Jingle Bells.....Bam, Bam, Bam!

What better way to cap off that Christmas day cheer than to hear gunfire outside your house. Close outside....

As I was watching "The Greatest Story Ever Told" on the television about 11:30 Christmas night I heard a loud "pop" outside. In the first microsecond your brain optimistically says, "firecracker". But if you've spent years in the army firing every conceivable type of weapon, the second microsecond say's, no that's "gunfire". I muted the TV and heard muffled angry voices somewhere outside. Then "pop, pop, pop, pop, pop". No doubt about that, a semi-automatic pistol sounding like it was in the street directly outside.

Not being sure exactly what was going on I doused the lights in the den and staying below the window lines I reached my cellphone and called 911. The operator asked what the emergency was. Giving my name and address I told her that I was certain that there was gunfire in the street somewhere near my house. Her reply was, "we'll have someone check it out". Somehow I thought that she might ask a few more questions like, "do you see anyone" or is "anyone hurt". But no, "we'll check it out" was all I got. When you call 911 with a "shots fired" report you would expect to see flashing lights within a minute or so. As I peaked out the window for the next 20 minutes, what I saw was......nothing.

When people are firing automatic weapons somewhere near my home, I rather expect flashing lights, so this didn't sit well with me. Not wanting to be too alarmist, I phoned my neighbor across the street this morning and asked her if she heard anything last night. "You mean all the gunfire", she asked. This confirmed that I'm not whacko, so late this morning I went to the police station to ask about the incident. I later received a call from a Sgt. who confirmed that another neighbor, a block up, had also called and that he had reported shots fired by persons in a vehicle..firing at another vehicle and that in fact three police units had answered the call.

Knowing that neighbors were not trying to kill each other and that this was probably just two groups of armed drunks passing through the neighborhood makes me feel better but also sad to realize that this sort of thing can happen anywhere, even in a good, quiet, residential neighborhood with assistant District Attorney's as neighbors on both sides of your house. Merry Christmas.

Gratitude...

Christmas around here has not been the same the last two years for a variety of reasons. But, as I've learned, there is much to be grateful for. This time three years ago I was preparing to go into to heart surgery......this year I'm not.

For the past three years on Christmas Eve, I've shown my thanks to the folks in the cardiac unit at the hospital by taking them a little treat. In the photo above I'm at the Cardiac unit and this time I'm not hooked up to the monitors, now that's gratitude!

The Ventures....

The Ventures will be inducted into the Rock and Roll hall of fame this coming March. Well duh dudes it's about time. The Ventures have been playing rock n'roll for about 50 years having come together in 1958 and they are still touring! Their first big hit, "Walk Don't Run", still a classic, hit #2 on the charts in 1960. Their influence on rock has been profound with over 30 major rock stars declaring The Ventures to have been a primary influence on their own music. They were the sixth largest selling group of the 1960's. With over 110 million albums sold worldwide, the group remains the best selling instrumental rock group of all time.

Here is a 1994 rendtion of some of their hits. My Mom still loves to listen, occasionally, to Telstar on my original LP Album. By the way...I'm back to posting new classic bands on my website, Captured Memories

Dispatch from the front..

Hello and I hope everyone reading this is having a wonderful day. My name is Sgt Thomas Moses [top left in photo] and yesterday I received a package from you. First off I wanted to say thank you; I have shared many of the items with the soldiers under my care. Our unit has many responsibilities however my guys are pretty specific. We run a route security team thru Iraq ensuring the safety for anyone going anywhere at anytime. My guys and I are from all over Texas most of them are from the Dallas area, I am from Midland. During this time in our lives for many of my soldiers this is their first time not only out of Texas but their first time out of country and for many of them their first time away from their families and friends. Your boxes have helped them all; I always ensure that we share them.

My background, I have spent 33.3% of my life serving in the Army Infantry and I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world. I have found that teaching those around me and helping guide young soldiers thru their lives is my calling. My family supports me more than I could have ever hoped and they have packed up and moved from country to country and city to city to ensure I have the support I need to carry out my missions.

During this time I ask that everyone take some time and realize what is really important in their lives. It's not the game systems nor the cars we drive, it’s the people around us everyday. Having been in Iraq for 3 out of the past 5 years I can truly say we are making a difference every day, one person at a time, and although I don’t believe Iraq will ever be a total democracy like what we have I do believe the people here will grasp and embrace their new freedom and understand that they hold their future within their hands. Once again I thank you all and I would also like to thank Cathy Gilleland, Mo and Cheryl Gaddis; I received your packages as well and I would like to apologize for not writing sooner but in my defense we have been quite busy with missions and I have 21 young and older soldiers (age 18 to 47)to tend to everyday being a parent isn’t ever as easy as it looks.

God bless everyone and take time to smell the flowers. Husbands take time to hug your wife and kids and share a sunset, buy someone something just because life is to short and embrace it with everything you have and you will never regret it. Thank you all again and have a wonderful new year.

Sgt Thomas Moses
11B20 Infantry leader
Iraq Delta RST/ACC


P.S. Who ever thought to put the bore snake in the package thank you very very much.

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Christmas for Our Troops...results

It has been just one week since our 600+ gift packages were mailed to our troops in Iraq and Afghanistan. Today we received this email. Sure makes all the work of many people worthwhile....

Dear Scott, Wallace and Gail and all others at West Texas Troop Salute,

I am completely in awe with the generous package I just received from your organization! WOW! I shared with everyone and I can't express how truly impressive this box really was. A camera, batteries, a phone card, not to mention the Cheezits, which are my personal favorite, and so much more that I cannot mention them all. I am so grateful for people who rally to support the Soldiers. This is a 15-month tour and frankly, it is miserable. Not simply the conditions, but also the workload. Sometimes I really cannot imagine getting through another 6 months working 17 hours a day, every day (and the war-fighting troops are working much harder to make our area safer for the Iraqi people), so it is critical at times that other people are putting in time, too, to show us that our work and sacrifices mean something to other who are home. You choose to sacrifice time, effort, and money to show us your support and that is encouraging and inspires more greatness from us. Personally, I am proud to share these times with people like yourselves who want to accept some of the burden in bringing some love and support to the Soldiers out here. You are doing a tremendous service for your country and for that, I will always be grateful for your time and efforts - this one package means more than you know.

I am from El Paso and I am not sure how you got my info, but I am so pleased, once again to be from the best State in the Union! Thank you with all of my heart.

Sincerely,
Nancy Preston

Captain, Engineer Branch
Brigade Engineer
3rd Brigade Combat Team, 3rd Infantry Division
FOB HAMMER, Iraq

The Things We Packed.....

With so much of the news dominated by negative events, I am sometimes forgetful of how truly generous and giving most people are; especially in Midland, Texas. I was reminded today.

Today we had nearly 100 good people show up to help pack over 600 gift boxes for our troops in combat areas overseas sponsored by our Christmas for Our Troops program. We packed movie DVD's, music CD's, t-shirts, socks, frisbees, phone cards, books, duct tape, chapstick, soap, stocking caps, cameras and much more. And usually not just one of each item. We had thousands of phone cards, disposable cameras, DVD's and CD's donated. And food. We had cases of Slim Jim's, peanuts, pretzels, crackers, cookies and candy, soup mix, drink mix.

One gentleman, who wishes to remain anonymous, put a $2 bill in each and every box, a good luck token. Each 2 cubic square foot box was packed to overflowing, but with enough room at the top to add 6 or 7 personalized Christmas cards sent by Midlanders and school children along with our personalized letter telling each recipient how much we appreciate his or her service on our behalf.

Here are some photos of the people who made it all possible

Greed: How much is too much...?

Some of the more persistant talk around town this week has been whether Cowboys fans will be able to see the Pokes/Packers game on Thursday night. To hear the buzz this topic seems to be as important as Iraq or Afghanistan. Personally I'd like to see it too. I've been watching the Cowboys since 1962. But if I don't I won't lose any sleep. Apparently some will....

But get used to this. It doesn't take a media mogul to figure out the future for Pro football telecasts. If you want to watch, you're going to pay more one way or the other. I haven't been following the NFL [the National Felons League] closely enough to know if they've announced, or not, that they are working towards getting all the games on their channel. Even if they haven't announced this, bubba, you can count on it. Any organization that pays a whole team of functional illiterates millions of dollars each to play a game, has enough money to make even more with their own TV channel. And who'll they make it from is you. Not me, because I won't be watching, but if you do, you'll be making them richer. In light of people still starving on this earth, probably richer than God thinks is appropriate.

Because our wives both worked for the same Dallas radio station from 1983-1986, I became fairly good friends with former Cowboys linebacker Dave Edwards. Dave played for most of the 60's and early 70s, was a Pro-Bowler, played in three Super Bowls and wore a Super Bowl Champions ring. Dave once told me that the most he ever made, including Super Bowl money, was about $90,000 for that year. I believe that he told me this because he was shocked that some players then, in the mid-80's, were making a half a million a year. Some players make that much per game now.

OK, you say, I'm a big Cowboys fan, I can fork over a few more dollars to Grande or Suddenlink each month to watch the 'Boys play. And if this was the end of it, perhaps I would too. But for one minute, do you think that if this works for Pro Football that the other sports giants aren't going to jump in too? My pick for the next pay sports venue will be the NASCAR Channel. The guys at NASCAR took sports media marketing to a whole new level. They ain't gonna' miss an extra paycheck.

So now, people like me and maybe you, who watched the Cowboys from day one, spent money at the games when they were losers and cheered when they were winners, are being charged to keep watching and to make the Jerry Jones' of the world even richer. Too greedy? A lot too greedy!

"An article on Forbes Magazine's website, published September 13, 2007, lists the Cowboys as the most valuable sports team in the world, with an estimated value of approximately $1.5 billion, ahead of the Washington Redskins ($1.467 billion) and the New England Patriots ($1.199 billion). They are also one of the wealthiest teams in the NFL, generating almost $250 million in annual revenue"

Local News...

I've been thinking that I need to become, once again, more involved in local stories of interest. Here are a couple of items making news around the area:

1] New Mexico Air begins service out of Midland International Airport. Now one can fly to Hobbs NM round trip for $150. The obvious question on most people's minds is....Why?

2] The Midland city council approves expenditures for 20 new larger police cruisers. I'm sure we need updated models.....now if the police force could actually be trained to use these to enforce traffic regulations the money would be well spent.

Car shoppin' with Ma....

So Ma and I go shopping for a new car for her this morning. We first go to an old line respected dealer where my family has purchased autos since the 60's. A young salesman approaches and the conversation goes like this:

Salesman: "Mrs. Craig I think you'll like this car, it has many good safety features, has a great ride, gets good gas mileage, is quiet and......"
Ma: "I'll take it!!"

Not exactly like that, but pretty close. I've never bought a new car in 10 minutes. We did today. She liked the color. So now Ma has a spiffy new car with a sunroof, genuine chrome wheels [wheels, not covers] and OnStar. It took only from 10:30 this morning until 3:00 this afternoon from first look until the car was in Ma's garage. It took this long because Ma needed to go home for a restroom break and to clean out her belongings from the old car.

I don't know if she needed a new car, she just wanted one and that's OK with me. Her old car was twenty years old and, I'm not making this up, had only 25,540 miles on it! Only driven to church on Sundays. It also was in immaculate condition save for the mirror she had just knocked asunder on the garage last week; a small garage entry, I'm surprised it hasn't happened before. And, we had talked about getting a new car for her, so she just didn't wake up this morning determined to buy a car, but today was the day in her mind.

Really, I'm quite proud of her, making a decision and getting on with it. She'd never been involved in a new car purchase so this was a learning experience for her and she did very well, although she was surprised that buying "cash" would not earn her a discount. With all the variables to be considered one of her most important worries was whether we'd get two sets of keys...."Your Father always had two sets of keys". "Yes Ma, we'll get two sets of keys".

One of my biggest worries was how much time I'm going to be spending explaining OnStar to her. I could see her eyes rolling as we talked to the operator while getting the system set up. But for an 84 year old woman who used to think that A.M. radio was high tech she really seemed to take it all in stride. I think it took a moment to grasp the concept of talking to your rearview mirror to someone in India who's progamming your car, but she caught on quickly.

All in all not a bad day and frankly one I'm glad I didn't spoil with some sensible comment like, "don't you think we ought to shop around". Sometimes the best gift we can give is letting others have their moments without comment. It was good to see her excited about something again and my Dad would have been proud of us both. Nice "Ride" Ma.

Heritage....

The awards above belonged to my Grandfather and my Dad. The Marine Corps Globe and Anchor insignia was my Dad's Father's and is from the First World War; he fought in the battle of The Belleau Woods. The Combat Infantry Badge was my Dad's. He landed at Anzio and fought his way into Italy with the 45th Division, then was re-landed on the shores of Southern France after D-Day, heading towards Germany until succumbing to frostbite in the Vosges Mountains. My Dad recuperated at Air Base Depot #2 in England while the 45th made it all the way to Germany liberating Dachau concentration camp on the way to Munich.

My Grandfather was a Marine Corps infantry private, my Dad an Army infantry sergeant. I was a an Army infantry officer.

Veteran's Day...

Surfin' Again....

Loading IE ver. 6.0 and AOL ver.9.0 on Ma's machine has her surfin' down the digital superhighway once again. Surfin' slowly on dial-up and AOL, but connected again none the less. Thanks to the guys at A.G.E. Systems for the IE 6 software. According to the experts there, I was correct, IE ver 6.0 cannot be found anymore.

Problem Update.....

We shall soon know if Ma's computer will be back up and running on the Internet. As I described on Monday, converging glitches caused her to be offline for about a week now. In the intervening time I have gotten her to think outside of her box and to consider going to bundled services including broadband. Now just when we were about to go in that direction, through my friends at A.G.E. Systems, I've found a copy of Internet Explorer 6.0 which will allow repairs to AOL. Staying with AOL is the easier way in her mind.

But she has made progress. She went so far as to call Suddenlink to get prices on bundled service which we discussed at her 84th birthday dinner tonight. I have to say that Suddenlink seems to be more expensive than Grande which I have and have recommended to her. But unbelievably, no actually quite believably, there were cascading problems with getting broadband too!

Seems she has Suddenlink as her TeeVee provider. Also seems that some years ago my Dad paid a considerable sum of dough to have all their incoming utility lines buried, including Cox Cable, now Suddenlink. So if we got Grande they most likely would have to string a cable across the now uncluttered yard......so Suddenlink is the only choice she'll even consider.

But on Friday I'll install IE Ver. 6.0, install AOL Ver. 9.0 reboot her computer without problem, I'm sure, and she'll be happy, back where she was before. I'm sure all of this will happen. I pray all this will happen

Law of Cascading Problems

First off let me say that my Ma, who'll be 84 on Wednesday, does really well on the computer. She's been online for 5 or 6 years now and can email, surf the web, Google and even has an account at Amazon.com.....which she uses! She knows what she uses really quite well. But try to explain change to her computer world and....well that's a challenging experience.

She's been on AOL the entire time she's been online and even with my explanations doesn't really understand that there's another way to dial into the internet that may be actually easier; using a regular web browser and an email client program. But after years of carping about fixing her AOL problems, I've come to realize that she does well on it so let sleeping old ladies lie.

But....over the last weeks she's been complaining about being disconnected from AOL after only 3 or 4 minutes. Again, quite proud of her....she actually called the AOL helpline and explained to me [after asking me if I knew what she had to go through to talk to a real person...gee really!] that the nice man in India checked her system and the problem is that she's never updated her AOL software. She's on Version 5....AOL is on Version 9. Thus the disconnect problem.

I called and verified this with a nice AOL guy in Pakistan who confirmed this and said all we had to do was to go to Wal-Mart, pick up the new Version 9 CD and install it and our problem would be solved adding that to be sure I uninstalled the old AOL software before installing the new. Check. So off to Wal-Mart I went last Friday to pick up the CD and install it. And this is where Craig's Law of Cascading Problems began.

Craig's Law of Cascading Problems says that, with computers, whenever you are faced with an answer that is too easy beware; in applying the easy fix you will generate a never ending series of new corollary problems that become increasingly harder to fix. And so it was.

I uninstalled the old AOL version and ran through the entire install of the new AOL Version 9...that is until at the end a warning box appeared stating, "Version 9.0 requires at least Internet Explorer Version 6.0, please install IE 6.0.....Good-Bye". My Ma has IE Version 5.5. Muffled cursing ensued as neither the nice guy in Pakistan, nor the instructions on the software CD nor on the AOL help website had made any mention of this. I had no clue that AOL was in any way linked to Explorer. But being the model of serenity these days I told Ma that there was a problem and I would have to download something on my computer, put it on a CD and return the next day, thinking that surely I would find IE version 6.0 on a download site somewhere and retrieve it.

Silly me. Microsoft©, being who they are, likes to expunge all earlier versions of a product once a new one comes out. There is not a complete IE Version 6.0 to be found on the internet. So, I thought, I'll go to Microsoft© and download the larger Version 7....the new browser. Being somewhat savvy in these things I looked up the machine system requirements necessary to run Version 7.0...Ma's computer being 5 or so years old. It looked like her machine would handle IE 7.0 or so I thought until I read the fine print. Version 7.0 is not compatible with Windows Millenium Edition. Ma has Window Millenium Edition. More cursing ensued. How can they offer a new browser that won't run on one of their own operating systems. Apparently Microsoft© is trying to expunge the Millenium edition too.

I found this out over the weekend and knew I would have to report my findings, Ma has become an email junkie and is getting the jitters about not having the Internet. So today I just had to, in the simplest of terms, explain to her the problems. "We couldn't update your AOL because the browser, which you didn't even know existed and have never seen is out dated. They no longer offer the best updated browser that is the simplest fix and the newer browser won't run on your operating system, which I know you've never heard of, because Microsoft© rushed a dog of a product out and now denies it ever existed".

I asked her if she understood any of this. She said, "well maybe I need to call an expert.......the nice man in India said all I needed to do was get a new CD at Wal-Mart".

Fall at last....?

Though the weather feels like early September instead of the 1st of November, at least last evening I could imagine that it really is Fall. As I was watering the flower beds, while Daphne frolicked with her ball a flight of 10 Canadian Geese flew over at tree top level, several honking their lungs out. The geese are part of the recently returned wildfowl group that winters at the "A" Street duck pond not far from my house. Apparently not chased south by cold weather up north, I suppose they just determined that it was time to come on down.

It was nice to see and hear them, they are pretty spectacular flying close over head. Too, I could imagine that I was back in Minnesota or Michigan where possibly the leaves are changing color a bit.

The Immaculate Lateral [s]...

[Precise running patterns not to scale]

By now, most of you have seen the video of my alma mater, Trinity University, and their instantly famous "immaculate lateral" football game on Saturday. This is actually a play that the then Quarterback Forrest Dunlap and I drew up at the Nugget Lounge in 1970. I'm surprised they waited so long to use it, but glad it worked. Except for the 8th, or was it the 10th, pitch back they ran it just they way we drew it up!

To the uninitiated the play looks like a hodgepodge, or at best extremely complicated. Which is why I decided to recreate our original diagram above. When seen this way, the obvious simplicity of the plan becomes evident. Doesn't it?

Update: The Immaculate Lateral [s] has taken on a life of it's own. Here is the Wikipedia analysis of the game and the The Play, which ESPN is now speculating may be the longest play, timewise, in college history.

Christmas for Our Troops...

Our service men and women, volunteers all, do a magnificent, tough job of protecting our freedoms. You can do a small, but hugely important part in showing them that they are appreciated by sending a small token of thanks this Christmas. And it's pretty darned easy. Just go to Christmas for Our Troops check our "needs" page and then take your gifts to one of our pick-up points.

Thanks to the Midland Reporter-Telegram for today's front page story, if you didn't catch it in print, here it is online. Also, frequent reader Jeff, contributes an article that he wrote mentioning Christmas For Our Troops.

Malibu fires....

As some people know, I have a connection past and present to Pepperdinie University. Pepperdine, sits on one of the most beautiful spots of any college I know of and has been in the path of the horrendous wildfires raging around Malibu. I have had several people email me and one reader, a news anchor with a premier outlet even called to see if I had any news. I didn't at the time, but do now courtesy of a contact there, Ronnie Zamora in the sports information office.

Hey Wallace,
Thanks for the concern. We're all doing fine at the moment, the fires seem to be moving east, away from campus. There is no school today and offices are closed again, but there's been no word on tomorrow yet. The winds are supposed to calm down today, and that will help the firefighters contain the fire, because wind gusts have been crazy- up to 80 mph in some areas. The school hasn't been too affected, some trees and grass have burned and a few cars in the parking lot, but all the buildings are still intact. Hopefully the fires will be put out today and people can go about their lives again, because PCH has been closed throughout the city and that has really shut Malibu down. Thanks for your concern again. I guess we just need to pray that the fires get under control and stop spreading and affecting different homes and buildings.
-Ronnie

Tennis Final....

Although you'd always like to win the big enchilada, coming in as runners up in the womens singles and doubles at a major tournament is a grand accomplishment. That's what our Pepperdine girls did today. It could have gone either way in both finals. Not to take anything away from the girl from TCU in singles, nor the great doubles team from UCLA who defeated the Wave girls, but Sylvia Kosakowski our #1 player was in both the singles and doubles finals and to get there had to play three matches a day for three straight days. That's about six hours of continuous competition level tennis each day. She was tired. I was tired watching her.

We were proud of the girls, but since Sylvia has dominated the tournament for the last three years, having previously won championships in both singles and doubles, we wished that she could have taken home one more trophy. Still, a great match for the girls.

Tennis Time...

Perhaps the best tennis event occuring in the USA this weekend is underway in Midland. The best kept secret too, apparently, with hardly a word appearing in the local paper. The attendance by local folks is well, underwhelming. I am a great tennis fan, but it sure makes me wonder why we need to spend several million dollars on a new tennis center with 30+ courts and stadium seating when no one seems interested in attending a premier event at a facility we already have.

But, none the less, this is your chance to see some of the top college players in the nation at the Racquet Club NCAA Invitational. The number and quality of teams that I noted today in attendance is amazing. UCLA, USC, Duke, the University of Miami, Texas, Texas A&M, Texas Tech, UT Arlington, North Texas, Oklahoma, SMU, TCU, Rice, Boise State, Arkansas, New Mexico..and I'm sure I've left some out. Like Pepperdine, my grad school alma mater and perennial top seeded womens contenders with players like Sylvia Kosakowski. I've known Sylvia for four years now through the tournament. Sylvia is a senior this year and is the 8th ranked doubles player in college tennis, she was also recently named an "All American". Sylvia won the womens tournament 2 years ago and was a finalist in womens doubles last year.

She looked good today winning all her singles matches and with doubles partner Anete Bandere from Latvia, she should be a potetial doubles champion again. Of course Anete always looks good, winning or losing. If you have any interest in tennis or just want to spend some time up close and personal with some great college athletes, try and make it to the Racquet Club this weekend.

The War.....

I've been meaning to comment on "The War" since it aired on PBS. I knew I would and seeing Ken Burns speak Tuesday night made me not let the opportunity slip away. I won't go into what a great series The War was, if you saw it you know, just what it meant to me. And that's a great amount.

Most of you know that my Dad died last November, one of a trilogy of tragedies in my life that occured last Fall that I'm still dealing with. My Dad fought in Italy and like most veterans of that age talked about it very, very little. Only in the last 5 or 6 years of his life did he reveal anything other than than he'd been in Italy, saw his best friend killed the first day there, later had his feet frozen and had been evacuated back to England for the duration of the war.

In going through records my Mom has had but had not shown me until my Dad's death, I've learned more. I knew that he'd been in the 45th Infantry Division but that was the extent of things. I've recently learned that he was a replacement in the division, sent to re-man the 179th Regiment after the horrendous losses they had sustained after they landed in Southern Italy. My Dad landed at Anzio.

Many people think of the ground war in Europe as starting with the "D-Day" invasion in France. "The War" did a brilliant job of portraying, in detail, that the war in Europe had started in violent fashion in Italy more than year before our forces landed at Normandy. Italy saw some of the bloodiest fighthing with the heaviest ground losses of the war. My Dad was with the 45th in their march up Italy, until two months after "D-Day" when they were sent to start a second front in France; they landed in Southern France near St. Tropez and started slogging towards Germany. My Dad didn't finish the march. After 8+ months in combat his feet were frozen in the French Alps.

What made "The War" very special for me occured in one 3 or 4 second clip in the 2nd episode. In this small slice of video a group of soldiers was shown standing around talking in Italy after the Anzio breakout. Nothing special about a group of grunts standing around talking except that one of them was the spitting image of my Dad. This was a fairly close shot, the soldiers being without helmets and one looked just like my Dad, young and handsome. Now, I know, the odds against this being my Dad are great...but wasn't it wonderful to believe it was and to get to see him all those years ago.

Sputnik....

I couldn't let today's anniversary go by unnoticed. Frankly it would have been lost on me unless I had read a small blurb in today's local paper. Today, 50 years ago, the world went into space. The Russian's launched the 183 lb Sputnik I into orbit to do nothing more than to prove it could be done and send out weak radio signals to prove that it was there.

I remember the day, or rather night, well. I was a young lad living with my family in New Orleans and vividly remember the entire neighborhood being out front in the street trying to catch a glimpse of Sputnik. I don't believe that we did, but just knowing it was there was science fiction come to life.

Just 12 short years later the US would land men on the moon. Fairly amazing considering the technology of the time.

Hear Sputniks actual transmission......

One more Air Show...

The 2007 version of the CAF Air Show is a done deal. I'm always excited when Air Show weekend arrives and equally glad when it's over. I had some great friends, new and old, help me out with my responsibilities all went well and we all had a great time. I got some great photographs from the ground and in the air....

The Big Gold Dog...

This week marks one year since the passing of Tres, The Big Gold Dog. There is not a day that goes by that I don't think about that sweet big dog and all he meant to me. When he slept at night in the hallway, sometimes his paws would be touching the wall and when he was dreaming his feet would make a running sound as they brushed the walls. Sometimes I think I can still hear that sound as I go to bed at night. It is sad, but most of all he makes me remember what true loyalty, love and friendship is all about.

Destroy it and they will come...!

It's very interesting to me that some people, and frankly some that I know quite well, seem to think that tearing down buildings in downtown Midland is the solution to redevelopment of the area. Especially when the replacement is a parking lot.

Having been in the office building business in a prior life I know from an economic standpoint it is hard to redevelop some of these older buildings; still with some vision it has been done in other cities and quite successfully.

But perhaps my friends have a vision too. Midland as the parking capital of Texas. I suppose they see people from Dallas, Houston and Austin coming to Midland to park. Locals too. "Say Honey what do you want to do tonight"? "Well Bobby Sue let's go to downtown Midland and park, I hear there are some real parking bargains down there".

Off and running....!

Some projects that you undertake reach a point at which you know, "this is the break through". Today was that day in our efforts to restore the Chaparral Racing test track back to it's important place in auto racing history. Today we got owner and racing legend Jim Hall's enthusiastic approval to begin.

Our first goal will be to host a regional competition of the Society of Automotive Engineers Formula SAE competitions. Several years ago I had met Midland native Dr. Ron Matthews, the Formua SAE's founder and director of the University of Texas' General Motors combustion engineering research center. Formula SAE has grown to be the largest student engineering competition in the world with over 300 universities around the globe participating. In a strange twist, Jim Hall was one of the first judges of the competition in 1983. Today Dr. Matthews flew out to visit with Jim , the first time they'd seen each other since the original event and the reconnection was immediate.

Hosting this event next summer will require the track to be resurfaced and draw national attention to the Chaparral facility, a good start to further plans.

Life....!

If you don't already, I hope that you have the opportunity to live in the same city as your aging parents. You'll enjoy the experience.

This afternoon at 2:58 my cell phone rang, showing my mother as the caller. You'll learn that when aging parents call your cell phone in the middle of the day, nothing good can come of it. In that microsecond when you see their name in the caller ID you pray that nothing serious is happening then wonder what the hell is wrong now.

Today it was a flat tire. "Hell-o, I must have run over something, I'm in a parking lot and my tire is flat. I wonder what I should do"? You think......"gee Ma I wonder too" knowing full well that I'm on my way to change a tire. So after I changed clothes there I was. Luckily she was on a good flat surface and not in the middle of the street. So after reading the manual on jack placement etc. for that car I got started. Lug nuts loosened, small doughnut spare tire out of the back, car jacked up. So I go to put the spare on and its as flat as the doughnut that it is named after.

My Dad came to the rescue once again. He had had a micro air compressor in his car which I, luckily, took for my own when we sold his car. It actually worked very well. As I was changing the tire I noticed that there were some severe scruff marks around the edge of the original tire, then I spied the valve stem.....completely chewed up with the end broken off.

I asked Ma if she had hit a curb anytime recently. "Well", she says, "I did just now as I was pulling into the cleaners. I like to get real close to the drive in window." And indeed she did! "I did hear a hissing sound but I thought it was the steam cleaners inside the laundry".

But all is well now, I got the tire changed and followed her over to the Exxon station that still has full service, and in a twinkling of the eye they had the valve stem changed, the tire was OK and off to home we went to await the next "event". And I have no doubt that this is God's plan, payback for all those telephone calls from me when I was a kid, when they undoubtedly thought in that microsecond...."What's wrong now?"

Attention racing fans....!

I've been away, been busy and had out of town company. Not a whole lot of interesting news there.......but. One of the things that I've been interested in for the last several years is revitalizing the old Chaparral Racing test circuit, Rattlesnake Raceway south of Midland. This Friday I hope the dream will start to come true.

Late last year I was invited to be on the advisory board of the Chaparral Racing Museum at the Petroleum Museum, thus allowing me to "officially" start talking to people I had met who were interested in preserving this piece of racing history. Friday some of these interested parties are coming to Midland to discuss details and talk about development plans with owner Jim Hall. Should be fun, but more importantly productive in once again having world class racing machines, including the Chaparrals, back on the track.

Happy Labor Day..!

Hope you and yours have a happy Labor Day. I'm taking my Mom out to dinner and then we thought we'd visit the local Teamsters Union.

The Big Ride...

Like most dogs, D. Daphne loves to hear the word "ride". She may be having second thoughts in the future though. Her normal "ride" is to the store or post office so she couldn't quite comprehend how a "ride" turned into a 900 mile trek where she slept in various locales without coming home. But she did well and had some grand times having never seen mountains, streams and cows and horses up close. All in all Daphne's big adventure...

Be back soon....

Streams will be closed temporarily...we've gone to New Mexico. Be back shortly. Please come again...!

Mississippi Kites.....

If you've never seen a Mississippi Kite in action....come to the 1400-1600 blocks of Country Club, Bedford and Harvard. I counted at least 14 birds hovering and hunting this morning, they've been here most of the week; mornings and evenings are best for viewing. Thought not rare, they are not too common in the US and to see this many in one spot is an experience. Kites are falcon-like hawks that eat mainly insects, but with 14 overhead they are causing quite a stir among the dove population. They're pretty amazing as they hang in the air then fold their winds back and dive bomb insects at 6000 mph...or somewhere thereabouts. They've also been known to dive bomb golfers at Midland Country Club who get too close to their nests...

The Night Sky..

I have just returned from the semi-darkness of the Sibley Center grounds where we went to watch one of those events in the night sky that is not all that spectacular unless you consider what you are seeing, then it becomes pretty amazing.

At 10:04 pm, both the International Space Station and the Space Shuttle were in view as they sped over West Texas. Not only in view but one [the shuttle] pretty much right behind the other [the space station]. Flying in tandem at around 18,000 mph they were only clearly visible for less than a minute. It is, I suppose, rather natural, but still sad that so much of the population has become so blase about the thought of two huge man made objects flying together at 18,000 mph in space.

In 1996, courtesy of my brother at NASA, I had the opportunity to be in the VIP seating area, three miles from the launch pad, for a night time space shuttle launch. I think truly the most amazing, spectacular and awe inspiring thing I've ever seen in my life. I try not to get too blase after that. Sometime soon I'll describe what it's like seeing an object the size of an office building go from zero to 6000 mph in one minute....

Meet the Dawgs....

A large crowd of media, family and fans was on hand on a beautiful night to meet the 2007 Dawgs!

My, how things change...

Cody Parker is one of the players on the MHS Bulldog football team who is expected to make a difference this year. Cody is a nice kid. A big one too, to be that athletic.

I had a nice talk with Cody's mom tonight at the first Bulldog Booster meeting. She's very nice also, a teacher. Although I've seen Cody at the first practices, I still asked Mrs. Parker how her son was doing.

"Well", she said, "he gained some weight over the summer but he's lost 25 pounds, he's back down to 317 pounds". Down to 317......Lordy!

Man that's a big kid! In my ancient days, we had one kid on our football team who weighed over 200 pounds and he struck fear into opposing teams. Luckily for the Dawgs, Cody is not the only one breaking the 300 pound mark....by my count with have 3 more!

Fooootball

Fooootball season.......is here again.

August 11th...

Today is my Dad's birthday, the first since he's been gone. He would have been 84 years old. It's a strange feeling knowing that this is a special day, but that the special person is no longer here. It's best to try and remember loved ones as they were at their best. My Dad loved Golf, Football and Tennis.

Shangri La update...

I haven't mentioned it of late, but I've still been working on my proposed trip to Afghanistan I mean Shangri La. And this week I got the go ahead to represent a local TV station; sending images, stories and perhaps some videos back as an embed.

Obviously, there is much to be done yet in order to make the trip come to fruition, like waiting the long wait for a passsport these days, but the press credentials were the first big hurdle passed. My contact in Bagram says that if I wait much longer I'd better repack my vacation luggage, switching from shorts and luau shirts to wool pants and parkas, from golf clubs to skis. It, apparently, gets quite cold where I would be going.

Erroneous Reports...

It's a horrible and powerless feeling when you get an email from two great old friends who are touring Germany telling you that they've heard that another great old friend has died.

It's a really great feeling when you finally get an email from the supposed deceased, telllng you that he is still quite alive. A bad three days until that happened though....

I owe my Mother....

1. My mother taught me TO APPRECIATE A JOB WELL DONE.
"If you're going to kill each other, do it outside. I just finished cleaning."
2. My mother taught me RELIGION.
"You better pray that will come out of the carpet."
3. My mother taught me about TIME TRAVEL.
"If you don't straighten up, I'm going to knock you into the middle of next week!"
4. My mother taught me LOGIC.
"Because I said so, that's why."
5. My mother taught me MORE LOGIC.
"If you fall out of that swing and break your neck, you're not going to the store with me."
6. My mother taught me FORESIGHT.
"Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you're in an accident."
7. My mother taught me IRONY.
"Keep crying, and I'll give you something to cry about."
8. My mother taught me about the science of OSMOSIS.
"Shut your mouth and eat your supper."
9. My mother taught me about CONTORTIONISM.
"Will you look at that dirt on the back of your neck!"
10. My mother taught me about STAMINA.
"You'll sit there until all that spinach is gone."
11. My mother taught me about WEATHER.
"This room of yours looks as if a tornado went through it."
12. My mother taught me about HYPOCRISY.
"If I told you once, I've told you a million times. Don't exaggerate!"
13. My mother taught me the CIRCLE OF LIFE.
"I brought you into this world, and I can take you out."
14. My mother taught me about BEHAVIOR MODIFICATION.
"Stop acting like your father!"
15. My mother taught me about ENVY.
"There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don't have wonderful parents like you do."
16. My mother taught me about ANTICIPATION.
"Just wait until we get home."
17. My mother taught me about RECEIVING.
"You are going to get it when you get home!"
18. My mother taught me MEDICAL SCIENCE.
"If you don't stop crossing your eyes, they are going to get stuck that way."
19. My mother taught me ESP.
"Put your sweater on; don't you think I know when you are cold?"
20. My mother taught me HUMOR
"When that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don't come running to me."
21. My mother taught me HOW TO BECOME AN ADULT.
"If you don't eat your vegetables, you'll never grow up."
22. My mother taught me GENETICS.
"You're just like your father."
23. My mother taught me about my ROOTS.
"Shut that door, you'd think that you were born in a barn"
24. My mother taught me WISDOM.
"When you get to be my age, you'll understand."

And my Dad taught me about medical science! Whenever I would whine about some small thing he would always say....
"That dripping you hear is my heart bleeding for you".

Knowing my Dad would be laughing, I brought this point up in the eulogy I delivered at his funeral.

Drainage: it never rains here....

Why spend money on basic drainage systems....it never rains enough here to warrant the expense. I suspect that these people, like me, disagree.

A word of thanks......

Who'da ever thought....?

You know that the weather patterns have changed in West Texas when you have to keep applying a small wash of muratic acid on your Mexican tile patio to keep green algae from forming. Thanks Al Gore....

Time Flies...

It's hard to believe but it's almost football season again! In just 25 days, the Fightin' Dawgs of Midland High hit the field in Bedford for a warm up scrimmage, preseason play opens the next week, September 1st at Grande Stadium. A great year for viewing Dawg football...7 of the 10 regular season games are at home.

A Sad Passing....

A legend has passed away in Midland. Most "legends" in Midland have to do with the oil business, but this legend was connected with barbecue. Johnny Hackney owner of Johnny's Barbecue has left us at the age of 83.

Johnny's had been open for years by the time my family moved to Midland in 1960 and it was one of the first places we went with our newly discovered cousins who happened to live down the street from our new home. Until this year, the restaurant had not changed a bit from the way I remember it that year. A few of the employees like Luther had been there forever too. That's what made Johnny's "Johnny's" an oasis of unchangedness in a changing world.

In the last several years Johnny's had grown in significance for me on a more personal level. It was about the only place my Dad wanted to go each week as he slowly faded away. He liked the food, but what he really cared about was seeing the occasional old friend, the same people who he had seen there decades ago. It was just months before my Dad passed away that he recalled how Johnny used to cater business meetings for the gas company he ran in Odessa, in 1961. One of the greatest tributes to my Dad, for me, was that almost the whole staff of Johnny's came to his funeral service. Some great memories....

Blog-0-Thon....

Good luck to our pal and great human being Jimmy "Lightning Rod" Patterson as he blogs for 24 hours straight for charity. No ordinary guy Jimmy will be perched 30 ft. up in the air on a construction lift. There is a 40% chance of thunderstorms during his blogging tenure. I've offered a $100 bonus to my contribution if he actually gets struck by lightning. Visit Jimmy and donate to his worthy cause at Lightning Rod Patterson.

Image.....

Since I call my little photography business, Gold Dog Imaging, I got to thinking that "Image" is the key word. So in order to improve my semi "professional" image on the Internet I slapped together a new better looking, I trust, website.
Gold Dog Imaging

Using all Flash formatting, "slapped" is a euphomism. I felt like I should have been slapped into the funny farm at times. And I still have to slap together a new background tune, the one playing is the shortest clip I had, turn it off using the "speaker" button.

I didn't know that...

I bet you didn't know that the inventor of "Liquid Paper" was Betty Nesmith, mother of The Monkee's lead guitar player Michael Nesmith. His mother sold Liquid Paper in 1980 making the young Monkee quite a wealthy man. He also won a $47 million dollar lawsuit against PBS for using his music without paying him. After he won he was quoted as saying, "It's like finding your grandmother stealing your stereo. You're happy to get your stereo back, but it's sad to find out your grandmother is a thief"

And now you know....

Let's all be happy...!

The Rich Menchaca affair is over, according to both sides in the negotiations. In another round of deft and hardball negotiations the city council stood firm in it's resolve to give Rich almost exactly what he had demanded before the council said the original "deal" was off the table. Rich thanked his supporters, said he was happy and ready to move on [who wouldn't be!]and a city council spokesman said he was satisfied with the deal and that he was ready for the council to move on.

All seem to be happy with the deal. Unless, of course, you count the other 99,990 odd citizens who don't seem to be very happy at all. Not even slighly amused by my reckoning.

First Date...

It's a nice feeling to still be friends with the girl who was your first date. We still laugh about the hell it was to be 13 years old and go to the freshman dance with your Dad driving you....

Nancy lives in San Diego and comes to Midland about once a year to visit her aging Mom. She still looks like she did all those years ago.

Dear Spammers....you are morons

Perhaps you've seen two new techniques spammers are using to "fool" you into opening and reading their important messages.

The first is the inclusion of a .pdf file to carry their message to you. The second is sending a link to a supposed online greeting card sent to you by a friend. Both of these tactics are designed to fool ever more effective spam recognition tools. And they work; they do get through some spam filters.

The problem for the spammers is, it seems to me, that very few people are as stupid as the spammers and fall for this more than once or twice. More sophisticated users don't, although I had to check the "greeting card" spam twice when I got the first one. The subject line was enough to make me think twice... "partner has send you greeting card". Note to Russian spammers: learn English language syntax a little before attempting to fool people. Also although the message said it was from EGreetings.com the link was in a numeric IP form. HHHhmm?

The spam with the attached .pdf form was a no brainer. If you've been around the internet for any length of time you know not to open strange, unexpected files attached to emails, especially when the email address is from Italy or Russia. I just don't know anyone in either of those places who is going to be sending me a pdf file.

I quickly adjusted my Outlook filter to immediately delete this crap. The problem worldwide is that the pdf files take up "bulk" on the networks of the Internet; 100's of millions of these a day are causing problems. And possibly a whole lot more problems for you if you click on the "greeting card" link. Many of these are attached to robot spam programs that will make you an accomplice or worse yet load malware on your machine including key loggers. In fact, there is a very good chance one of my/your fine friends has clicked and become a spambot, which is why I'm getting so many of these. Which of you was it...?

Here's a guy talking about greeting card scams. This is Chris....at least the top half of him.

Civics lesson....

When I was in high school we called the study of local government, civics. Today courtesy of the City of Midland, I received more civics lessons.

Previously, I had thought I might like to work for the municipal government because you could make a lot of money by not doing a good job and getting fired. But I was naive, for today I learned that you are hired at the whim of the city and you are fired at the whim of the city; but you can also be forced to be employed again at the whim of the city. I don't think my emotions could take this. I feel for Rick Menchaca, one day a "half-millionaire" today just a poor working stiff. If I were he I would start taking some of those sick days.

But I also learned another lesson. If ever I am a city manager somewhere, doing a half-assed job and someone pays me $600,000 to take a hike, I've learned to take the offer and just quietly and quickly slink away. Don't have lawyers sending letters to those cutting the check asking for more.

And here's my prediction. By the end of the week Rick Menchaca will be the new police chief.

Twists and turns...

Life has some unusual turns. Some bad, some meaningless, some good, some just interesting.

Like last evening; I was lounging about when the phone rang. It was a major soap opera star calling, wanting to talk about media stuff for The Springboard Center for which she is our spokesperson. She is a very easy going person and we spoke for almost an hour and a half covering a wide spectrum of subjects interrupted occasionally by Jeanne excusing herself to have a word with her landscape man working on refitting her Beverly Hills terrace. When we hung up it was as if some old friend had called.

It was only after I had a chance to think a moment that I realized, that just about the last thing ever I would expect in my life would be to have a soap opera star call to chat on Sunday evening. Maybe this has happened to you, but it was a new experience for me.

By the way, if you are a fan of The Young and the Restless and care to make a "significant" donation to The Springboard Center...you may find yourself with a walk on part on the show.

Artist Polly...

Artist Polly is a friend of mine in Austin. A real live professional artiste who used to live in a barn artist's garret in Galisteo, New Mexico. Polly was an "older" woman in my days at Midland High and as such an object of much unintended affection from an underclassman. OK not just her, no offense Polly, but most attractive upperclass women were the objects of affection by the younger wannabe Romeos. That's just the way it was. Susan Light was another to mention names. Susan was a junior or senior when I was a freshman; a blonde cheerleader who went with the star football player. I saw her last summer at a reunion and my heart still skipped a beat. Polly was there too...and they're both still hot babes!

I'm sorry I digressed. I merely wanted to mention that not only is Polly a talented visual artiste, she also writes great stories. This week she relates some humorous moments in her days as a young fashion model in Niemans in Dallas. Here at PWally

Weekend looming....

It's Friday, let's just all try to get along and be happy! Hey, I have an idea.....do you wanna' dance?

Advanced Economics...

Midland is indeed the Land of the High Sky....blue sky too if you know a few advanced economic techniques in dealing with municipal entities. Recently there have been several economic models to be considered.

First is the Menchaca Effect. This allows one to collect large sums of money for doing an, apparently, substandard job and being fired. If you are skilled in the use of this effect you can even garner benefits over and above basics while being fired. The key here is for the terminated party to never use the word "sue" but to psychically imply this to your employer. The second, the Bekins Syndrome, reared it's head again today. This strategy relies on even the vaguest mention of the magic word...."move". Of course, if you are very skillful you can get money whether you don't move or you do move [see Menchaca Effect] Read more.....

Lady Bird....

Lady Bird Johnson has passed away at the age of 94. Lady Bird has seemed like the unofficial grandmother of Texas. She had been around all my adult life in an official or unofficial capacity and a lot of history goes with her. I always thought of Lady Bird as a very decent, compassionate and caring person married to someone who wasn't. I can remember when she went to

Washington with Lyndon for the first time, many adults thought that having someone named "Lady Bird" as the first lady would be an extreme embarrasment to Texans. It didn't work out that way and now all these decades later it's going to be strange not having a "Lady Bird" around.

Whenever you see wildflowers in Texas think of Lady Bird. I've heard that she was more proud of having done so much for the landscape than she was of having been the first lady. I took the picture above of her official portrait just last February while in the White House. GWB has it in a prominent place, more so than any other first lady besides Eleanor Roosevelt.

Bebel outra vez

Bebel é um babe quente. Não há nada como um singer portuguese! Seu Web site é o mais melhor demasiado. Put that in your Babelfish! But look at her website...it's superb, so are her tracks available for listening. Bebel Gilberto

I would like to add a special note to our dear friend "Jimmy". I read with saddness that the publishers job at the MRT had gone to someone else. We were pulling for you on this one. Your dramatic rise at the paper, from attic office to an actual desk downstairs had our hopes high that you would be leading the paper soon. It is sad that a fellow can't take 2 or 3 weeks vacation every month without worrying about repercussions. Hang in there.

And to Darrell: I knew you were a man of substance but never one of so much good breeding. Anyone who appreciates the cultural signifance of Go Go Dancers is on the right track in life. So for you.....here is another groovy Go Go clip, this is Go Go Dancing at it's finest. I dedicate this clip to my sister Susan, who as a flight attendant for Southwest Airlines early in it's history, actually got to wear Go Go boots to work. An experience she fondly recalls even to this day. This song is also dedicated to me, based on recent experiences.

Bebel.....!

If you've never heard of Bebel Gilberto...you have now. She's Brazilian music legend Joao Gilberto's daughter....A nice Girl from Ipanema herownself and I agree with her sentiments.

Cultural history....

I liked the 60's. Many people didn't. I did. It was an interesting time of change, but I do see why many "younger" people get tired of hearing about it. Frankly you had to have been there and besides, I think, we all tend to think of our teens as probably the best time of life. In that decade I went from being a kid to almost a man. When I was 10 y.o. at the start of the decade we hadn't even put a man in space....by the time I was 19, at the end, we were on the moon. We got color TV in my house for the first time when I was 16, 8 track tapes in cars were a huge invention as was FM stereo radio although very few people had this.

Today many "younger" people who weren't there tend to think of the pop culture of the whole decade summed up in one word...."Hippies". That's OK, but not necessarily true. Hippies as a undercurrent didn't appear till around 1965 and didn't become mainstream [is that an oxymoron?] until after the Summer of Love in 1967. Truthfully, I doubt there were ever very many real hippies, certainly not in Midland Texas. The "hippies" I knew drove new Ford Mustangs. Wannabes...

And so many of the "younger" people I know think of one thing when they think of the music of the '60s....."psychedelic". Again not until late in the decade. Actually during the first several years of the decade the avante garde music was "folk" which gave way to folk rock. This was an outshoot of the "Beat Generation" of the late 50's and coffehouse music. Some of the beat generation advocates later morphed into hippies as did the their music which went to the folk rock which was more electrified.

The folk rock music scene changed for one reason, in my opinion. The Beatles. The Beatles changed the game in 1964 and soon all those folk rockers needed to adjust to stay viable; many did and became more famous as rock n' rollers than they ever were as folk rockers. Roger McGuinn featured below is a good example.

There was a time that was/is one of my favorites in music. There was short window, probably 1965-1966, when electrified rock n' roll was picking up steam but had not gotten the hard edge it took later. The Beatles were still singing love songs, the Beach Boys were singing about surfin', hot rods and beach babes. But rock was going mainstream, so much so that prime time rock n' roll TV shows started appearing and the Monkees were conjured up so that all us young hipsters could see rock on the tube. This was a big deal as there were only three channels on the TV...total.

Today on Captured Moments I have two offerings designed to feature what was hip, groovy and cool in 1965....please don't laugh this was the happenin' entertainment in my day. Traveling back in time you will notice the ubiquitous "go go boots" [looking somehow not right on Mama Cass!] and what every show had to have....Go Go Dancers. Go Go Dancers were hot to a 15 year old kid....I still think they're hot! It's sad to me that you can't find a girl today who can do a decent "frug" or "swim". And by the way, the first rock concert I ever saw was "Paul Revere and the Raiders", in Odessa. They weren't too bad, but alas no Go Go Dancers.

Hey, it's Saturday...let's all sing along with Gilbert O'Sullivan............and his song fraught with meaning.

Friday..

Friday was mostly eaten up with an extended emergency trip to the doctor's with my Mom. A scare more than anything and she's doing fine. Scares are a way of life at almost 84 years old.

And more of Roger McGuinn....here as he was in the heyday of the Byrds. Some old hipsters will recognize the dude in the black hat as a future member of another '60s rock super group. You will also be amazed that these electric guitars seemed to be played without electrical input including the same 12 string Rickenbacher seen in the last film.

Roger McGuinn...the Byrds

Now playing at Captured Moments is a unique clip that I found through the Rickenbacher Guitar company. Here Roger McGuinn of the Byrds recreates the classic "Turn, Turn, Turn" in a modern setting. McGuinn was a star of the coffeehouse folk music set having played with the Limeliters, Chad Mitchell Trio and Judy Collins before he helped form the Byrds. He is one of the two folk "influences" sung about in the Mama's and Papa's song, Creeque Alley...."McGuinn and Maguire, just a gettin' higher in L.A. you know where that's at..."

This is a really interesting and nostalgic clip for old hipsters, as Roger plays the same Rickenbacher electric 12 string that he recorded the hit song with; the sound is instantly recognizable. Interestingly, Roger is also an ordinary blogger, viewed at Roger McGuinn

Here's another one of Roger's songs....music to the ears of every aspiring young hipster who ever bought a Fender Stratocaster guitar with dreams of sugarplums dancing in his head; like me........
Rock on......

Captured Moments....

OK, I have to admit that telephones, television and air travel are here to stay; videos on the Internet too. So after scouting around for a few video clips I was pleasantly surprised to learn how many old clips of vintage rock n' rollers there are around. I pledge myself to search the globe for some interesting ones. And where else to start but at the beginning with The Beatles. This first clip on Captured Moments took me back to the days when my Dad used to hruumph under his breath about their haircuts. Little did he know what was to come. By the late 60's he thought these early Beatles haircuts were lookin' pretty good.....

More on the 4th...

Hope you have been having a great Independence Day. We have and to prove it here are some photos from this mornings Midland Celebration

Warning: If clowns scare you.....there is a scary clown depicted.

Independence Day....

Have a joyous 4th of July!

And in the spirit of George Washington, Ben Franklin, Alex Hamilton and the gang remember the true meaning of this day! Celebrate their sacrifice and show them it was worthwhile by eating toxic foods to the point of obesity, getting drunk and blowing something up with fireworks!

Next...The Boob Tube?

An amazing bit of new gadgetry from Apple© noted in Australia by my friend Slatts

Adopt-a-Spot

Today's MRT frontpage byline story, Adopt-a-Spot was a great article highlighting the good work done by many citizens in helping control litter around town. The story also made me proud to think back to my college days when my scholastic chums and I had a similar program.

My fraternity brothers and I had "adopted" a stretch of Hildebrand Ave. west of Trinity University as our project. More specifically our stretch of road was occupied by only one building...."The Nugget Lounge". As a service to the community and to Roger, the owner, about once a week we would pick up all the litter [i.e. beer cans] that had accumulated out front and throw it out back. Though altruistic in effect, the real reason we cleaned up was that it kept municipal agencies from invetigating what went on inside.

The Nugget Lounge was one of those places that mothers of sons entering college hoped their sons would never find. In fact, places like the Nugget Lounge are one of the first places that sons entering college do find. Thanks to upperclassmen I found it before I found my classes. Roger was a sweetheart of an owner who's thought was that being 21 years old was only a "guideline" in serving beer. Having $1.50 to pay for it trumped age in importance; being 17 years old was close enough. A true free market economist!

Roger let us treat the Nugget like our own and since Trinity students basically financed it's operation I suppose it was. A dive when we "discovered" the Nugget, Roger let us fix it up to our tastes. Art students painted a groovey hippie black light tiger on the wall [Trinity's mascot] and we changed the juke box adding The Doors to the basic Ferlin Husky selection. On Sunday evenings during the Spring and Summer we intiated an elegant hamburger "buffet", served from the grill out back among the trash. Actually we had a symbiotic relationship with Roger and the Nugget. He served anyone cheap beer and we kept the Nugget open....and Roger alive.

I won't say that Roger had a problem with alcohol but when someone drinks beer 15 hours a day every day of the week, well you judge. Quite often about the 13th hour Roger would get quite "sleepy" and turn the bar over to one of the students to run while he went to lie down. I can't recall anyone ever abusing the privelage. During the cold months when Roger would go "lie down", his favorite spot was in the parking lot out front where he would stretch out in his 1957 white Cadillac with the motor running and heat on. We were especially alert during these times and would periodically send someone out to check and make sure Roger wasn't dead. He usually wasn't.

The Nugget was a place of conviviality and good cheer; home to several fraternities and for several years the Trinity football team. But it wasn't for everyone, like the faint of heart. During my junior year I started dating a freshman, "Kate", who is still a good friend [hi Kate if you are reading this in Crested Butte]. After "Kate" and I had been out a few times I thought it only proper to take her to the "in spot", The Nugget. Having only been enjoying the Nugget for a few moments that evening, Kate made the observation I can still hear as if it were yesteday, "This place is disgusting". Kate always had a sense of good taste and as far as I can remember she never went back to The Nugget in the two years we were an item. Just as well, The Nugget was more a manly kinda' place.

The Nugget fell from grace with the Trinity crowd just a couple of years after I left, being abandoned for upscale fern bars like the Bombay Bicycle Club and the Nugget slowly faded away. The building became an aquarium supply shop before being torn down sometime in the late '70s as the neighborhood redeveloped. I saw Roger once again in the early 80's when my friend Gen. Tom Hill and I took a driving tour of the area. Roger was trying to start a new bar near Trinity but it obviously was not going well and the next time I was in San Antonio the building was vacant and Roger had vanished forever. But the memory of The Nugget lingers on and honestly I cannot hear Marving Gaye's "What's goin on" or the Doors "Break on through" without thinkin of that big black light tiger on the wall at the Nugget Lounge.

We are pleased to announce...

..that Ms. Jeanne Cooper long time star of "The Young and the Restless" has agreed to become the national spokesperson for Midland's Springboard Center. More than just lip service and a famous name, Ms. Cooper lends her expertise in chemical dependency treatment and will be an active participant in the growth of The Springboard Center.

Ms. Cooper has already started taping public service announcements for the Center and will use her national exposure, possibly even on the Y&R to speak about addicition and the help offered by the Springboard Center.

If you don't know about the ongoing work and future plans of the Springboard Center, perhaps you should become more informed; hardly a family or friendship is not affected by chemical dependency in Midland. Someone you know or love probably is suffering through his or her personal demons.

The Springboard Center is built around a model not often seen; a community based private, but non-profit, facility serving all no matter ones financial situation. No one will be turned away and in partnership with Midland Memorial Hospital, Springboard will offer medical detox facilities, something not offered in this region. We are well on our way with a capital campaign to fund the new facility to be built at the corner of Loopt 250 and N. Big Spring St.

Ms. Cooper will be a great addition to the Springboard effort. Not only is she a noted name, she is a hoot to be around. Here are some pictures from our fundraising kickoff lunch.

Gratitude regained....

Today we are reminded that "gratitude is the key to our serenity".

And here's today's adventure from the world of animals.

The "Menchaca Affair".....

Had I only known what fertile ground for healthy anger management therapy would be presented with the "Menchaca Affair", I might have entitled "Mean Street Kick Ass"...Idle Rich: The Ric Menchaca Story. Today's installment.....I Feel Sick.

Shopping Around.

When it comes to taking care of the taxpayers dollars......
it pays to shop around!

A great job...even when you're fired!

Oh the outrage and indignation!

Quite possibly so.....

Some quotes with more than just a little humor.....


"Bigamy is having one wife too many. Monogamy is the same."
--Oscar Wilde

Do you know why they call it "PMS"? Because "Mad Cow Disease" was taken.
--Unknown, presumed deceased

Relationships are hard. It's like a full time job, and we should treat it like one. If your wife wants to leave you, she should give you two weeks' notice. There should be severance pay, the day before she leave you, she should have to find you a temp."
--Bob Ettinger

"You can say any foolish thing to a dog, and the dog will give you a look that says,'My God, you're right! I never would've thought of that!'"
--Dave Barry

Blog Think Tank...

The second annual West Texas Bloggers Rountable and Mobile Home Symposium was held today at the exclusive Harvest Caffe. The increase in membership since last years Roundtable was amazing with participants from varied fields attending. Among the members were farmers, engineers, TV stars, sales representatives, executive chefs, web designers and a few of the occasionally idle rich. A great and worthwhile time was had by all. In fact the conversation was so stimulating, most of us extended our coffee meeting into lunch. In attendance in spirit but not in person was spiritual mentor Jimmy; but he was represented graphically [the little dot of a head behind Kinky Friedman in the green room photo] and he will be reminded of our admiration for him when he gets the bill for the whole wonderful affair. Kinky couldn't make it either.....

The other members in attendance were:
The Fireant Gazette, Bleu Chocolate, Walked with the Angels, Streams, ArchaeoTex and Sounding Forth

Making News....

The star of the TV Guide Channel's Making News West Texas Style was good enough to recognize my efforts in making this reality show a national phenomenon with this fabulous photo. He especially liked my innovative idea about doing weather during the news show and,of course, suggesting that his news staff play the Hooters Girls in basketball. Keep up the good work Jose.

Bloggers Roundtable...

Many of the Midland-Odessa-Stanton triangle of bloggers will be meeting this Friday morning at 10 A.M at the "Harvest Cafe" located next to Dunlaps Dept. store at the corner of Wadley and Garfield streets. The discussion promises to be stimulating and varied with such special presentations as Jeff and Eric's dramatic PowerPoint show describing in detail their near fatal coffee related auto accident and I will be delivering my always popular lecture entitled- "XYZ: The Forgotten Consonants". All are invited to drop by....especially if you are buying.

A view of "Shangri-La".....

A stunning view of "Shangri-La" taken in March by one of my contacts there, a very good photographer in her own right it looks like. Gorgeous landscapes and adventure around every turn in the road, literally, what more could one ask for.....

Travel Wardrobe......

Good news in planning my travel wardrobe. I think that I have found a Kevlar body armor vest. Slightly used but functional.

Vacation Images: Stills ...and Video?

The trip to "Shangri-La" has taken a new turn. One of the local TV stations, the best one frankly, is graciously putting together a professionally done DVD of our West Texas Troop Salute for distribution to all those who helped with the event. We are doing an hour long version, a 15 minute version for the Internet and a short 3-5 minute cut for mailing out with a promotional package for next years event.

While working on the DVD with the News manager of the best local TV station I mentioned my plans with the newspaper for visiting and photographing in "Shangri-La". TV guys, I think, don't like to be out-done by the press media so the manager asked if I would like to either take a videographer from the station with me, or perhaps take one of their cameras for nightly reports...hopefully live. He even mentioned the words, "you could work for us for the time you're there".

This sounds promising as "working for" might imply that some of the expenses that are sure to occur beyond the travel plans I'm working on might be covered. He also assured me that getting my press credentials though them would be no problem. Press credentials are the key to going on vacation in "Shangri-La". In the meantime things are progressing. I've now been assigned my own personal travel guide who is in "Shangri-La", he's with the 82nd Travel Agency. They sound very professional and full of good ideas for fun things to do and see while on vacation there. So professional that he has already sent me a list of vacation clothing and items I need to bring. That damn Kevlar body armor keeps coming up.....

Nuthin' to do....?

Nuthin' to do in Midland. If you can't find some interesting things to do on a Sunday afternoon, you're not trying hard enough. There's always something to do...like borrowing a NASCAR vehicle and takin' her for a little test drive!

Gary P. Nunn......

It was a great evening to be at the Museum of the Southwest. Many friends, a pleasant night and getting to meet and photograph Texas music legend Gary P. Nunn. Gary invited me to shoot from the smallish stage. He wanted some of the shots and for my trouble I got an autographed Gary P. Nunn hat. I wanna' go home to the armadillos, with country music from Amarillo and Abilene.... Here's some shots.

Vacation plans

My summer vacation planning is still underway. "Shangri-La" awaits. I am now in direct communications with a government official in Shangri-La who is helping with my planning and getting the red tape taken care of. Since Shangri-La is now officially being overseen by the international community there are a few more forms to complete, but it's not bad.

I've also discussed my accomodations and hosts and it looks like the best place to be is at the 82nd Motel at the corner of Pleasant Dr. and Nirvana Ave. I am still in need of Kevlar body armor however, I think they suggest this since the golf club is very crowded and they worry about visitors getting hit with golf balls. Whatever, but if anyone has any body armor I'd like to borrow it. Thanks.

New look....

In an effort to move into the 21st Century, I've been updating a few websites to handle the higher resolutions that have become more standard. That, and I bought a new high resolution monitor that makes me [well almost] use a higher resolution setting than the old favorite 800x600. At 3000:1 resolution my photos look superb on the new flatscreen, but the websites looked....well dated as many of you know.

In addition I'm attempting to make them a bit more "cross browser" friendly for the few non conformitsts and liberals who use things like Mac's and Firefox. People like that FireAnt Guy and a few others I've run across. Hope this views a little more easily.

Memorial Day....

Memorial Day, a day of remembrance and gratitude for the gifts that those who have served, and are now gone, have given us. My Dad and I, over the years, grew to love to be together on Veterans Day. Now he is gone and I am left with his loving memory on this day, the last living veteran in my family. The greatest gifts in my life were given to me by my Dad, seen above [front right] aboard the liberty ship Rensselaer Victory in 1943 on his way to land at the beaches of Italy. One of the men pictured in this photo, his best army buddy, was killed the day they landed. I don't know which one it is because we found this picture and many more after my Dad was gone. His absence is with me every moment of the day.

Summer Plans...

I'm sure you've heard the old adage, "be careful what you wish for, it might come true". Even crazy, far fetched ideas that you know are crazy and far fetched.

Over the last year I've taken, literally, 3-4,000 sports photos, mainly for Midland High School. And I've loved it; met some nice new people and had fun being in the midst of the action. But, frankly, I got a little blase over the last several months. How many images of "guy on 2nd base, guy on 3rd base, guys in football pads" can you snap before they all start to look the same. Well about 3-4,000 I guess, because that's where I am.

One of the key elements of photography, that people forget, is that to get good and intersesting shots, you first have to be where the good and interesting shots are. So, over the last month or so I started to think of somewhere to go where there would definitely be good and interesting shots. There is a country I'll call "Shangri-La" that I've always been fascinated with, more so in recent years because it's been in the news. And my interest increased when I was in Washington in February and spoke to an old Army friend who is now a senior state department attache. He had recently returned from a years posting in Shagri-La and related that Shagri-La was one of the most interesting, historic and beautiful places he had ever been. I spoke with him again this week and he said he had met numerous photographers roaming Shangri-La taking photos for various news agencies and they all seemed to be faring well.

So, as crazy as I knew this was, I at least wanted to see if it might possible for me to get to Shangi-La too. I started with a local media outlet, whose assistance I would need, fully expecting them to ask for my release papers from the Nut House. Instead I was told that this seemed like an interesting idea and pending corporate approval, they would be interested in assisting me. Next using a contact I had met in Washington I got the name of the federal official in charge of media affairs in Shangri-La. Knowing a few leaders in his branch of the government helped, since I could use their names to establish that though possibly insane I am not crazy nor a subversive. He was very helpful and told me if I wanted to go to come on...and where do I want to be and when do I want to come!

I had thought that by this stage in my inquiries some official would have just simply said, "hell no you can't go to Shangri-La" and I would have said simply "OK at least I tried". But that's not the way it's working and it's looking like Shangri-La may be a distinct possibility. There are some key points to be resolved including travel, my hosts in Shangri-La and communications questions. But today I received the form necessary to be a "legal" photographer in Shangri-La.

It looks like such a friendly place, Shangri-La, but I wonder due to some of the questions on the form

Do you have your own body armor/kevlar *required

Do you have any disability that prohibits you from running?

In the unlikely event of emergency, death or declared missing list next of kin for notification.

What kind of vacation resort asks those questions?? :>]

Some Days...

Today, 24 May, would have been my folks 61st wedding anniversary. Some days are sadder than others, but the loss of my Dad is an everyday thought with me. Still, living through 60 years of marriage as my Dad did last year is a blessing and a tribute mainly to my Dad's patience and understanding. Last year at this time he was still healthy enough to enjoy the day.

The Spring Game....

Fall like temperatures made Thursdays MHS Spring Game all the more festive. Good game previewing the Dawgs, good company and good food! Spring Game photos.

Are you ready for some foootball!

Thursday's weather is supposed to be very cool, almost autumn like, which should make you think of football. We'll pawdner you're in luck because Thursday evening is the annual MHS spring football game! Sponsored by the Bulldog Football Booster Club you'll have a chance to see the potentially very good 2007 Dawg team in action. With two offensive linemen over 300 lbs. on the left side, watch for more than a few plays to go that way.

Come early for a bargain priced fajita dinner. Dinner will be served from 5:30 until 7:30 for only $5 bucks! The game begins at 7:00 pm on the new and beautiful turf at Memorial Stadium. While you wait, fire yourself up with my photos from last weeks scrimmage!

Happy Mother's Day.....

It's the sound that dog owners know all too well; a sound that can be heard throughout the house no matter where one is. That is the sound of a dog in the act of throwing up. All my dogs have thrown up as I'm sure yours have. Usually no big deal to clean up, but I always react the same way.

Whenever I hear that initial "heaving" going on, I run to the spot of the action and urge, no order the dog to go outside. Honestly this has never worked. It's just to damn hard to stop a dog in mid-upchuck. I suppose we humans are like that too, so I never get too mad at the dog. They're just a sick friend. It was strange, Daphne threw up a short while ago on the exact same spot where the Big Gold Dog passed away in September..the exact spot.

Having cleaned up the small mess Daphne created; I sat down to write these short notes with Daphne slumbering at my feet. Slumbering that is until she awoke with a start and began heaving again. So what did I do....I ordered her to go outside and vomit. Dang....didn't work one my time.

Oh yeah.....Happy Mothers Day. My Mother and I had a very nice late morning brunch at the Wall Street Sunday brunch spot. In all honesty, after the last half year or so, I think that my Mom and I apprectiate each other more than we ever have before. Thanks Ma!

Ma and Me....

Since my Dad's passing my Mom, I think, likes to have me accompany her on errands and appointments that she deems more important than most. I don't mind; it's good to see her willing to be out and about and taking care of business. Usually these "important" appointments involve doctors visits and talking to financial institutions. I don't mind going as it's good to be out with her and frankly I can keep an eye on what's going on. She's still sharp as a tack and able to handle most things, but she's just not used to financial transactions involving large sums of money. I think she likes to have me there as a comfort factor.

Today it was to the bank, the purpose of our visit was to simplify affairs which meant closing several saving accounts she and my Dad held jointly and open one solely in her name, turn some cash into CD's and adjust her checking account balance. While driving to the bank she had announced, "you know I think I might have a little too much in the household checking account". "OK", I said, "about how much do you have there"? Always knowing things to the exact dollar she announced the figure. It was high five figures....almost to the six figure point!

I reminded her that her monthly bills were negligable and perhaps that was too high. She agreed and while at the bank transfered some into savings. She now only has a mid five figure checking account balance. I suppose that's progress.

She also announced that she thought she might buy a new car. That would be good for her. Since I drive her many places now, I suggested a vehicle that would be comfortable and agreeable to both of us. Something like a Corvette. At least she could buy it with her household expense money. We'll see.....

Be true to your school....

For all MHS Bulldog fans, and for the rest who wish they were Bulldog fans, here are my photos from Friday's second intra-squad scrimmage. But oh how I'm dated. The accompanying theme music was a big success; it even includes the correct fight song. The booster parents loved it....but most asked who recorded that music. If you are of a certain age, there is no doubt who the track is by, is there?

Vietnam Statistics....

Perhaps you've seen these facts on Vietnam and the men and women who served...if you haven't they may be of interest:

9,087,000 military personnel served on active duty during the official Vietnam era from August 5, 1964 to May 7, 1975

2,709,918 Americans served in uniform in Vietnam

Veterans represented 9.7% of their generation

241 men were awarded the Medal of Honor during the Vietnam War

The first man to die in Vietnam was James Davis, in 1958. He was with the 509th Radio Research Station. Davis Station in Saigon was named for him.

58,148 were killed in Vietnam

75,000 were severely disabled

23,214 were 100% disabled

5,283 lost limbs

1,081 sustained multiple amputations

Of those killed, 61% were younger than 21

11,465 of those killed were younger than 20 years old

Of those killed, 17,539 were married

Average age of men killed: 23.1 years

Five men killed in Vietnam were only 16 years old

The oldest man killed was 62 years old

As of January 15, 2004, there are 1,875 Americans still unaccounted for from the Vietnam War

97% of Vietnam Veterans were honorably discharged

91% of Vietnam Veterans say they are glad they served

74% say they would serve again, even knowing the outcome

Vietnam veterans have a lower unemployment rate than the same non-vet age groups

Vietnam veterans' personal income exceeds that of our non-veteran age group by more than 18 percent

87% of Americans hold Vietnam Veterans in high esteem

There is no difference in drug usage between Vietnam Veterans and non-Vietnam Veterans of the same age group (Source: Veterans Administration Study)

Vietnam Veterans are less likely to be in prison - only one-half of one percent of Vietnam Veterans have been jailed for crimes

85% of Vietnam Veterans made successful transitions to civilian life.

86% of the men who died in Vietnam were Caucasians, 12.5% were black, 1.2% was other races.

Vietnam Veterans were the best educated forces our nation had ever sent into combat. 79% had a high school education or better.

Football....!

MHS Bulldog football has been underway for over a week with the first major scrimmage held today. Here are some "fonky" photos.