orange is the new red

Rep. Orange (R-OH) becomes weeper of the House--imagine the scrutiny Rep. Pelosi would have taken for crying (if she even cries is a mystery, right?).

Is there a gold bubble?

Gold is selling for more than $1,400 per ounce and not long ago was less than $400 per ounce. Why has gold prices risen so sharply in recent years? I think there is a gold bubble and if I had gold I'd probably be selling, but I don't have any real gold to speak of. I don't think I would be selling to those "Buy Gold Now' places, but I certainly might look to. Well I just wonder is there a gold bubble and when will it pop? Gold is extremely malleable so it may be a while before this bubble bursts, some even think gold may hit $2,000 this year ... I say to invest in gold at your own risk!

New Year, New Post

I didn't post to this blog at all last year. Not once. But now I can say that I have posted to it once this year. This post right here. It's right here. Maybe I'll bring my unedited self back to this place and write a few things to share with the zero readers I have. How would you like that? I don't expect any answers in the comments section, since I have Zero readers. Oh some day to be read.

Do I look 37? Because I am

Turned the big 3-7 last weekend. Celebrated with family, and it was good. We ate, and ate some more. Got some roasted chickens from Costco to cutup and eat, three of them to be exact. I cut up a pretty good chicken, if you ask me. Also made a hashbrown casserole and my mom and Mimi brought me a cake from Costco. I'm now older than my Mimi was when I was born, that does kind of make me start feeling older. Great-grandma Clark was there too, she will be 98 in a couple of weeks (Aug. 26). And really she doesn't look hardly a day over 90. I have included one of my favorite photos of Grandma Clark. This was taken seven years ago and she does pretty much look the same today.

The Worlds has come and gone

The PDGA Worlds Pro and Am (disc golf) tournament was held in Kansas City last week, and now it is over. I did not play, but instead caddied for Matt Petre, he finished near the bottom in the Men's Advanced (amateur) division, but we had a lot of fun hanging out and catching up. We hardly ever get to hang out anymore, so it was a fun week. Too bad he didn't play better, but as the saying in disc golf -- the most fun wins! Caddying for disc golf is really not a big deal, but it's a good walk, and we have some of the most beautiful courses to play here in KC. He played Water Works on the first morning and it was raining. We played with the eventual champion that morning, Matt Keatts, a pretty nice guy from N. Carolina. That afternoon, he played Wyco, which is a fairly long and challenging course. Wednesday, we played my home course that morning, Prairie Center (Olathe) and Shawnee Mission, and we played Shawnee Mission again Thursday morning. Friday, he took on the monster of all courses, Blue Valley. Matt shot a respectable 81, he was hoping for 80 or under, but I believe that an 81 was a descent score. On Saturday we watched the finals at Blue Valley, and Avery Jenkins was the eventual winner in the Open division. Congrats to AJ, he's a good guy. His sister, Val, took home the top women's honor, her third World Championship. Hats off to Val, too. Next time the Worlds comes to KC, I'm definitely playing. Peace!

New Year, New Post

So maybe i didn't keep an earlier resolution to blog more. Maybe I made it my resolution to start this year; maybe I didn't. OK so actually I didn't, so if I don't blog more I don't break my resolution. i hate breaking resolutions.

2009 has happened upon us, it found my well-fed and warm in a happy state. Food glorious food flooded the counter tops and drinks were flowing as well. I lost a sentence as I spoke but no worries needed, those words had not coherent meaning. I found meaning by looking directly into people's eyes. They were cowards and would not look in my eyes; the fear they showed by not looking into my soul directly was noted.

I'm still struggling with what to post. I can't write about me, so I must either write about you or famous people or politics or sports. If you can give me a clue as to what you think I should write about then let me know. I could write about what I have done on Facebook, but that wouldn't be much and isn't that what Facebook is for. I could write about the food I eat, which is plenty. But do you really want to read about my diet. I could write about my disc golf abilities, which are limited. I played in a mini tournament yesterday at Prairie Center Park in Olathe, and while I had fun, I didn't win. But I will say it again, I had fun. The wind died down and the sun was out ... I paired up with Rick and Will; we shot one over, which is not great for this kind of scramble, but all in all ... like I said, I had fun. It's a fun game, with lots of challenges.

It's a new year, a new blog, a new start, a beginning without end. Shalom.

Duck tape man

Duck Tape Man, or is that Duct Tape Man--I think it can be either, but I usually think duck tape, which I have no idea why because no one is taping ducks and I don't believe ducks went into the manufacture of this tape, or at least I pray they weren't used to make duck tape.



So Duck Tape Man was I. Constructed by me, this crazy duck tape suit served as a Halloween costume. Not easy to make, but not too difficult either. I just made sheets of duck tape putting the tape back to back, and then constructed this suit with those sheets, not extremly comfy, but it was Halloween many are not cozy. No raeal fabric in the entire suit. I did wear a T-shirt and underwear, but it was too warm for much else even in late October. Also I duck taped an old pair of water shoes.



Much better than many of my other costumes in later years --Mel from Alice, boxing writer Bert Sugar, Stan the mustachioed man. I may try it again some year and go as the Tin Man. That's what Julia wanted me to do last year, but I didn't get it made.