Friday, July 24, 2015

Rushing Along

What a weekend? Yesterday was National Hot Dog Day, but you can enjoy hot dogs anytime. Parent’s Day is this Sunday; the latest National Holiday. No parents, a man and woman, no people; sounds vey important …for people. We have the Air and Water Show, GermanFest, the EAA in the city of Oshkosh by gosh, and someone is running a water slide through the City of Milwaukee Saturday; but most important and profound in the mystic hills of Wisconsin, in the shadows of trees both coniferous and deciduous the WORS Cup will convene amongst a rolling maelstrom of spinning spokes, tires, pedals and feet. To top it all off, as if the weekend were not already on overload, the IMBA Trail Care Crew is in Rice Lake this weekend.

“Rushed” is one of the most entertaining books I have read in a long time. A mystic fantasy trek across Wisconsin; traveling hidden fissures of supernatural origins. I found seven e-books for free on Amazon’s Prime Day.

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The image above is of no supernatural origin though I often wonder the origins of the creature at the gate. It is no fear of disappearing into some unseen parallel universe that will keep me from attending the WORS Cup, simply our schedule. The same can be said for the Collectivo Coffee Bean Classic in which I had hoped to participate. If I am lucky I will stop by to see the Elite racers and snap a couple of pictures.

I received a percolator from my wife for my birthday. As suspected, the Bulletproof Coffee is much more enjoyable with what some may call bittier or harsh percolated coffee. The butter and coconut oil have a tendency to smoother that great slurp worthy coffee flavor. I remain however perplexed by how my wife believes she can brew the coffee differently and get the same result. Sometimes it’s like I’m living in an alternative universe.

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You’ll have to settle for this picture of our garden. (The dill is supposed to protect the cabbage) My birthday photos have disappeared from my camera, including two my wife took of me with the Mayor of Milwaukee who came to a neighborhood meeting (just for my birthday I assume). Our home is far from exempt from the strange and unexplained. The number of things that have disappeared over the years, even the meticulously filed is mind boggling. My parents appear gifted with ESP as at times they demonstrate an uncanny ability to repeat conversations my wife and I have had at home word for word.

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How’s that for a paranormal, or rather a panorama. The dog vanished from the panorama when the computer put it together; spooky. Sometimes I punch a key on the keyboard but the letter doesn’t show up on the screen…. My wife is dreaming. literally like in her sleep like, of me fixing up our entire yard. Here is how it looks now. The cucumber is beginning to take off as we are finally getting some warm weather. I’ll have a useful tip for setting posts in concrete next post.

A great liberation occurred in Wisconsin on my birthday. An end was brought to that criminally orchestrated John Doe investigation here in Milwaukee. That same afternoon my wife’s and my phone called each other at the same time, both leaving voice mails of us walking out to our car. A thought came to me. So I tried to turn off my phone and remarkably it stayed turned off. That is odd as since my wife and I went to a movie and I tried to turn off my phone it wouldn’t; it would immediately turn back on. This occurred every time I tested it, until the John Doe ended. Yes, I wrote about giving Scott Walker a book at a public meeting almost twenty years ago, …throw me in jail. A day or two ago the phones called each other again and now my phone wont turn off …again. The lady on the radio suggested their may be other John Does in progress.

I know what your thinking, “You’re just not that popular or successful or even remotely interesting that anyone would care to include you in an investigation.” (yet still you read) When I changed our phone plan with U.S. Cellular to save a few bucks some months ago the lady looked at the screen and said, “I’ve never seen anything like that before.” She called the other sales person over. Some minutes later two police were rushing up to the door when the one suddenly called the other back and they sped away. The hand was on the door handle.

I’m not saying anything, just stating the facts, nothing but the facts.

DSCN5489Ah, the peach tree. Bending with bounty I was forced to trim away those fruit laden branches at the cost of multitudes of future juicy goodness. If I hadn’t the tree would tear itself apart under the weight of its own ripening fruit. I also chopped off a big part of the top. If I can’t reach it, it has no purpose. Those peaches exist for me to partake of their deliciousness, and for the enjoyment of any I may deem worthy.

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