The thoughts of a writer.

Friday, November 17, 2017

Trifles

And while all the people were yelling about their trifles, the (only)-overweight, underachiever from across the 38th parallel was plotting to incinerate large portions of the world and the "leader" of the free-world was busy tweeting petty hatreds while balancing precariously on top of his oversized wallet.

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Thursday, November 16, 2017

Sexual Misconduct


Sexual Misconduct
UnAssociated Press
November 16, 2017


BREAKING NEWS!
EVERYONE has just been accused of sexual misconduct! We apologize.

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Wednesday, November 15, 2017

Essential Oils???

Why are they called "Essential Oils" if I don't really need them?

Tuesday, November 14, 2017

When SPRINT Said I Changed My Plan

I understand that I'm a "dinosaur" because (even though I am employed in Information Technology) I don't succumb to every new (and not so new) technological trend. My wife and I have cell phones and I get a good price on my plan because I've had it for a long time and we don't have any extras. Our phones are just phones. They are not portable computers that have voice/calling as one of the apps. So when Sprint emailed me that I had changed my plan a couple of weeks ago, I immediately called customer service to find out what was going on. The people at customer service asked for verification of who I was by a code word established years ago. I gave the person the word and she was unable to "authenticate it." Though I was calling on the phone in question about a change that had obviously been made, I was forced to go to a Sprint store. At the store, I was able to use my ID to establish a PIN and to find out that my plan had been changed to Unlimited Talk and Text. My concern was if the price had also changed and I was told it was "basically the same." Later, armed with my new PIN I went online and learned that my "code word" to "authenticate" my identity had been hopelessly misspelled by another of the customer service personnel.

So in the meantime, I began to use the text feature which I had previously had turned off when it was costing 10 cents per text. Now that I had Unlimited Talk and Text, why not use it right? So after a time I decided to use my new PIN and check on my account to make sure the cost had remained "basically the same" for the "Unlimited Talk and Text" plan that I had not authorized the change for. But the cost had changed! So I contacted Sprint and found that the new plan "was basically the same," except that text messages were costing 20 cents apiece. I was, of course, not at all pleased by being misinformed and duped into paying more. So I made them refund the extra charges for texting, turn off the texting feature and "basically" put things back to where they were before Sprint said "I had changed my plan."

So I'm back to being a "dinosaur" and annoying friends and family who want to text message me. Along the way my opinion of phone companies remains the same as well. They are all crooked.

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Monday, November 13, 2017

Back In Wilkie

It was exciting to get back into the Wilkie Unit on Friday. It had been awhile and it had changed in many ways and yet it was still the same. I immediately found the remnants of an owl off the edge of the trail. Then I saw a lot of Bald Eagles and even more swans over Blue Lake. The river had geese and Mergansers and I found the large tracks of the hind foot of a beaver in the dried mud. When I was on the trail beneath the highway bridge, it should have been easy but the trail was washed out and I had to leap across. I'm getting kind of old for that but I made it. On the way out I met a hunter searching for the blood trail of the deer he hit almost four hours earlier. My 2-hour hike in the windy, 22 degrees (F) was exhilarating to say the least. I wish I had more opportunities to enjoy the places I used to frequent almost daily.

Owl flight feathers have soft edges for silence.


2 Bald Eagles


Eagles above swans


Swans


Flood Remnants


Minnesota River


Cottonwoods get hollow


My favorite terrain


I remember you.


Too cold for the beach.


Beaver


Texture

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Veterans Day

When Veterans Day is prefaced by a quick, methodical and somewhat impersonal military funeral ceremony, it drives home the reality of what it all means; and also what it doesn't mean.

Tuesday, November 07, 2017

Grayson Makes History!


https://www.amazon.com/dp/1978045468/

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Monday, November 06, 2017

Dear John

Dear John,

A long time ago, we were best friends. I met you in seventh grade on the football field. When I was 24, it was you who accompanied me on the premier adventure of my life—when we flew to Alaska and hired a bush pilot to drop us off on Admiralty Island for most of a week. We drank a lot of beers together and every Thursday was taco night.

Later, we drifted apart. I left the bar stool and life changed. We began to socialize in different circles. We lost touch.

Yesterday I heard that you had died. I tried in vain to find an obituary. Your landline is disconnected. So, I have to believe you have left the Earth just as sure as we felt like we had left the planet when we arrived in Alaska in a storm with all of those brown bears roaming around.

I’m sorry we didn’t get a chance to say goodbye.

Take Care Old Friend,

Kevin