Addendum to Automotivation
As you all know by now, I succumbed and sold the Tesla for a For F-150 Lightning EV. So much for temperance.
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Better Betty Management
Better Betty Management Kim is away this week. Betty is confused. Betty is always a little bit confused, but she is especially confused this week. On a normal day when she is not sleeping, she will wander from here to there in the house with a modicum of purpose, seeking something I presume to be Kim’s presence. It reassures her that Kim is nearby. Lots of people, including Kim, anthropomorphize that as Betty’s love for…
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Kick It or Lick It
Kick It or Lick It Revolutions eat their own children. That’s the way the ex-ambassador to NATO from the U.S. put it on this Sunday morning after the world was hanging on the edge of their seats during the start of the coup d’etat in Russia yesterday at this time. Kim and I were driving back from Phoenix dragging my motorcycle on a U-Haul trailer. We listened to the Breaking News all the way and…
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Flying Through New York
Flying Through New York I spent forty-four years living in and around New York City. I lived twenty-six years in Manhattan, three years on Staten Island, one year in Queens and thirteen years in a nearby Long Island town of Rockville Centre. That’s a long time for someone who never really thought about living in the Big Apple before it happened after business school. For thirty-four of those years I had the benefit of one…
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The Day Before the Day Before
The Day Before the Day Before I have always been an impatient person. If I am supposed to be somewhere at nine o’clock, I am generally there by 8:45 at the latest. I always prefer a morning flight to an afternoon flight because I would rather relax after arriving someplace than try to relax before heading out. While I generally think that promptness and timeliness is a virtue, I will admit that I take it…
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Gettin’ Loopy
Gettin’ Loopy We gathered last night with our American Flyers Motorcycle Club members at the Sunset Grill here in Moab. The Sunset Grill is the old home of the Uranium King or Utah, Charlie Steen, who discovered the Mi Vida uranium ore load just south of Moab in 1952. At the time the United States was anxious to get domestic production of uranium ore and it was the Mi Vida strike that both put Moab…
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Women in Anything
Women in Anything I was raised under a materialistic system of governance. My mother was a professional woman who supported our family exclusively, with no visible support coming at any time from dear old Dad, who was long gone by the time I was four. Mom never lost a step and never complained about any of it. In fact, I would say that she would have been surprised if it was any other way. She…
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On the Shoulder
On the Shoulder About ten years ago I was in for an annual check-up with my doctor. He was an Irishman working as a GP at NYU and he had a good crisp sense of humor. In my effort to get my money’s worth from the visit, since I never seemed to have much wrong with me, I asked him about my right shoulder. It had been bothering me a little and I tried to…
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Special Edition – Waiting for MLK
Waiting for MLK Today is April 4th, the day fifty-four years ago when Martin Luther King, Jr. was assassinated in Memphis, Tennessee. In those fifty-four years, it is hard to decide if we have made progress on civil rights and a true state of equality and justice for all in America. In the last few years we have seen more signs of resurgence of movements for white supremacy than I can recall seeing at any…
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Violence is Never OK
Violence in Never OK Who among us has never gotten so mad or so aggrieved or so aggressive as to resort to violence to give emphasis and voice to our feelings? I believe few men can make that claim and probably most women would be unable to make that claim. I make the gender specification because it seems to me that there is some hard-wiring in the male psyche that defaults to violence when threatened.…