwards campaign in Iowa:

At a farm in Cylinder, Iowa, last month, when latecomers unfolded chairs, he paused from remarks about Iran. “Are you going to keep rattling chairs while I am talking?” he said, not in an unfriendly way. Later, he had to be reminded by them what he had been talking about.

I mean, what would happen if he was deciding on whether or not to push the button and a squirrel ran past the Oval Office window?

Monday, November 12, 2007

Not allowed to serve.

Veteran's Day is always tough for me since I'm patriotic and have always wanted to serve my country. I feel guilty that I have not done my part like so many others. And with the new incentives to join coupled with the fact that at the age of 41, I still have one year of eligibility to join up. But the military has always found a reason to turn me away.

Right out of high school, I went to the Navy, but they said no because I had ulcers at the time. In my early 30's, the Air Force recruited me to be an officer, then denied me because I was a sleep walker. Several years later, I was ready to go into the Army Reserve and made it all the way to the physical when the doctor pronounced my mitral valve prolapse a "heart murmur" (which, according to my cardiologist, isn't). I don't see how any of those things could stop me from pulling a trigger, but rules are rules and I still respect an honor those who went...and are still there.

Thanks. For all you do.

Saturday, November 10, 2007

If Ohio State doesn't win the BCS Championship...

...whoever does should send Illinois a really big fruit basket. Or one of their scholarships.

Wednesday, November 07, 2007

I'm just sayin'...

Hillary Clinton claims she is qualified to be president because of the time she already has spent in the White House. I wonder if Monica Lewinsky ought to run for president.

Tuesday, November 06, 2007

Monday, November 05, 2007

'Cause I'm ethnocentric and love bashing other countries, especially France

The English are feeling the pinch in relation to recent terrorist threats and have raised their security level from "Miffed" to "Peeved." Soon, though, security levels may be raised yet again to "Irritated" or even "A Bit Cross." Londoners have not been "A Bit Cross" since the blitz in 1940 when tea supplies all but ran out. Terrorists have been re-categorized from "Tiresome" to a "Bloody Nuisance." The last time the British issued a "Bloody Nuisance" warning level was during the great fire of 1666.

Also, the French government announced yesterday that it has raised its terror alert level from "Run" to "Hide." The only two higher levels in France are "Surrender" and "Collaborate." The rise was precipitated by a recent fire that destroyed France's white flag factory, effectively paralyzing the country's military capability.

It's not only the English and French that are on a heightened level of alert. Italy has increased the alert level from "Shout loudly and excitedly" to "Elaborate Military Posturing." Two more levels remain: "Ineffective Combat Operations" and "Change Sides."

The Germans also increased their alert state from "Disdainful Arrogance" to "Dress in Uniform and Sing Marching Songs." They also have two higher levels: "Invade a Neighbor" and "Lose."

Belgians, on the other hand, are all on holiday as usual, and the only threat they are worried about is NATO pulling out of Brussels.

The Spanish are all excited to see their new submarines ready to deploy. These beautifully designed subs have glass bottoms so the new Spanish navy can get a really good look at the old Spanish navy.

NOTE: None of these are original. If you don't like this, its not my fault...

Thursday, November 01, 2007