Monthly Archives: September 2016

Miss Peregrine

Miss Peregrine

My wife talked me in to seeing Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children.  We hit the 11:55am showing at the theater in Victor. There were only about 10 of us in the entire theater.  It’s a quirky movie with some good suspense.

Elizabethe read the book (of course).  It was a long time ago, and so she didn’t remember much of the story except the children were peculiar.


Before heading in to the movie we visited the food court at the mall.  I had a very good Philly Cheese Steak sandwich at Charley’s.  I had them put jalapeno ranch dressing on it along with tomatoes and lettuce.  Boy, was it good!

Then, after the movie we went to BJ’s to stock up on a few items.  (Winter is coming.)  I kept eyeing their steaks.  My birthday is coming, and that’s my favorite birthday dinner – steak!  (Ever notice that so much stuff at BJ’s cost about the same?  You can almost add it up in your head when you round up.  $10, $20, $30, $40…

Day is Gone

By the time we got home it was nearly 4pm.  The day is gone.  I just have time to update my blog, check my e-mails and all that stuff.

Route 66

Part of my blog updates were doing some Route 66 posts in advance.  Do you realize the Route 66 theme song has been covered by at least 50 artists?  Yeah, that’s quite a tribute to the love of the song.

BBQ Chicken

BBQ Chicken

I love BBQ chicken as well as most any meat cooked over the open flame.  I found a leftover piece of chicken and decided to make BBQ chicken pizza.  (My wife say’s that’s not pizza.  I said, “Okay, it’s a BBQ Chicken open-faced sandwich.)

I took a small pizza round and I covered it with my homemade BBQ sauce.  After shredding the chicken, I placed it on the pizza.  I smothered it with sharp cheddar cheese and topped that with onions.  Shoving it in the oven, I baked it for about 12 minutes at 425 degrees.

It was yummy!


We’re getting rain!  Yes!

The lawn is looking green again.  That’s great news!

It’s a good excuse to stay indoors and do some painting.  I can use all the practice I can get.  I’m trying to develop a style of my own.

Route 66 Tour

I’ve been updating the Route 66 website.  I will start making phone calls and writing letters soon.  Paul and I need to get sponsors on board.  This is a massive undertaking, and I’ll have to make lots of phone calls.

The first 2/3rds of the trip are uncharted territories for me.  While I’ve been to Kansas City, I haven’t been on Route 66 there.  Pretty much from Chicago to Winslow, Arizona, will be new road for me.  Also, looking at the map I’m glad we’re only driving a few miles a day.  (Remember, I’ll be gone for a month!)



“Zing”, that’s the sound of time flying by.  I can’t believe it will be October in a couple of days.  November follows.  I’m a little anxious about what might happen in November with the election.

At the suggestion of a friend I mixed equal parts of flour, sugar and baking soda to see if it will catch a mouse.  We’ll see.  With the hot weather turning cold so quickly, the mice are darting indoors.  It’s too bad they can’t be trained to do weeding.


I was reminiscing with some new friends about an old friend:  Enrico Massagli.  There’s hardly a day that goes by that I don’t miss the man.  It was just a little over six years ago that Enrico joined the church.  What followed was a very full and wonderful year.  Not quite a year and a half after he joined the church, Enrico passed away.

As I was telling stories about my old friend, Enrico, one of our guests said, “I’d love to meet the man some day.”

It then hit me, this is around the time of year Enrico was baptized.  So, I had to look it up.  I was off about two weeks.

As we approach November, I’ll recall our Veteran’s Day drives.  When Enrico bought his Mazda Miata Rx5, we started a tradition of taking off early in the morning.  He’d let me drive.  We’d find a mountain to conquer.  Our first was Mount Diablo, then Mount Tamalpais, Mount Hamilton, and so went the adventures.

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Mount Diablo

Well, it was fun telling them about my dear friend.

Miss you bud!




Secret Grove

Secret Grove

There’s a beautiful place in the Town of Palmyra called the Secret Grove.  It’s off Stafford Road where Temple Road tees in to Stafford.  It’s worth a visit.  Okay, it’s really the Sacred Grove, but there are many people who don’t even know it exists.  Plus, I was doing a little play off how people think of our temples as “secret” instead of “sacred”.

The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints has a lovely historic site on Stafford Road, about 1.5 miles south of the Village of Palmyra.  There you find the Sacred (not secret) Grove, a re-creation of the Smith’s log home, and their actual frame home.  It is open to the public and it costs nothing, nor do they ask for donations.

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My Favorite Place in the Sacred Grove

Spotted with benches along the trail, the Sacred Grove is a favorite of many people.  Many people have their own “favorite” bench in the Sacred Grove.  Mine (picture above) is a quiet place of solitude.

The Temple

The temple is another sacred place I like to go.  In view of the Sacred Grove, the Palmyra Temple is a special temple.  All temples are special, but the Palmyra Temple is extra special.  Positioned on a hill east of the grove, the temple has a lovely view of the Sacred Grove.  Moroni, with his back to the grove, is a symbol of the gospel being spread from the grove to all the world.

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Palmyra Temple

Driving in Circles

Driving in Circles

Ever feel like you’ve been driving in circles?

That’s what it is like mowing a lawn on a tractor.  The only saving grace is you can see where you’ve been.

For me, the attraction of lawn mowing is seeing immediate results.  I know, that’s a huge problem in today’s society — too many people expecting immediate satisfaction, but this is different.  It is different because it is the fruits of hard work.

I remember Karate Kid.  Painting, waxing, whatever the chore, you got to see the results of your labors.  Wax on.  Wax off.  (That’s also the joys of waxing a car which I haven’t done in a long time.  My car shows it.)

My tractor has cruise control (thank goodness).  It’s difficult to hold a steady slow.  I just punch the cruise control, get comfortable, and in circles we go.


Leaves are starting to turn, and this means they are also starting to fall.  I wonder how frequently I’d have to “vacuum” the lawn to keep it leaf free.  Hmmm… That would be a lot of gasoline.

So, here’s my idea…

I lawn sweeper that sweeps the leaves in to a chute.  The chute feeds an extruder that compresses the leaves.  The “juice” from the leaves is sprayed back onto the grass, thus fertilizing it.  The compressed, extruded pellets go in to a hopper.  The hopper is dumped in to a bin that feeds a pellet stove.

Tada!  Heat for the winter.  No leaves, and a fertilized lawn.

Lemon Olive Oil

Lemon Olive Oil

I really like lemon olive oil.  Wegman’s has a lemon infused olive oil that when mixed with plain yogurt makes a great salad dressing.  It is also good with garbanzo beans (mixed with chopped onions and cilantro).  It complements my chicken curry too.

I made my coconut chicken curry along with some a garbanzo bean salad and a cucumber salad.  I’ve got the coconut chicken curry recipe down to a science now.

Cooling Down

The temperatures are cooling down.  A couple of days ago, we needed the air conditioning, now it is feeling like we need a heater.  I’m glad to see cooler temperatures.

If we could get some rain now.

Next Weekend

Next weekend is General Conference weekend.  It seems like it was just April.  Time flies.  Conference is always a treat.  Ten hours of instruction and inspiration is motivating and uplifting.

They passed a list for the chili dinner and only two of us signed up.  I hope that isn’t an indication of attendance.  I plan to make a pot of chili for the dinner.

It is time to start thinking about questions.  I always try to come up with at least 3 questions for conference.    A benefit of doing this is you pay attention more when you’re listening for an answer.

Millions of Women

Millions of Women

Millions of women attended the Annual General Women’s Conference tonight.  Elizabethe went to the church to watch, but got a headache and asked me to come pick her up.  So, I watched it with her at home.

Some good points were stressed regarding charity.  I grow a bit weary hearing about how dangerous these immigrants are.  I take issue with those who come here illegally, but I believe there is room enough for those who come here legally seeking asylum and relief.

The conference addresses are found here.


The weather this summer created a problem with mice.  It reminds me of California.  At the end of the summer the mice would flee from the fields and seek refuge in the house.

I carefully looked for entry points.  In a house this old, there are plenty.  I need to plug them with steel wool.

Getting a tabby cat is not an option.  I’m so allergic to cats I can tell when someone has been around a cat.  If you hear me sneezing more than 2-3 times,  it is because someone nearby has cat dander on them.

Monday I will go pickup some traps.  In the meantime, I’m watching for things that can attract them.  Remove any food source, and they don’t want to stick around.


Instructions to Avoid Getting Shot

Instructions to Avoid Getting Shot

Avoid getting shot.  While I understand how people of color can feel like they are being singled out, I can’t understand stupid moves.  When a police officer draws on you, every move you make must assure the officer you are not a threat.   If you need to reach for your wallet, you don’t reach for it until given permission.  Even then, you follow instructions.

I watched a recent video.  The suspect kept moving away from the police (bad idea #1), and then went in to the driver’s side of the vehicle with both hands and his head (bad idea #2) prior to being shot.  They were stupid moves.  Why can’t people understand that?

Having had some law enforcement training, here are some instructions on how to avoid getting shot if the officer has his/her gun drawn.  This comes from some of my cop friends back in the day…

  1. Immediately put both hands high above your head.
  2. Don’t move move unless instructed to do so.
  3. Do not run away
  4. Don’t try to get away, or avoid being cuffed.  That always ends bad, and usually for you.
  5. Announce what you are going to do from the time they draw until the incident is over.
  6. To set the officers at ease, yell back, “I am going to keep my hands in the air, and drop to my knees.  I intend to cooperate fully.”  Then, drop to your knees and keep your hands in the air.
  7. Stay there until you are either cuffed or told you can stand or put your hands down, etc.  Just do as you’re told.
  8. If you have a gun, knife or other weapon, while keeping your hands in the air, tell them where it is.  Example:  “I am carrying a Glock 9mm.  It is in a concealed holster.  I will remain still until you can secure the gun.”
  9. If there is something important they must know, tell them, but don’t lie to them.

Roadside Stops

The same is true for a road-side stop.  Every officer has the fear that they can be shot at any time.  A CHP Officer once told me this is what you should do when stopped…

  1. Before the officer gets out of his car, get your wallet out and on the dash if you can.
  2. Roll down the window.
  3. Keep both hands on the wheel between 10 & 2 the entire time.
  4. If the officer asks for your registration, tell him where it is and slowly move to get it.  Example, “I keep it in the glove box.  I have no weapons in there, but I’ll move slowly.”
  5. Keep all your moves slow and verbalize what you are doing.  Example, “I put my wallet on the dash.  I’m going to get my driver’s license out of my wallet.”
  6. When not needing your hands for anything else, always place them between 10 & 2 on the wheel.
  7. Be honest (that’s the best way to get out of a ticket they say).  It also builds trust and trust will keep you safe.
  8. Be polite.  Rude people set officers on the defensive.   Even if you are one of those people who dislike and distrust the police, be nice.
  9. Don’t get out of the car unless instructed to do so, and then, follow their instructions.
  10. When told you can go, pull away as you normally would.
  11. Finally, if you did do something wrong, at any time you can ask for your lawyer.


I’m so sick and tired of the media making this an issue.  I watch the videos and think, “What did the guy expect them to do?”

This isn’t a T.V. show or movie where a cop draws his gun and then spends the next 60 seconds waiting to see if the guy is really going to shoot.  That is a stupid notion.  When a suspect draws a weapon, for the safety of everyone, the officer must assume they will use it.  At that point, they must fire.

Yeah, yeah, yeah… there are times when the person was reaching for his wallet.  I remember a case back in the 1970s in Sacramento, California, where a deaf man was shot and killed.  His fatal mistake?  He reached around to his back pocket quickly.  What was he reaching for?  His “deaf card”.  Had he simply remained with his hands in the air he wouldn’t been shot.

The media is divisive in making us think there is nothing we can do to avoid getting shot.  That in itself is frightening.    That sets certain groups of people at odds with law enforcement.  Whether it is Charlotte, SC, Tulsa, OK, or Oakland, CA, the police aren’t out to get blacks, but watch the news and you’d think otherwise.

On a Brighter Note

Elizabethe and I saw Sully.  I highly recommend it.  It is a movie about confidence, integrity and honor.  It is a movie about a man who knew chose the right, and didn’t let others bully him in thinking otherwise.  He also demonstrates a great deal of humility.  Even when he tells his co-pilot he feels proud, he tells him he feels proud that his co-pilot was by his side — a truly humble thing to say from a man who pulled off the greatest landing in aviation history.

They Add Up

They Add Up

All those little things… they add up.  When I got up this morning I did not realize there were so many little things left unfinished.  Put this away.  Fold this up. Pay this bill.  Call this customer.  The is suddenly over.

My dad used to say he bought his Rolls Royce (which he only paid $4,000 for) with money others spend frivolously.  He did the math for a friend.  “One pack a day at… times 7 packs a week times 52 packs a year…”

You get the idea.  Money or time, it works the same.

Accomplishing so much today, why do I feel like it’s a wasted day?

All those little loose ends are tied up.  E-mails are answered, and websites updated.  Nearly anything I do from my office is done.  Okay, I did not clean my office.

It’s because I did not allot time for myself, and that stinks.  There is always tomorrow, as they say.  Tomorrow is Friday, and I’m going to take my wife to see a movie, but for today I think I’ll call it quits.

Sully sounds like something I want to see.  The guy lived in Danville.  Back in my bicycle-commute days, I rode through Danville on my way to work.  Aside from that, it sounds like an interesting story.  (And, Tom Hanks attended CSUS.  I have two connections to this movie.)

Scored 80

Scored 80

One of my images last night scored 80 at the FLPP meeting.  It is a picture of my granddaughter.  Monroe edged me out by one point for having the highest score of the evening.

Roger Smith presented the program.  Shortly after 9/11 Roger photographed diners throughout New England.  It was a motivating and fun presentation.

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A Silver Screen Beauty

We hold our meetings at Abigail’s on the 5 & 20 in Seneca Falls.  I had their chicken fiesta salad.  It was very good.  It had all the right ingredients.  The only thing missing was a plate with fresh, hand pressed tortillas.  (You get a breadstick instead.)

When you have a 2pm meeting, followed by a 3pm meeting, followed by dinner (after the meeting), the entire day goes POOF.

When I hear people say, “I wish I could clone myself”, I have to laugh.  First, your clone would have to grow up, which in my case will take about 60 years.  Second, the clone will have different experiences and thus develop a psychological profile.   It just seems like a silly thing to say.

Besides, do you really want TWO of YOU walking around?

That would be weird, as my granddaughter would say.