Saturday, July 27, 2019

There's Been A Sighting...

...coincidence?  I think not...the resemblance is uncanny.

Plus, the way I handled my hickories today suggests a strong correlation to a primitive, uncivilized beast with little to no eye hand coordination.

Definitely a link here to Sasquatch...
...we'll try again next week...
The roof project is full bore right now...
...the gang's all here...

wheelbarrow races?

lots of decking needed to be replaced...

...LOTS of decking...
They're hoping to button it up this weekend and put the metal trim on next week.

We're ready to have our home back.
In the "random sightings" department...
"we're going to need a bigger fly swatter..."

Momma Doe's 2 fawns stopped by again...

...lilies are gorgeous this year...

...2 people in love...

Can turkeys swim?

...ready for a fire...

...and unwinding at the end of a long day...

"Old Salt", a 30 year old carving from a craftsman in Alpena...found him in the OK Tire offices in Holland while getting an oil change...

If I had to depend on my book sales I'd probably be living here... I think I'm going to try a different tactic.

I'll check with some local bookstores and offer to give them a few books for free to see if there's any interest in featuring a local writer.

Will probably give them the first Papa's Model T...
...Red Train Christmas...
...and 7 Fridays...
...just to give them a flavor of my writing and see if there's any interest.

I figure I've got nothing to lose...can't be any less interest with them than there appears to be online.
It's a beautiful Saturday so I better get busy finding a hidey hole before Karen gets motivated to put me to work...summer is rapidly disappearing so I think I will, too.

later, mcm fans...

* Crass Commercialism Corner *

In the "so convenient you can't stand it" department, you can purchase my books here and on!

Get your paperback books here:

Get your ebooks here:

Saturday, July 20, 2019

That's One Small Step...

...for a giant leap for mankind.

So spoke Neil Armstrong 50 years ago today when he descended the steps of the Eagle Lunar Module and did what no man before him had...stepped foot on the moon.

Better men than I have waxed eloquent about the enormity of this stunning achievement, so I won't waste words here repeating the obvious.
All I'll say is the bravery of those men is incalculable.
They faced the very real possibility of dying there on that cold, forsaken orb.

The slightest error at any point - the smallest mechanical failure of any equipment being used in an environment completely foreign to any we'd ever encountered before - would have meant certain death for them, 240,000 miles away from home.

In that tragic event, President Nixon was prepared to give the following speech, written by William Safire:

"Fate has ordained that the men who went to the moon to explore in peace will stay on the moon to rest in peace.

These brave men, Neil Armstrong and Edwin Aldrin, know that there is no hope for their recovery. But they also know that there is hope for mankind in their sacrifice.
These two men are laying down their lives in mankind’s most noble goal: the search for truth and understanding.
They will be mourned by their families and friends; they will be mourned by their nation; they will be mourned by the people of the world; they will be mourned by a Mother Earth that dared send two of her sons into the unknown.
In their exploration, they stirred the people of the world to feel as one; in their sacrifice, they bind more tightly the brotherhood of man.
In ancient days, men looked at stars and saw their heroes in the constellations. In modern times, we do much the same, but our heroes are epic men of flesh and blood.
Others will follow, and surely find their way home. Man’s search will not be denied. But these men were the first, and they will remain the foremost in our hearts.
For every human being who looks up at the moon in the nights to come will know that there is some corner of another world that is forever mankind."
Praise God they returned home successfully, rightfully celebrated as heroes.
As you gaze up at that luminous light in the heavens tonight, stop and ponder the amazing achievement of 50 years ago.

God Bless America, y'all.
In considerably more earthly pursuits, I headed cross country through farming communities...

...and the idyllic burg of Lamont... the Sand Creek links.

After last week's dismal showing, I decided to stick with "simple golf" for awhile, but I did change out my club selection.

Moved up from using a mashie to my mid-iron, and from a niblick to my mashie niblick.
For you non-hickory golfers, that's moving up from about a 5 iron to a 3, and from a 9 iron to a 7.

Seemed to pay off, as I definitely added some distance to my shots this week...

...actually stroked a couple of tee shots 190 yards with my mid-iron, and thus had several chances to 1 putt for par.
Dropped a couple of them for par, carded a couple of bogeys, and overall had what was for me, a pretty good round.

Gotta love hickory golf.
#4 son finished up our back patio this past week...he took it from this: this:
...with a lot of hard work along the way.
As always, he did an excellent job.

Thanks, Chris!
Also in the "finished projects" category is our bubbling stone fountain...
...looks pretty good.  Saw a robin perched on the stone taking a drink the other day...left his mark, too.  Dirty bird.
Our roofing mega-project is finally underway...
...that's all the roofing materials being delivered.

Marty and Dave and their crew will start tearing off the old roof(s) on Monday, and by Friday our home should have a brand new chapeau.

This is one of those really expensive projects that will not be outwardly obvious...but as one of the men I respect most in life told me recently, a building is only as good as its roof.

This one should be nigh onto perfect when done.
If not for the pressing need for a completely new roof, this was the year we were planning on a new pool!
However, for obvious reasons we've had to scale back our plans a bit.

Even so, we did go ahead and splurge for a new swimmin' hole...
...the portable variety...ah, now that's the life.

Believe it or not, Karen does actually cool off in that little thing.  I think she does it to make me feel guilty.

It's working.
Sadly, we've come to the end of another rousin' session of intellectual mediocrity here at the bustling offices of the Atomic Monster Cafe.

But as we close up shop for another day, please remember this important truth:

Everything we do here is for you.

Well, most things, anyway.

Ok, so, realistically, some of the things we do are for you.

Fine!  I admit it!  I do this because I enjoy talking to myself and spitting into the wind!

There!  Satisfied?  For the love of chicken gravy...

later, mcm fans...

* Crass Commercialism Corner *

In the "so convenient you can't stand it" department, you can purchase my books here and on!

Get your paperback books here:

Get your ebooks here:

Saturday, July 13, 2019

Almost time...  P A N I C !

Why?  Because it's almost the middle of summer!

I know there are those of you who don't see the logic here, but you're the same folks who'll be taken completely off guard by the zombie apocalypse.
You gotta prepare for these things, people.

If you don't, everyone else will be panicking at the appropriate time and you'll be the ones left behind asking, "what's all the hubbub, bub?" that's my kind of preparation...
So this is the kind of day it was on the links...
...1 putt for par?  Nope...2 putt for bogey.

...1 putt for par?  Nah...3 putt for double bogey.

...1 putt for par?  You get the idea.

Those were the only chances I had for par...for all the other holes, when I finally made it to the green, par was just a fond memory I had passed several strokes before while flailing away in the rough.
It was so bad that after the 3rd hole, I removed my cleek (fairway wood) from my Sunday bag and walked it back to my truck in the parking lot so I wouldn't have to look at it while downshifting into "simple golf".

But you know what?

I still enjoyed it...a beautiful summer day, strolling through the gorgeous country side.

Would have enjoyed it more if I hadn't completely forgotten everything I ever knew about golf, but oh well...stuff happens.

Spent a couple of hours in my backyard swatting whiffle golf balls with my hickories when I got home and straightened a few things out.

I hope.

Lessee...left arm straight, interlocking grip, relaxed swing, fold in 2 eggs, beat until firm...
A momma doe appeared this week with her two fawns...
...gotta admit, they're cute little buggers.

We're blessed to be able to see so many different kinds of wildlife populating our backyard from time to time.
In the "odd coincidence" category, came across this internet ad..., he's not a ringer for yours truly...but still...
The back patio project progresses with more concrete cutting..
#4 son in a cloud of concrete dust...
...and more patio demolition... we're finally to the point where we'll pour new cement on Monday afternoon.

This is really great news because much to my surprise I've discovered that sitting on my butt in an office somehow failed to prepare me for the physical rigors of hauling broken pieces of cement in the hot sun all day.

Who knew?
It's taken longer than expected, but we finally have a bubbling rock fountain in our southwest landscape area...'s a closer look...
Not completely set in place yet as we're still checking fountain height and splash diameter...but it's pretty close.
...should be finalized by tomorrow.

The bubbling fountain water feature will be a nice complement to the otherwise dry southwest hardscape.
Sadly, we've come to the end of another excitin' edition of the Atomic Monster Cafe.

I know  your lives are a little richer for having visited, and now you'll be fending off melancholy, waiting for the next edition.

Please know our army of talented and creative writers are already at the sparkling offices of the Atomic Monster Cafe...
...working tirelessly to bring you the best in non-fattening, reduced calorie, gluten free and only mildly addictive mind candy.

No need to thank's what we do.

later, mcm fans...

* Crass Commercialism Corner *

In the "so convenient you can't stand it" department, you can purchase my books here and on!

Get your paperback books here:

Get your ebooks here: