Tuesday, August 25, 2015


Well, I'm back to working with the friend who is re-doing his basement. He has found some more black mold. So now we will cut out more dry wall in one of the bedrooms. And this is after I told him that it was probably further up the dry wall than he thought. He cut the dry wall one inch up from the floor. Said that that was as high as the water got in his basement. 'Course, we all know that dry wall sucks up water. He is the know-it-all, his way or the highway, drinking, drunk while trying to get things done.

So, where do you draw the line, and say enough is enough and walk away? Or do you walk away? He has no other friends. He has chased them off. Yeah, I'm getting paid. But it just seems that it is getting worse. He has spent over $20,000 dollars on his basement. And, I'm sure it will even go higher by the time everything is done. His $5,000 dollars in carpet is to be installed this Friday. That isn't going to happen. . . maybe next Friday. I still have painting to do. 

Dry wall needs to be cut, installed, taped, textured, and painted. I'm sure he will "help." I might as well be doing it by myself. I do what I can, I'm no spring chicken. It just ticks me off that I can't get him to listen to me. It's redundant to do the same job two or three times, when we could have done it right the first time. Oh, well, it's his house and I'm the only one around to help. He has three grown boys, but they don't come around much unless they need money or a new truck.

So, I'll be busy the rest of the week. Maybe I will invest in some good ear plugs. Ignore him when he talks, and just do the work. Maybe I could get lucky, and he could take a nap for the biggest part of the day. I mean, I could be doing other things. Like fishing, or reading, or bugging Kathi.

Thursday, August 20, 2015


Last week was very hectic. I had lots of things to do. I helped a friend form high school. His basement flooded out over a month ago. He was totally gutting his basement, then found black mold. What a job. So I've been helping with things as much as I can -- moving furniture, ripping up tile, tearing out drywall, removing doors. Just tons of stuff.

When it is all done, they are going to have wall-to-wall carpeting throughout the basement. That's what the boss (his wife) wants. So, it will have wall-to-wall carpeting. Even in the bathroom. I've painted doors, bookcases, walls, ceilings, and whatever else needs done. It has been going pretty well. But there is one problem.

This friend does things the hard way. It's his way or nothing. He had this homemade bar, kinda nice, made out of 2x4s, wall paneling, and some scrap lumber. After he decided to get rid of it, we moved it from the basement, upstairs to the family room. Then outside, where it sat for almost a week. Then he decided to tear it down for trash pick up. He decided to tear it down with a chain saw.

There was no pulling of nails or taking off any hardware, just chopping it up. Well yesterday, I was over to do some more painting. He decided to also chop up this oak gun cabinet. He sawed through screws, nails, hinges, and handles. You can't tell him otherwise. One part of the problem is he drinks. Not just one or two. He drinks all day long.

I'm trying to be a good friend and help him out. But he is starting to really p*** me off. He has in his mind how he wants things done, no matter if anyone has another idea. I've moved this one bookcase four times so that it is out of the way. We finally moved it out to his garage yesterday. I had told him we should just take it up the stairs and take it to the garage the first time we went to move it.

So, I have not been able to blog as much as I would like. I played hooky on Wednesday, just so I could get a breather from his craziness. I hope that I can put up with his BS until it is all done. (You might want to wish me luck.)

Monday, August 17, 2015


"Food is an important part of a balanced diet."
--Fran Lebowitz, American author

"My favorite thing is to go where I've never been."
--Diane Arbus, American photographer

"One does not discover new lands without consenting to lose sight of the shore for a very long time."
-- Andre Gide, Nobel laureate in literature

"When you build bridges, you can keep crossing them."
--Rick Pitino, American basketball coach

"The future is here. It's just not widely distributed yet."
--William Gibson, author of Neuromancer

Thursday, August 6, 2015


Farts are funny, real or fake. How about a whoopie cushion? Ever have one as a kid? I think I've gone through at least a dozen or so. 'Course, the last one I had was just a couple years ago. It wore out before the night was through, while we were bowling. People on both sides of our lane were cracking up. And of course it made for a few gutter balls as someone would make their approach on the lane.

As kids, farts were just plain funny no matter what. If not real, you learned how to make them with your mouth. I remember once, our teacher in second grade was up at the chalk board. She was writing something for class and had her back to us. Now, I won't mention any names, but all of a sudden someone made this real loud fart noise. Everyone started to laugh, the teacher turned toward us, red faced. Even the girls in class were laughing. 

The teacher made us put our heads down on our desks for quiet time. 'Course, you know what happened not too many minutes later: another fart. Again, the teacher was red faced. She never did find out who was making the noise. But, us guys found out who it was out on the playground that afternoon. We all learned how to make it sound just like the real thing, minus the smell. I, of course, took this new found knowledge home with me, to the dismay of my family.

I got pretty good at it. Grandmother would bend over to get something out of the fridge, I'd make a fart noise. Pappy would go to set in his chair, and I'd make a fart noise. My sister, HA! She would go to set at the table to eat, I'd make a fart noise. She would have a friend over to play, I made lots of fart noise. Even when she would hit me. Every punch launched my way, she got a fart noise. I'd set outside the bedroom door while she played with her Barbie dolls. Every time Barbie moved, sat, or drove her sports car, the farts were there.

We were at a funeral once -- someone that my grandmother knew had passed from a heart attack. So, here all of these people are at this church, and the minister is just about to start. You could have heard a pin drop. But someone let loose this huge fart. There were a few giggles, a couple of people clearing their throats, a cough or two, more giggles, and then.... the whole place was laughing. People were trying not to laugh, but hey -- farts are funny! Make some fart noises when someone is walking; every step gets a fart noise.

You can even do the fart thing at the pool, minus the noise. Get a balloon, blow it up some, and walk behind someone in the pool. Kind of place the balloon behind the person, and let some of the air out. Others see the bubbles, and blame the person for farting in the pool. You could take it a bit further and drop a Baby Ruth candy bar behind them also. But that's for a story some other time.

Once at a drive in movie I was at, someone got a hold of the microphone and managed to make some great fart noise as Dracula was changing into a bat. If I remember right, horns honked, and head lights flashed. It was even mentioned on KIMN radio the next evening by DJ Steve Kelly.

Once in high school I even made a loud fart noise as I was setting in the principal office one time for whatever it was that I got caught doing. He jumped as the noise was made, and kind of turned red, and then started to smile, but hurried to conceal it. With whatever it was that I did, and being a fart mouth (his words), my Dad was called. 

Yeah, farts can still be funny, even as you get to be an old man. So, go get a whoopie cushion and make some fart noise! 

Wednesday, August 5, 2015


This is it. A 106 cubic inch V-twin engine. (Drool) Six speed over drive transmission. (Drool) I'm sorry, Harley Davidson. This is going to be my next ride. Since they don't want my money, I'll work on getting this Victory Gunner.

I've made up my mind. Next week, I'll be taking this puppy out on the road for a test drive. If I decide on this, it will need a few little extras. (Still drooling) It will need a two-up seat, a back rest, and passenger pegs. And maybe some side bags. I like the color of this green.

No, I'm not having a mid-life crisis. I already had that. I just miss being out on the road, cruising. I've never really ridden with a group. Sometimes, a group just feels too crowded. It would just be nice for Kathi and I to just get on it and go putt around.

With other motorcycles I have had, I would load it up and take off for the mountains. There's nothing like pitching up a little camp site -- sleeping under the stars, coffee, bacon and eggs, with a couple of brook trout for breakfast. Packing up, and going down the road till you decide to stop, then pitch a camp site again.

I can put a side car on it later on, for us to take a longer trip and to be able to haul some extra stuff if need be.You can sure see a lot of country from the back of a motorcycle. It is very freeing to my soul.

If you have never ridden on a motorcycle, I urge you to give it a try, as a passenger or driving it yourself. It is something that I think should be on everybody's bucket lists of things to try or do.

Now, when I can just come up with some more dollars, it will be a done deal.

Tuesday, August 4, 2015


Went to a friend's house because I was asked to help move "a few things" to help him get ready for some new carpet in his basement. HOLY BAT CRAP! 

A gun cabinet, an old vanity that was his grandmother's, emptied out a book shelf that goes from the floor to the ceiling, then move the bookshelf up stairs with all the books I just hauled up. A homemade bar with no booze in it. Kids' games, three safes of different sizes (that were full), a couple of gun safes, full. Pulled carpet and pad that went out to be hauled away with the gun cabinet and bar. (He put a "for free" sign on those.)

He did not have any keys for the safes, but he had the combos for them somewhere "in a safe place," he said. All written down. Dirt, dust, runny nose, sneezing, a couple banged up fingers --his, not mine. Removed some doors for painting. Washed some of the floor. By the time we got all this done in about three and a half hours, my butt was about two inches off the floor.

I'm going back today to help with painting of some doors and bookcases. That is, if I can lift my arms up past my waist. And if I can manage to get down all of those stairs he has. My god, I think I've gotten to the "old man" stage in my life. It's not time to be a old man yet, at least for another ten years or so, I would think, or hope. That would make me seventy or so.

That's when old age is suppose to begin, right? Please tell me. I can handle it. As long as you don't throw it at me. I don't catch to good any more. So, it's time for some aspirin, and maybe a rub down (or up) from Kathi.

If I can get out of the chair in front of this computer.

Monday, August 3, 2015


"We don't see things as they are; we see things as we are."
--Anais Nin, French writer and diarist

"A man of genius makes no mistakes. His errors are volitional and are the portals of discovery."
-- James Joyce, Irish novelist, from Ulysses

"Be sincere, be brief, be seated."
--Franklin D. Roosevelt, 32nd U.S. president

"Always remember that you are absolutely unique. Just like everyone else."
--Margaret Mead, American cultural anthropologist

"Look for the ridiculous in everything, and you will find it."
--Jules Renard, French author

Thursday, July 30, 2015

It's summer in our garden (a Kathi post)

There's a lot going on in our little garden. 

This picture is from 2013, and that year we just let the pumpkins grow up the net behind our square foot garden instead of on the ground. It cracked me up (well, it still does) to see pumpkins growing, basically, up in the air. People are surprised that the vine will hold once they've gotten so big, but the vine somehow knows it needs to be able to support it differently than it does on the ground. It just does.

This year we have four containers that each have a tomato plant in them -- two plum tomato and two of a heritage tomato that are kinda small. The plum tomatoes are finally putting on some fruit, and the heritage tomato has had little fruits for a couple weeks. Next year, we'll remember to plant a slicing tomato.

We have one container with a zucchini plant in it. Jim said he saw two small zucchinis on it, so that's good.

In our square-foot garden, we have strawberries, and we are still pulling a small or medium berry or two or three or four every day. We have not had a large berry in a week or two now.

Jim wanted to make something artsy out of gourds, so we planted one in each of the back four squares in the garden. We've got them trellising up the net at the back of the square-foot garden, like the pumpkin pictured above, and they all have blossoms on them. This is the first year we've tried to grow them, and they seem to like all weather -- hot, cool, wet, dry. Well, so far.

We planted two varieties of pumpkins and one heirloom watermelon. They are all booking right along and the pumpkins all have blossoms. The watermelon does not, and we have heard that it is never hot enough long enough here to grow them, but we try every year anyway. So far, this year's vine is the largest, at a whopping 1-1/2 feet. Still. . . maybe one day.

Oh! And cucumbers. We're growing them in a large container, and trellising them up a big tomato cage. So far, lots of little yellow blossoms and some pickle-sized cukes. They are a pickling variety, so some are about ready to be plucked.

We also planted three lavender plants this year. Next year, we'll plant a bunch more if they seem happy and do well, and we can use them in soaps and stuff.

One thing I do miss this year is my gardening buddy, Nugget. He's been gone a year and two months now. Last year, I didn't -- no, couldn't -- plant anything without him helping me. This is what I we see as I sat at the kitchen table cleaning and preparing whatever we'd bring in from outside. He was helpful that way, ya know. Sweet pup.

Wednesday, July 22, 2015


What has happened to us? Our ancestors, from today, all the way back before the Revolution, are rolling in their graves, and will have turned their backs to us. The government takes our rights and we have done nothing. They trample the Constitution into the dirt, and we do nothing. They train our military people to go to war, then the veterans hospitals will not help them, and their rights are trampled. The Government pulls benefits. And, here we set.

The government treats all of us like we are little children who need to be taken care of. Like we need them to wipe our noses and butts and make ALL of the decisions for the American people because the government knows best.

Come on in to our country, no one will stop you. How about a free iPhone? How about we put you on welfare so you don't have to work? The government is here to take care of you! We will suck up to other countries so that we will not "offend" them. 

We let elected officials make a career out of being in office, with big raises and their own special medical insurance. While we are at it, how about life-time security and body guards? I mean it is only tax payer money.

Vacations? No problem -- tax payer dollars! And our ancestors roll in their graves more. We have heard, that Ronald Reagan carried a .38 revolver while in office. I wonder how many of the hon yuks in office around this country are packing, while the rest of us are not allowed to protect ourselves.

I'm heartsick every time I hear of a shooting. We don't need new laws on the books for this. Enforce the laws that we have now and quit medicating young people with anti-depressants. No more knee jerk reactions to a shooting! Taking firearms from the law-abiding people will solve nothing. Banning ammo or the government buying and stockpiling ammo will cause more problems down the line. The people in government need to quit living in their fairy tale land, and wake up to what is bringing down this country. 

Unless, that's their plan. And if it is, the whole world is done.

Our ancestors keep rolling in their graves. Flags, monuments, free speech, firearms, religion, civil rights, constitutional rights. . . where will it end? Will it end? Our ancestors fought for so much, and we still fight to this day.

Are the end times knocking at our door? Some think so. Are we going to have to have another revolution in this country? Some think so. Has the government over-stepped the boundaries? On a lot of things, hell yeah they have! There is no respect among thieves, and that is what a lot of them are.

There are tons of quotes from our founding fathers. I would say that they still hold truth today. We need term limits, we need to clean house, from state to state. From top to bottom. From coast to coast. We need to secure our borders. We need a strong military, and a strong people in this country. Not a bunch of people with their hands out wanting to be taken care of. We need people who want to work. We need people to start new businesses. And YES, you built that! 

Time, long over due, to make those in office do what the people want. Not what they think we want. Or they just don't give a damn. It's time to change things. Our ancestors deserve better than what we have done so far.        

Tuesday, July 21, 2015

Some of our favorites from the Internet this week

From the Rocky Mountain Gun Owners organization.

From @TomiLahren:

From Dinesh D'Souza and Elly Maye on whether Obama is evil or stupid:

Happy Tuesday!

Monday, July 20, 2015


"Reflect on your present blessings, of which every man has many; not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some."
--Charles Dickens,English novelist

"We learn by example and direct experience, because there are real limits to the adequacy of verbal instruction."
--Malcolm Gladwell, author from "Blink:The Power of Thinking Without Thinking"

"The more I want to get something done, the less I call it work."
--Richard Bach, American writer

"If at first you don't succeed, find out if the loser gets anything."
--Bill Lyon, Sports columnist

Friday, July 17, 2015


I've waited to post this, to see if anything more was said on the news or something here in Denver. Wednesday night at DIA, the news reported that there were things going on, but that they could not get close enough to check it out. An area at the airport was blocked and walled off, part of a runway, and some buildings for "training." They said they did not know who all was involved.

Heard nothing else about it all day Thursday on any of the news stations. Did not hear anything on the nightly news. Was it Jade Helm? Even after they said it had been canceled for the Denver area, I don't know, but I would sure like to know more. It all kind of makes your a-hole pucker just a bit, don't you know.

We will see what goes on here this weekend and next week.

Tuesday, July 14, 2015


Last week, we had hazy and kind of foggy weather. BUT, we were told that it was smoke from up north. Way up north, from Canada. So I kept inhaling and smelling. It was very disappointing. I had my heart all set for it.

Years ago, just before they closed the Homestead Act in Canada, my Dad, Mom, sisters, and I went to Canada. WOW! We had a great time. And the people were so nice. We stopped off in Vancouver for breakfast on our way to Vancouver Island. I wish I could remember the name of the place.

When we walked in, the place smelled of coffee and great food. It was packed full of people. By the time we were able to set down, I thought that I was going to pass out from all the smells and looking at the food that other people were eating. Stacks of pancakes, biscuits, gravy, eggs, sausage, and Canadian bacon.

Well, I ordered wild blueberry sourdough pancakes, two eggs over easy, and Canadian bacon, milk, and juice. The pancakes were over-hanging the plate by at least a half inch. And the blueberries were HUGE! The yolks on the eggs were a deep yellow and were done just right. The Canadian bacon was the best I had ever had. I don't even remember what everyone else ate.

All I do remember is I ate every single bit; I was ready to lick the plate even. I do remember a few family members moaning a bit trying to get back in our van. We made the ferry, and found a place to camp on Vancouver Island. We did not eat until supper time that night. It was a great trip.

The air here never did smell like Canadian Bacon. What a bummer.

Monday, July 13, 2015


"Everyone must take time to sit and watch the leaves turn."
--Elizabeth Lawrence, garden designer and writer

"We are born charming, fresh and spontaneous and must be civilized before we are fit to participate in society."
--Judith Martin ("Miss Manners"), American writer
and etiquette authority

"Action may not always bring happiness, but there is no happiness without action."
--Benjamin Disraeli, former British prime minister

"Beware of the man who works hard to learn something, learns it, and finds himself no wiser than before."
--Kurt Vonnegut, American novelist and satirist

Tuesday, July 7, 2015

Late night 'cause of the movies, so. . . (A Kathi Post)

We got home late after going to the movies, and it was supposed to be my turn to post. I apologize.

Instead, here is a picture I took of a gator a few years ago when we were in the New Orleans area. This was in the Honey Island Swamp, taken from a boat when we were on a swamp tour. The guide threw marshmallows to tempt the gators out close enough that we could see them. As you can see, it worked. He looks rather grumpy, don't you think?

Have a great Tuesday!

Wednesday, July 1, 2015


Last Saturday as Kathi and I were lounging and trying to decide what to have for breakfast, we were listing to classic country and western music. (I was ready to grab Kathi and do a two step around the living room.) We listened to Johnny Cash, Merle, Jim Reeves, and I could go on and on. Good music on a Saturday morning to go with our coffee.

As we sat there, and talked, and listened to the music. A song that I have not heard in over 25 years popped into my head. It had me talking to Kathi about when my best friend Ed and I first heard it all that many years ago. It hit a cord with us as we could identify with the lyrics. So, before I tell you all what the song is, and who sang it, I'll tell you why it was kind of strange.

I was told this many, many years ago, and I believe this in my very soul: when someone passes, whether family or friend, and if you're open and thinking of them, that there can be some kind of contact. It could be a butterfly that lands on you; the smell of that person's perfume or after shave. I know someone who swears that after his mom died, he received a phone call from his mom's home phone with her answering machine message calling. His mom had passed three weeks before.

So, maybe there is something to it.

Anyway, back to the story of what happened. I sat with Kathi and told her about this song that Ed and I always played when we went to this restaurant. I could not remember the title, but the tune was in my head. The song is titled "Rollin' With the Flow" by Charlie Rich.

All of a sudden, the song started up. We both looked at each other, Kathi's eye's as big as dinner plates, and I got goose bump's all over and the hair stood up on the back of my neck. Coincidence? Maybe. But I (and Kathi) think it was Ed. Maybe just to say, "Hey! I'm here."

You can laugh and say it was nothing. Or that It was just our imaginations. But me? I think it was Ed. It brought a tear or two to my eye, but it made my day and strengthened my belief. Is there an afterlife? I think there is. And I'm glad that Ed stopped by.  

Tuesday, June 30, 2015


The 4th of July is this weekend. I enjoy the 4th of July. It used to be that you could set off fireworks on your own or with friends. Now they want you to go to firework shows. And those are now becoming fewer and farther between. 

My friends and I, when we were kids, would just about wet ourselves waiting for the firework stands to start going up around town. We would save as much money as we could so that we could get some really cool things that went BANG! Or that you could launch into the air. The BIGGER the better. Pop bottle rockets, the bigger the better. Fire crackers, the bigger the better. 

Cherry bombs, M-80s, zingers, black cats, fountains, whistlers, spinners. If it made a loud BANG! or flew, we just had to have them. Even the sparklers could be fun. We would have pop bottle rocket fights and Roman candle wars. We would blow things up like that old model car that had fallen on the floor of your room. Or maybe one of your sister's dolls. Coffee cans and soup cans were fun, also. 

And you know, not once, ever, did we lose a finger or put someone's eye out. We never burned down any homes or torched a field. We were always told, reminded, and re-told what the 4th of July was all about. We all had fun. We would bar-b-q in the back yard, play games, visit with neighbors, and wait for it to get dark.

You could set in your front yard and eat homemade ice-cream, and watch fireworks up and down your street. Some places, like baseball games, had fireworks shows. But, now days, it's against the law to have or set off any type of fireworks in our area. I have even heard that you can't even have or light those little black cones that make a snake of ash on your side walk.

Yep, the 4th of July has gotten pretty tame these days. But what it means and what it stands for will never ever be diminished.

Hope that you all have a safe 4th.


Monday, June 29, 2015


"Without labor nothing nothing prospers."
-- Sophocles, Greek playwright and philosopher

"The thing I hate about an argument is that it always interrupts a discussion."
-- G.K. Chesterton, English writer

"The end of wisdom is to dream high enough to lose the dream in the seeking of it."
-- William Faulkner, American novelist

"Study without desire spoils the memory, and it retains nothing that it takes in."
-- Leonardo DaVinci, Artist, scientist, inventor and author

Monday, June 22, 2015


"To love for the sake of being loved is human, but to love for the sake of loving is angelic."
-- Alphonse de Lamartine, French writer and politician

"No bird soars too high if he soars with his own wings."
-- William Blake, British painter and poet

"Winning is a habit. Unfortunately, so is losing."
-- Vince Lombardi, American football player and coach

"We must be willing to get rid of the life we've planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us."
-- Joseph Campbell, American writer and mythologist

Monday, June 15, 2015


"There are two ways to pass a hurdle; leaping over or plowing through. There needs to be a monster truck option."
--Jeph Jacques, creator of online comic strip "Questionable Content "

"When a thing is funny, search it carefully for a hidden truth."
--George Bernard Shaw, Nobel Laureate in Literature

"Be modest! It is the kind of pride least likely to offend."
--Jules Renard, French writer

Friday, June 12, 2015


Have you ever wondered about who your ancestors are? Have you ever tried to find out? Well, I've been working on mine. I found out, on my Dad's side, that our first Noland came all the way from Ireland and ended up on our shores, in Maryland, in 1686.

From there, we spread out, and moved southwestward. I've had family in wars, and family who worked in government. Family who had large families, and those who lost families. Some may have had slaves, and some who may have been slaves themselves. And maybe some who were on the other side of the law. Store owners, ship makers, innkeepers. . .  the list could go on.

On my mother's side, it goes back to England, then they came here, to Plymouth Rock, by way of the Mayflower. Just like my Dad's side, the list is long, and it is hard and interesting to try to find information on people in my family. I'm sure that they all come from different walks of life. Good and bad and whatever is in between.

It's history. It's my family history. It is also the history of our country. It is the lives, loves, tragedies, riches, and all else that make us who we are. It's what we stand for. Skeletons in the closet? Yes. And I'm looking to see what else the family history has to give.

If you can, look into your own family. See what you can find. I'm sure there are great family stories out there. I plan to write about some of them myself. You will also find some things about your own self as you go along. It's fun, it's very addicting once you get going. And the information that is out there and available to you is beyond mind boggling. Besides, you might even find that you have some famous people in your family.

I'm still looking for mine, but to me? They are all famous in my family.

Thursday, June 11, 2015


I'm sure that you all know that recreational pot is legal here in Colorado. And now we will have what is called "Canna Camp." Have any of you heard about this? This Canna Camp is in Durango. It is on 170 acres and it will cost you $395 dollars per night, per person.

You can only toke up outside. You can play golf, fish, and I'm sure there are other activities. I guess happy time (hour) starts at 4:20 PM. So, I wonder if they have a place where you can purchase your munchies, or do you have to supply your own? Will you be able to purchase extra pot at the front desk? I mean, if I have to pay close to $400 bucks a night, what else do I get for that price?

And what of the animals? Are we going to have stoned chipmunks running amok? Are you going to be attacked by a stoned  bear that thinks you are a taco from Taco Bell? Are the hummingbirds going to see you as a giant sweet sippy-cup? What about a bull elk or a big buck that's high, and looks at you and decides that it's rutting season all over again?

What about when hunting season comes along? How would you like to be out hunting around Durango, with a bunch of hunters who are stoned? I wouldn't. 'Course, they might have some fantastic food and great munchies, and never set foot out of camp. Or, maybe some of them would trek to their tree stand and, when they set down, find that they forgot to bring their bow with them.

All of this "fun" will start July 1st.

I personally think that Colorado made a BIG mistake by legalizing recreational marijuana. It is more of the dumbing down of America trend. And, yeah, I smoked it years ago. Plus, I drank like a fish. But I grew out of it a long, long time ago. I have no problem with medical pot. If it helps, then by all means be my guest.  But do we really need a hotel that caters to marijuana users?

I wish that the people of Durango would think more about what this could do to their town other than bring in money and the impact it could have. Then again, maybe it will make them all rich.
Note: Kathi here -- I had to sneak this photo in of Jim from an event at a library conference we went to around 2008 -- tie-die, gray wig, leather wrist band, handband and all. Shhhh! He won't know it's here, probably until comments come in. Hee hee hee!

Tuesday, June 9, 2015


The cowboy code was never really written down. But, now and then, a old cowboy would take a boy aside and teach him things. Things to know, things to do. They would pass on a "code" that they had lived by their whole life.

I think that we, as men, in this day and age should maybe take heed. And try and teach young men and boys this "code." I think that women and girls may gain from this also. Maybe we all just need to be reminded now and then.

                        - COWBOY CODE -

 1. Learn all you can and cultivate wisdom.
 2. Speak the truth, and let your word be your bond.
 3. Never betray a trust, or desert a friend.
 4. It's fine to feel fear, but don't let it back you down.
 5. Remember that good never prevails without courage and grit.
 6. Be courteous, polite, and neat.
 7. Be gentle with women, children, and the elderly.
 8. Listen to the elderly, for they can be wise.
 9. Protect and care for those who can't help themselves.
10. Protect the land and care for animals.
11. If something sounds too good to be true, expect that it is.
12. Do the job you're paid to do with honor and pride.
13. Never quit when times are the toughest.
14. Speak straight, speak properly, and don't speak to much.
15. Keep your sense of humor, and don't meddle.
16. Smile, it could open doors for you.
17. When you have done all you can, rest in your faith.
(From: A Look at Life from the Saddle: Stores and Inspirations from a Cowboy, by Armour Patterson)

There are some others. And some are just common sense. It couldn't hurt to put some of these to use today in our lives. Now, if we could just get the young ones to put down their gadgets and listen.

Monday, June 8, 2015


"An unhurried sense of time is in itself a form of wealth."
--Bonnie Friedman, author

"We are all travelers in the wilderness of this world, and the best we can find in our travels is an honest friend."
--Robert Louis Stevenson, Scottish novelist and poet

"Laugh and the world laughs with you; snore and you sleep alone."
--Anthony Burgess, English writer and composer

Wednesday, June 3, 2015


We all know that rabbits are quick on their feet. And that they are quick to reproduce. When you have rabbits, they get into just about everything. They also seem to be on the smart side. It once took my Dad a whole year to get rabbits out of his garden.

Their garden was 50-feet by 100-hundred feet. They plowed, they planted, and fenced it off. Soon, the garden had young sprouts shooting up all over the place. Then the young sprouts and some of their veggies were disappearing, and my Dad found evidence of some wascally wabbits had been at the garden. He set some traps around the garden. He managed to catch a few. But the garden was still being raided.

He checked and rechecked the fence. He could not find where they were getting in. Then one day, when he was in the garden doing some hoeing, something ran between his feet. Scared the crap out of him. He started to look around the garden. Almost right in the middle of it he found a rabbit hole. He guessed that when he put up the fence that he fenced some of the rabbits in the garden. He told me that those were some of the best rabbits he had eaten in years.

Now our garden is up and ready to go. Except we came home the other night and found that a -- or some -- rabbits had been digging in our garden. The garden is now fenced off. But, it does not stop there. These brazen little bas***ds now lay in wait for Kathi and I. They will lay in the yard, right next to the sidewalk. You come out of the house, walk towards the garage, and it jumps up, scares the pee out of you, and runs off about 10 yards or so, and stops. And I swear that they turn around and then flip you off.

Some friends of ours are having rabbit problems also. Their rabbit problem is worse then ours. They have gangs of rabbits. And they swear that the rabbits are throwing gang signs back and forth at the dogs. I think that there will be a turf war soon in their backyard. I'm also sure that one of those gang of rabbits, is called. . . The Dead Rabbits, from that movie Gangs of New York. I think the other gang is called The Bunz or something along those lines.

I saw three rabbits just the other day, chasing a German Shepard down our street. They are so brazen that they have picked out a spot in our front yard to lay and sunbathe. Plus they watch our front room window while lounging in the sun, and flip you off if you look out the window. I'm hoping that they will chase the mailman. Then, maybe, if they don't catch him he will file a report. Maybe send in the National Guard or something. I even think that they may have scared off all of the coyotes around here.

These bunnys are planning to take over, I just know it.

Tuesday, June 2, 2015

JAMES MADISON: Our Fourth President.

James Madison, our fourth president, made this wise observation.

"I believe there are more instances of the abridgment of the rights of the people by the gradual and silent encroachments of those in power, than by violent and sudden usurpations."

Thursday, May 28, 2015

Renuzit Pearl Scents: A Review and Giveaway (A Kathi Post)m

Renuzit provided me with a sample of Renuzit Pearl Scents in exchange for a review of the product. All the opinions expressed here are mine alone.

I am a scent person. I choose just about every product based on its scent -- household cleaners, shampoos, lotions, soaps -- you name it.

One thing I really like is to walk into my house and have it smell nice. When my Renuzit Pearl Scents sample arrived, I opened it and put it out right away. I received the Sparkling Rain sample. That's also good because that scent is green, and green is my favorite color!

Though I do not think it actually smells like rain itself, it does smell fresh and clean. I placed the container in my hallway, but I do not really spend enough time walking back and forth to get to smell the scent often enough, so I moved it into the bedroom.

It smelled great, but I am sleeping most of the time I'm in there, so I moved it to the living room near the entrance. I can smell the clean and fresh scent pretty much the entire time I'm home. I really like the way it smells, so that's good.

It's also kind of fun to look at because the "pearl" aspect of it is that the product is made of shiny, gel-looking pearls. Every once in awhile, I give it a shake when I walk by just because it's fun and I think it stirs things up and gives the room a fresh burst of scent. Are you a fisher? These kinda remind me of salmon eggs, but prettier and they smell WAY better. (Oh, no -- I hope my husband Jim does not get any wild ideas.)

Renuzit Pearl Scents are offered in Sparkling Rain, Serenity, Seductive Pineapple, Tranquil, and Blue Sky Breeze. Bonus -- they are pretty, too!

Renuzit has given me 3 free-product coupons to giveaway so 3 readers can try it, too. If you want to receive one of them, please send me an email with the subject line "Renuzit Pearl Scents" and give me your name and mailing address in the body of the email. I'll choose three entrants at random to receive a coupon for your own free Renuzit Pearl Scents product. 

Email me at kathleennoland (at) yahoo (dot) com by June 1. I'll draw the recipients on June 2 and will mail out your free product coupon the same day. I'll post the recipient names here so that you can start watching for yours if yours is one of the names drawn.

Thanks for stopping by and reading.

Wednesday, May 27, 2015


Have you ever heard of pupaphobia?

It is an unreasonable fear of dolls and puppets.

So, now you know!

Monday, May 25, 2015

Memorial Day: Thank you

Thank you to all who served, and to those of you who have family who served. God bless.

Wednesday, May 20, 2015

Ted Nugen't's Post to Think About

Ted Nugent posted this on his Facebook page yesterday, and I thought it was interesting and something some of you might like to see.
For those Americans still capable of actually thinking with a sense of honesty, THINK ABOUT THIS!

Part I
A. Back off and let those men who want to marry men, marry men.
B. Allow those women who want to marry women, marry women.
C. Allow those folks who want to abort their babies, abort their babies.
D. In three generations, there will be no liberal democrats.

Part II
10 Poorest Cities in America and how did it happen?
(City, State, % of People Below the Poverty Level)
1. Detroit , MI 32.5% 
2. Buffalo , NY 29.9% 
3. Cincinnati , OH 27.8% 
4. Cleveland , OH 27.0% 
5. Miami , FL 26.9% 
6. St. Louis , MO 26.8%
7. El Paso , TX 26.4%
8. Milwaukee, WI 26.2%
9. Philadelphia , PA 25.1%
10. Newark , NJ 24.2%

What do the top ten cities (over 250,000) with the highest poverty rate all have in common?
Detroit, MI (1st on the poverty rate list) hasn't elected a Republican mayor since 1961
Buffalo, NY (2nd) hasn't elected one since 1954
Cincinnati, OH - (3rd) since 1984
Cleveland, OH - (4th) since 1989
Miami, FL - (5th) has never had a Republican mayor
St. Louis, MO - (6th) since 1949
El Paso, TX - (7th) has never had a Republican mayor Milwaukee, WI - (8th) since 1908
Philadelphia, PA - (9th) since 1952
Newark, NJ - (10th) since 1907

Einstein once said, "The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results."

It is the poor who habitually elect Democrats...yet they are still POOR.
Part III
"You cannot help the poor by destroying the rich. 
You cannot strengthen the weak by weakening the strong. 
You cannot bring about prosperity by discouraging thrift. 
You cannot lift the wage earner up by pulling the wage payer down. 
You cannot further the brotherhood of man by inciting class hatred. 
You cannot build character and courage by taking away people's initiative and independence.
You cannot help people permanently by doing for them, what they could and should do for themselves."
--Abraham Lincoln

"Any man who thinks he can be happy and prosperous by letting the government take care of him had better take a closer look at the American Indian.” -- Henry Ford


Tuesday, May 19, 2015


After Mom's day, it is time to do some planting of gardens. Time to clean the patio and patio furniture. Time to get out the utensils for cooking on the grill. Unless, of course, you're like me and use your grill in the winter time. 'Course, anytime is a good time to cook on your grill.

I'm lucky; I have a couple of grills I use. But now is the time to clean your grill, buy more propane, wood chips for smoking, charcoal, and new utensils if need be. Check all parts of your grill and replace anything that looks old or worn out. Check propane bottles and lines. Also check carefully under the lid of your grill. I had a couple of wasp nests one time.

'Course, once I have my grill ready for the summer I want to cook something on it the same day. Make something simple, like hot dogs or some burgers. I also get out some of my recipes that I've gotten over the years, or some that I've seen on TV or out of a magazine. I also go through spices, rubs, marinades. Replace them, make new ones, or buy some of your favorites.

Do you use any cast iron on your grill? Check them for rust and such. If need be, clean and re-season them. How about that rotisserie? Do you still have all the parts? Does the motor still work? Check the cord. Do you have a apron? Has the one you used last year been cleaned? Do you need a meat thermometer? How about the batteries? How about the squirt bottle for flare ups on your grill? And what about a fire extinguisher? It doesn't hurt to have one handy, just in case.

So once you're ready, it's time to crank it up. Do some cooking. Give the wife a break. Throw a He-man steak on the grill. Cook up some chicken. Do some beans in the skillet. Smoke some fish on the grill. Maybe you have some leftover elk or venison in the freezer. Cook it low and slow. It's a good time to spend with family and friends. Or to really bug your neighbor when he smells something cooking on your grill.

So, have at it. Time to start the grilling season. Be safe. And as I like to say: FEED YOUR FACE!

Monday, May 18, 2015

QUOTES OF THE WEEK: May 18, 2015

"Wisdom consists not so much in knowing what to do in the ultimate as knowing what to do next."
--Herbert Hoover, 31st President

"Let me win, but if I cannot win, let me be brave in the attempt."
-- Special Olympics motto

"Everything you can imagine is real."
--Pablo Picasso, Spanish artist

Friday, May 15, 2015


First, I want to thank those of you who said prayers and sent well wishes for me while I was out with kidney stones. Next, I thank my better half, Kathi, for doing some posts about how I was doing. And for watching over me. And hauling my fat little butt to and from the hospital. (Sorry if I scared you a few times.)

So, I won't go into great detail about the kidney stones, and the procedure to be able to pass them suckers. I will say, though, that when you have one of the stones at about a half inch in size? You are NOT going to be able to just pee that sucker out. Thank God for some good drugs. I wish that the doctors would check out getting some equipment in a smaller size. Haven't they ever heard of fiber optics??!! Enough said.

I'm on the mend, and trying to get back in the swing of things around home. I lost a few pounds while having the stones. I lost my sense of taste for awhile. But, with how good a cook Kathi is, I'll gain a few of those pounds back. I'm ready for some home-cooked ribs, biscuits and gravy, and homemade cookies. Maybe we can go out to eat, and I think that I would be good for about a pound of crab legs and some hush puppies. The Isle of Belly is in need!

When I used to drink beer on a regular basis, I never got kidney stones. Maybe it's time to fry up some bacon and have a beer.

Again, thanks for the prayers and your words of encouragement. They helped immensely.