• Today is Wednesday. Happy Humpday everyone.
  • Erin and I will be at Burger King in Las Vegas, NM late this morning. Any of you that wishes to join us, lunch is on me.
  • Tomorrow the sperm donor will be here to pick her up for the weekend. We had her for about 10 days now and I think Tori needs a break from the energizer kid.
  • Gonna start being cold according to the weather liars. Starting tomorrow we should see some freezing temperatures overnight for a few days. Daytime temps will be in the 50’s. Perfect weather in my opinion.
  • Nina and I are planning a February vacation in Chicago for next year. We figure on doing a downtown hotel for 2 nights and then staying at Casa de Beppe for the rest of the trip. We will be meeting with Marylou and possibly the lawyer about her estate. Nina is the executor for her aunt.
  • Will probably meet with other members of her family while there too.
  • You all know that you don’t have to reserve a spot at Burger King, just show up, right?
  • I really hate Sam’s Club and Walmart. Just saying.
  • If we sell this place I want to open a coffee shop across the street for the local restaurant because they annoy me. Nina says no.
  • Once again the Kennedy family has been stinking up the news programs and I have to ask; Does anyone really care about that cesspool of a family?
  • While I like my doctor, I really am not a fan of the profession. Watching the news this morning and I see that some are charging $12.50 for making copies. Crooks. My doctor is a former prison doctor.
  • OK, the Jimmy Hoffa post.  There’s a guy that spends some Sunday nights in my parking lot.  I checked on him last Sunday and he got a bit bitchy with me and when I asked him who he was, he said Jimmy Hoffa.
  • Dat’s it for now.

Jeeping and gunplay today.

Took the Norwegians Jeeping today.  I had hoped to do this without having to wash the Jeep afterwards, but there was a bit to much moisture backcountry today.  I took them to the mica mine and we did some shooting while there.  I had fun, they were blown away at how well the Jeep handled the nasty roads leading to the mine.  They enjoyed the shooting and I learned how much freedom we do have, even with that socialist s.o.b. we currently have in office.

More General Bullshit and Other Shit.

  • My trip to Illinois was fun and sad at the same time.  Had a great time with Mom, and was saddened by the death of Uncle Harold.  Nice guy, big part of our family.
  • The party for Lou and Perry Dawson was at an old train station in Lockport Illinois.  It was converted to a restaurant and it was a great place for a party.  Lou and Perry looked great, but it appeared that Perry shrunk some.  
  • Sat with the Kleywegs and Don was his usual self.  Saw Terry Dawson and he was his usual self.  I have more hair than both of them.  Pat was there and I noticed that I have more hair than he does too.
  • Planned to surprise Eddie while in town, but his wife and son were in town and he was with them.  I finally called him and visited with them at his parents house.  Alisha (sp?) seems very nice.  Ryan is a very cute kid.  Ed and I had a nice chat and I figure to see him again next time I’m in town.  One very pleasant thing I noted, I have more hair than he does.  Damn, I’m good looking!
  • Mr. & Mrs. Johnson are always a fun visit.  Mr. Johnson has memory issues, but when I was leaving he followed me out and told me that he has secrets and he feels that I am aware of his current secret.  I’m thinking that he’s not as short of memory as he’s letting on.
  • Drove home nonstop again.  I know, I said that I wasn’t gonna do that anymore, but it just felt right.  Julie drove for 4 hours, I drove the rest of the trip.  We took 80 out of Illinois and stayed on it until I hit 81 in Nebraska and took that south to 56 and followed that into NM.  Nice trip.  
  • The Norwegians are in town.  Per and Johnny have hit NM and stopped in to say hi.  Tomorrow or Friday I will take them 4 wheeling and shooting.  Johnny’s full name is Johnny Cash.  I guess there’s a law in Norway that states that a name is unique to the person and there are no duplicate names anywhere in Norway.  Couple of nice guys.
  • Going out tonight for Andy’s birthday.  He was 22 on Monday.  Class schedules have made a delayed celebration necessary.  
  • When in Chicago, Mom and I played a bunch of Scrabble.  We has some good games and she kicked my ass all over Illinois.
  • Nan has her hair cut very short, shorter than mine and even with that style she has more hair than Ed, Don, Terry, and Pat.  Just saying ya know.
  • Now for a couple of pictures.

Uncle Harold

Went with Mom to visit Uncle Harold.  For those that read this and have no idea who I’m talking about, he is my father’s cousin.  He’s dying.  While sitting in his room with Mom and Aunt Betty, I studied him as they talked.  First impression was that I wouldn’t have recognized him but the longer I looked at him I realized that I would have recognized him in time.  His features were the same, his face still had the same shape and look.

I was sad looking at him but watching Aunt Betty I realized that he lived a long a full life.  Kids, grandkids, friends and out-laws were coming to him to say goodbye while he was still here.  The day before he was there.  When we were there, he was out of it.  He did not know we were there and we saw that he was almost gone.  It’s at times like this that we come together for the family.  We talk about what was and regret with is.  There’s comfort in the past and no comfort in the present.

Even though this trip east was about a party and Uncle Harold’s pending death was coincidental, I’m glad I was able to say goodbye to him and spend time with the family.

Something I enjoyed reading. . .


Seems like cars have always had radios, but they didn’t. Here’s the true story:

One evening, in 1929, two young men named William Lear and Elmer Wavering drove their girlfriends to a lookout point high above the Mississippi River town of Quincy, Illinois, to watch the sunset.
It was a romantic night to be sure, but one of the women observed that it would be even nicer if they could listen to music in the car.

Lear and Wavering liked the idea.

Both men had tinkered with radios (Lear had served as a radio operator in the U.S. Navy during World War I) and it wasn’t long before they were taking apart a home radio and trying to get it to work in a car.

But it wasn’t as easy as it sounds:

Automobiles have ignition switches, generators, spark plugs, and other electrical equipment that generate noisy static interference,
making it nearly impossible to listen to the radio when the engine was running.
One by one, Lear and Wavering identified and eliminated each source of electrical interference.
When they finally got their radio to work, they took it to a radio convention in Chicago.
There they met Paul Galvin, owner of Galvin Manufacturing Corporation. He made a product called a “battery eliminator” a device that allowed battery-powered radios to run on household AC current. But as more homes were wired for electricity, more radio manufacturers made AC-powered radios.
Galvin needed a new product to manufacture.
When he met Lear and Wavering at the radio convention, he found it.
He believed that mass-produced, affordable car radios had the potential to become a huge business.

Lear and Wavering set up shop in Galvin’s factory, and when they perfected their first radio, they installed it in his Studebaker.
Then Galvin went to a local banker to apply for a loan. Thinking it might sweeten the deal, he had his men install a radio in the banker’s Packard. Good idea, but it didn’t work – Half an hour after the installation, the banker’s Packard caught on fire. (They didn’t get the loan.)
Galvin didn’t give up. He drove his Studebaker nearly 800 miles to Atlantic City to show off the radio at the 1930 Radio Manufacturers Association convention.
Too broke to afford a booth, he parked the car outside the convention hall and cranked up the radio so that passing conventioneers could hear it.
That idea worked — He got enough orders to put the radio into production.

That first production model was called the 5T71.
Galvin decided he needed to come up with something a little catchier.
In those days many companies in the phonograph and radio businesses used the suffix “ola” for their names – Radiola, Columbiola, and Victrola were three of the biggest. Galvin decided to do the same thing, and since his radio was intended for use in a motor vehicle, he decided to call it the Motorola.

But even with the name change, the radio still had problems: When Motorola went on sale in 1930, it cost about $110 uninstalled, at a time when you could buy a brand-new car for $650, and the country was sliding into the Great Depression.
(By that measure, a radio for a new car would cost about $3,000 today.)

On 1930, it took two men several days to put in a car radio.The dashboard had to be taken apart so that the receiver and a single speaker could be installed, and the ceiling had to be cut open to install the antenna. These early radios ran on their own batteries, not on the car battery, so holes had to be cut into the floorboard to accommodate them.

The installation manual had eight complete diagrams and 28 pages of instructions.

Selling complicated car radios that cost 20 percent of the price of a brand-new car wouldn’t have been easy in the best of times, let alone during the Great Depression.

Galvin lost money in 1930 and struggled for a couple of years after that.

But things picked up in 1933 when Ford began offering Motorola’s pre-installed at the factory.

In 1934 they got another boost when Galvin struck a deal with B.F. Goodrich tire company to sell and install them in its chain of tire stores. By then the price of the radio, installation included, had dropped to $55. The Motorola car radio was off and running. (The name of the company would be officially changed from Galvin Manufacturing to “Motorola” in 1947.)
In the meantime, Galvin continued to develop new uses for car radios.
In 1936, the same year that it introduced push-button tuning; it also introduced the Motorola Police Cruiser, a standard car radio that was factory preset to a single frequency to pick up police broadcasts.
In 1940 he developed the first handheld two-way radio, the “Handie-Talkie” for the U. S. Army.

A lot of the communications technologies that we take for granted today were born in Motorola labs in the years that followed World War II.
In 1947 they came out with the first television to sell under $200. In 1956 the company introduced the world’s first pager; in 1969 it supplied the radio and television equipment that was used to televise Neil Armstrong’s first steps on the Moon. In 1973 it invented the world’s first handheld cellular phone. Today Motorola is one of the largest cell phone manufacturers in the world.
And it all started with the car radio.

The two men who installed the first radio in Paul Galvin’s car, Elmer Wavering and William Lear, ended up taking very different paths in life.
Wavering stayed with Motorola. In the 1950’s he helped change the automobile experience again when he developed the first automotive alternator, replacing inefficient and unreliable generators.
The invention lead to such luxuries as power windows, power seats, and, eventually, air-conditioning.

Lear also continued inventing. He holds more than 150 patents. Remember eight-track tape players? Lear invented that. But what he’s really famous for are his contributions to the field of aviation.
He invented radio direction finders for planes, aided in the invention of the autopilot, designed the first fully automatic aircraft landing system, and in 1963 introduced his most famous invention of all, the Lear Jet, the world’s first mass-produced, affordable business jet. (Not bad for a guy who dropped out of school after the eighth grade.) Sometimes it is fun to find out how some of the many things that we take for granted actually came into being!


I actually had to wear a jacket today and since it was so cold I abandoned my tractor where I was working and had Catherine drive me home.  I’ll pick it up tomorrow or Monday with the trailer and run the heat.

I think that I’ve put the heat on earlier this year than any other year in the past.  Weird weather lately.  It must be the global climate change that all the liberals are crying about.  Nobody ever considers the cyclical climates changes in the past and that they may indicate that this is a new shitty cycle.  Can’t be, liberals are always right!  I’m gonna sell my Jeep and buy a weenie car like a Prius.  I’ll just tuck my manhood in a storage locker and wimp my way around the country in my Prius like a liberal.  Maybe a baby blue one.  I hate hippy liberals and their voodoo science shit.  I believe that they just want to control all what we drive, eat, and think.

Anyone want to buy unlocked iPhones?  I can unlock iPhones now.  Let me know.

Last night’s debate.

I watched all but 2 minutes of the debate.  I got called downstairs because my fridge was acting up again, fixed it and was back in minutes.  I have to say that I was surprised at how well Romney did against Obama.  As polished a speaker as Obama is, he appeared to have stumbled a bit on the replies.  When I voice my surprise at Romney’s showing, I don’t want you to think that I’ve suddenly moved to the Romney camp, I just thought that Obama  would have handed Romney his hat and sent him packing.  He didn’t even come close.

I’m still sticking with my nicknames for both candidates.  White Obama and not quite black Obama.  Yes they’re mean spirited and yes they have racial undertones, but since they are both so damned similar in the shit they are trying to shove down our throats, I am good with these nicknames.

Once again, I am very sad at the poor choices we have with this election.  I’m still voting for Gary Johnson.  I realize that he stands zero chance, but I’m hoping that he shows well enough to cause some discussion about the current 2 party system.  Current polls, ones that include Johnson, show him at 10 percent, not an insignificant number in my view.  I know that I am pissing in the Democrat Party wind here in New Mexico, but I would love to see him carry the state where he was governor and did so well as a 2 term governor.

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