Monday, June 24, 2013

Rule # 5 You Don't Waste Good

Rule # 5 You Don't Waste Good

Some of you may know what I am talking about and some may have to look it up but one thing is certain, like Gibbs I live by the cup, all day long.

I have an auto start on my coffee maker and I can always be found with a cup of coffee.  I like my coffee not just as a pick me up but I love the smell and taste of really good coffee.  I credit this to my mother as she gave us "Good to the last Drop" Maxwell House Master Blend growing up and I have always gone to great lengths to find it all of my life.

For many of us we try to learn from our mistakes and life our lives a certain way and in many ways we may or may not have them written down anywhere.  For one of my favorite antagonist there is a set of rules written down and over the years many have been revealed to the followers and fans. 

One of my favorites is Rule # 5 . . . You Don't Waste Good!

Now this can be taken in so many contexts and is open for interpretation for those looking at it but for me it has meaning. 

I'll leave it up to you to find your meaning and if you care to post it that is fine too and while I wait I think I will sit here and drink my coffee . . . which is still "Good to the last Drop!"

Have a nIce Day!

Thursday, June 06, 2013

"Time is NOT on your side."

"Time is NOT on your side."

So said The Rolling Stones only because the National Association of Chronic Procrastinators promised a lucrative sponsorship deal . . . which is still in the works to this very day.

The NACP keeps putting off negotiations for a later date.

Sadly The Rolling Stones are old now gathering moss.



It's a sunny glorious day in Alaska and once again people are out and about walking, bicycling, and enjoying the sunshine.  It is amazing how attitudes change after a long winter's night.

Now comes the good part . . . fishing!

Ice

Sunday, May 26, 2013

Memorial Day 2013

Memorial Day 2013

This post is one that struck me when it was first circulated in 2009 by the Anchorage Daily News as an opinion piece ran here:

http://www.adn.com/opinion/view/story/807109.html

It still holds meaning for me today and I wanted run it again as I think it captures the essence of this holiday and its true meaning in how it came to be and the fact that life goes on . . .

Our view: Memorial Day

We honor the fallen today with silence and taps and life
Published: May 24th, 2009 04:40 PM
Last Modified: May 24th, 2009 04:48 PM



Chances are that when you opened this page you saw the photograph first, in the same second that you saw the headline.  When you look at it and read the caption, isn't it easy to imagine the grandfather buried beneath that headstone, wherever he is, taking great joy in the grandchildren who visit his grave?

Today we honor the dead who served, from those killed in battle to those who died peacefully decades after their days in uniform.  Flags and flowers mark this day.  Salutes and prayer.  Memories of loved ones.

And moments of silence, wherein we can hear the rustle of wreaths on stone, breath of wind stirring a halyard, bird song.

In the Gettysburg Address, Lincoln said that "we can not dedicate -- we can not consecrate -- we can not hallow -- this ground.  The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract."

So it is at any memorial site, whether among the white headstones at Arlington National Cemetery, Fort Richardson or the flag on the Park Strip in downtown Anchorage.

But look again at the photograph.  At their grandfather's grave site, those kids are on the edge of play.  That's not disrespect.  That's life.  That's freedom.

That's the promise that their grandfather and millions of others have kept for the rest of us.

Picture Caption

DARON DEAN / Anchorage Daily News archive 2005
Augustine Hamner, 6, hugs her grandfather’s headstone as her brother John, 2, straightens his flag and mom Grace watches on Memorial Day in 2005 at Fort Richardson National Cemetery. “She knows the reason her granddad is here,” said Robert Hamner, her father. Hamner said just knowing his dad was a good man, who brought him up right makes Memorial Day special to him. Augustine, who had been to the cemetery before, looked at the headstones and asked, “Why are there more?”


America's roll call of the fallen

620,000-- Number of troops killed, counting both Union and Confederate sides, in the Civil War.
405,399 -- Number killed in World War II.
116,516 -- Number killed in World War I.
58,209 -- Number killed in Vietnam War.
54,246 -- Number killed during Korean War.
13,283 -- Number killed during Mexican War.
4,435 -- Number killed in Revolutionary War.
6,648 -- Number killed in Iraq War (Operation Iraqi Freedom) since 2003.
2,446 -- Number killed in Spanish-American War.
2,260 -- Number killed in War of 1812.
2,133 -- Number killed in Afghanistan War (Operation Enduring Freedom) since 2002.
382 -- Number killed in Persian Gulf War.

Sources: US Department of Defense, Department of the Navy, Washington Post, Anchorage Daily News. Note: Numbers for current wars in Iraq and Afghanistan as of May 20. List does not include service members killed in smaller military operations, such as Lebanon, Somalia and Panama, who also are remembered today.

God Bless and celebrate the day!

Ice

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words . . .


I saw this and figured I would post this for my friend Terran who enjoys such nonsense.

Enjoy Terran!



Ice

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Life Observation # 173 – Feeling Bad


Life Observation # 173 – Feeling Bad 

When feeling bad

can feel really good . . . for someone.

Sometimes we don't feel good . . . it could be from sickness or just feeling lousy in general but within that yucky feeling there may sometimes be something else going on where you find it within yourself to change it up a bit and it's pleasant what can happen, both in your mind and body.

Is a little TLC in order or is it something like feeling bad sometimes is like getting to scratch an itch that you've been trying to ignore for a while.  Like a mosquito bite.

If you scratch it though, it keeps on itching, and then you scratch it again, and again, until it becomes an open sore.  Keep picking at it and it gets worse.

I know it gives a very temporary feeling of relief to scratch, but only prolongs the itch.

My advice?  

Just like the mosquito bite, don't give in to the urge to scratch it, and it starts to go away much faster. 

Get a little TLC and you will feel much better hopefully sooner than later.

Ice

Friday, May 10, 2013

Thursday, May 09, 2013

Love my new job


It is great being back at work again and I am getting into the grind of putting bids out to get projects done around Alaska this summer.  The group that I am working with are great and now that my official State of Alaska email is up and running I have started to receive emails 'welcoming' me to DPS and 'congrats' on the new job replacing a long time employee who is retiring at the end of the month.

My first email this morning was from one of the troopers who sent this to me so I know I will fit in just fine with this bunch of characters. 

Missing Wife Found by Alaska State Troopers

The day after his wife disappeared in a kayaking accident, an Anchorage man answered his door to find two grim faced Alaska State Troopers. "We're sorry Mr. Wilkens, but we have some information about your wife," said one of the troopers.

"Tell me! Did you find her?" Wilkens asked.

The troopers looked at each other.

One said, "We have some bad news, some good news, and some really great news. Which would you like to hear first?"

Fearing the worst, the ashen Mr. Wilkens said, "Give me the bad News first."

The trooper said, "I'm sorry to tell you, sir, but this morning we found your wife's body in Kachemak Bay."

"Oh my God!" said Wilkens.
Swallowing hard, he asked, "What's the good news?"

The trooper continued, "When we pulled her up, she had 12 twenty pound King crabs and 6 good-sized Dungeness crabs clinging to her, and we feel you are entitled to a share in the catch."

Stunned, Mr. Wilkens demanded, "If that's the good news, then what's the great news?"

The trooper smiled and said, "We're gonna pull her up again tomorrow."





As you can see I think I will fit right in with this group and I am sure there will be some pretty interesting things that will happen around this great big wilderness we call home, Alaska.

Meeting all the new people and starting my travels around to the different facilities is on tap for me over the next couple weeks.  I will be seeing what needs to be done and making introductions so I can bid the work.

Springtime in Alaska . . . and I just received the notice that summer will be on a Saturday this year, probably the third week of July.

Have an nIce day!