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2013 is now archived - I'll try to do a better job keeping up
this year - I doubt that it matters - the readership count amounts to one - me ~ ^-^
15 February 2015
15 February 1940 - born this date in Glendale, California.
1 February 2015
Check out "Jazz" on Netflix -
24 April 2014
50 Years Ago ~
Hired on this date in 1964 by United
Air Lines at LAX - Los Angeles Int'l Airport. Joined the Line 15 September at EWR - Newark,
DC-6/7 - Sept ’64 > Dec ;64 — EWR
DC-6/7 - Viscount - Jan ’65
>Dec ’65 — Cross Qual — EWR
B-720 - 1966 > 1967 — LAX
B-727 - 1967 > 1972 — LAX
DC-8 - 1972 > 1977 — LAX
B-747 - 1977 >
1979 — LAX
B-737-200 - 1979 >1986 — SFO
B-747-100 - 1986 > 1987 — LAX
DC-8 - 1988
> 1992 — LAX
B-737-300 - 1992 > 1994 — LAX
B-727 - 1994 > 1995 —SFO/GVA
B-747-400 - 1995 >2000 — LAX
30 April 2012 - Monday - 2127 MST
My pal of 11 years - Benito - passed away tonight after declining
health for several weeks. When he took his last breath I stroked him and told him I'll
see him on the other side....
Back about 2001 I lost a dog, so I went to the animal
shelter and found two Dobie mixed breed brothers, Attila and Kaiser, that were about 6 months
old. The shelter said that the people that had them couldn't keep them because they
were too big for their apartment. The mix showed in Kaiser - he had a deep chest, whereas
Attila was lean and thin and looked Doberman. They were in separate cages, and when I walked up to them,
Kaiser jumped up and ran up to me - all excited and seemed to be saying, “Take us! Take us!”
Attila was laying on the mat - facing the wall and wouldn’t look at me. Kaiser would
jump over to him as if to say, “C’mon - this guy will take us!” Back and
forth Kaiser went, and Attila raised his head looking over his shoulder at me then laid back down.
Finally, Kaiser got him to get up and he came over to the gate and he gave me a surly, disinterested
look and then turned around and laid back down as if to say, “He’s not going to take us - knock it off...”
The intern took them one at a time out to the get acquainted pen; Kaiser was outgoing and friendly
- Attila was reserved and stand-offish.
I gave the shelter 110 bucks and loaded them up.
When I got back to my place, Clemente and I took them out of the back of the truck and they spied
Viejo - my pet goat. They were on a short leash but took off after Viejo - my 220 lbs were
enough to hold Kaiser but I still remember watching Attila dragging Clemente - his heels making furrows
in the sand. Wish I had taken a picture.
They were a funny pair, like I said, two totally different
personalities. But when they went after something - they went together - Attila would go
in high and Kaiser low. Any dogs that wandered in regretted it. People
would drive in - and before they would get out I would tell them, “If you’re afraid
of these dogs, stay in the cab until I put them away - otherwise get out.” They could detect if someone
was afraid of them and they would go into the attack mode.
Because they had never been in other than
an apartment environment, my place was a real treat for them, chickens, goats, cows, horses and
lots of Jackrabbits to chase. Within a few days I bought electric collars with two remotes, one for
Clemente and one for me. The remote had 4 buttons that when pushed gave a 3 second buzz then a - well
- “1” gave a little tingle after the warning buzz, “2” a mild shock, “3”
an attention getter, and “4” was ass-over-teakettle time! I only had to use
4 a couple of times. After that, all you had to do was hit the button and as soon as they
heard the buzz they would spin around and run back to us and sit down. They knew they were
safe if they were next to us. The collars came off after a couple of weeks, and they were good boys after that
- and great watchdogs. Well - not that they would bark - just attack.
Clemente had trouble with their names - some Texicans are funny that
way - and my daughter Michelle was staying with me, so I asked her to rename them.
When she came in for breakfast the next morning I asked her what she had come up with. She
laid her hand on Attila’s back and said, “This is Pancho Villa;” and then Kaiser’s
back, “and this is Benito Juarez.” So they were Pancho and Benito, and Clemente
didn’t have any trouble with those names.
One night I let them out about midnight
to pee, and Benito came back in - but Pancho didn’t. About 0200, Benito jumped up and faced
SE - his ears up and started whining. I went outside and looked for Pancho, but he did not come to the call,
and I couldn’t find him. Got on the cart the next morning and went looking for him.
I was going south on the road in front of my place, and about a hundred yards down, I looked over
my left shoulder and saw Benito on the east side of the road laying on his belly with his head
on something. I spun around and went back to where he was, and his head was laying on Pancho’s
- he’d been hit - guess he was chasing something across the roadway. Took Benito a long time to
get over that - he would wake up at night sometimes and let out a mournful howl. I’ve
loved every dog I’ve ever had - but I guess my two favorites were Dana - a Great Dane, and
A Greek lady friend of mine, said she believed that when you go over to the
other side, you are on a big boat and sail across a big lake, and on the other side there is
a dock, and all of your friends and family that have gone before are standing on the dock waving to you as you arrive.
She said in my case there was also going to be a lot of wagging tails
Egg Nog The only thing wrong with Egg Nog - is that it
only appears during the holidays. I have no one to blame tho, because I have made my own
egg nog - and it was very good - better than store bought in my opinion. Unfortunately, my egg nog does
not contain maltodextrin, artificial flavors, modified food starch, carrageenan, annatto, and turmeric, so
it is probably not as good for you as store bought.