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New paint job

The Sundowner at my flying club just got a fresh coat of paint. I think I was the only one who liked the old purple, but the new burgundy looks really good. More mature.









Two interesting posts

Two posts by authors more eloquent then me on our forthcoming Presidential situation…

“President Pussygrabber” by George R.R. Martin
Nov. 9th, 2016 from Martin’s website Not A Blog and you can find it here:

“There are really no words for how I feel this morning.

America has spoken. I really thought we were better than this. Guess not.

Trump was the least qualified candidate ever nominated by a major party for the presidency. Come January, he will become the worst president in American history, and a dangerously unstable player on the world stage.

And the decimated Democrats, a minority in both House and Senate, do not have the power to hinder him.

Over the next four years, our problems are going to get much, much worse.

Winter is coming. I told you so.


“Trump voters will not like what happens next” By Garrison Keillor

November 9, 2016 from The Washington Post, which you can find here:

“So he won. The nation takes a deep breath. Raw ego and proud illiteracy have won out, and a severely learning-disabled man with a real character problem will be president. We are so exhausted from thinking about this election, millions of people will take up leaf-raking and garage cleaning with intense pleasure. We liberal elitists are wrecks. The Trumpers had a whale of a good time, waving their signs, jeering at the media, beating up protesters, chanting “Lock her up” — we elitists just stood and clapped. Nobody chanted “Stronger Together.” It just doesn’t chant.

The Trumpers never expected their guy to actually win the thing, and that’s their problem now. They wanted only to whoop and yell, boo at the H-word, wear profane T-shirts, maybe grab a crotch or two, jump in the RV with a couple of six-packs and go out and shoot some spotted owls. It was pleasure enough for them just to know that they were driving us wild with dismay — by “us,” I mean librarians, children’s authors, yoga practitioners, Unitarians, bird-watchers, people who make their own pasta, opera-goers, the grammar police, people who keep books on their shelves, that bunch. The Trumpers exulted in knowing we were tearing our hair out. They had our number, like a bratty kid who knows exactly how to make you grit your teeth and froth at the mouth.

Alas for the Trump voters, the disasters he will bring on this country will fall more heavily on them than anyone else. The uneducated white males who elected him are the vulnerable ones, and they will not like what happens next.

To all the patronizing B.S. we’ve read about Trump expressing the white working-class’s displacement and loss of the American Dream, I say, “Feh!” — go put your head under cold water. Resentment is no excuse for bald-faced stupidity. America is still the land where the waitress’s kids can grow up to become physicists and novelists and pediatricians, but it helps a lot if the waitress and her husband encourage good habits and the ambition to use your God-given talents and the kids aren’t plugged into electronics day and night. Whooping it up for the candidate of cruelty and ignorance does less than nothing for your kids.

We liberal elitists are now completely in the clear. The government is in Republican hands. Let them deal with him. Democrats can spend four years raising heirloom tomatoes, meditating, reading Jane Austen, traveling around the country, tasting artisan beers, and let the Republicans build the wall and carry on the trade war with China and deport the undocumented and deal with opioids, and we Democrats can go for a long , brisk walk and smell the roses.

I like Republicans. I used to spend Sunday afternoons with a bunch of them, drinking Scotch and soda and trying to care about NFL football. It was fun. I tried to think like them. (Life is what you make it. People are people. When the going gets tough, tough noogies.) But I came back to liberal elitism.

Don’t be cruel. Elvis said it, and it’s true. We all experienced cruelty back in our playground days — boys who beat up on the timid, girls who made fun of the homely and naive — and most of us, to our shame, went along with it, afraid to defend the victims lest we become one of them. But by your 20s, you should be done with cruelty. Mr. Trump was the cruelest candidate since George Wallace. How he won on fear and bile is for political pathologists to study. The country is already tired of his noise, even his own voters. He is likely to become the most intensely disliked president since Herbert Hoover. His children will carry the burden of his name. He will never be happy in his own skin. But the damage he will do to our country — who knows? His supporters voted for change, and boy, are they going to get it.

Back to real life. I went up to my home town the other day and ran into my gym teacher, Stan Nelson, looking good at 96. He commanded a landing craft at Normandy on June 6, 1944, and never said a word about it back then, just made us do chin-ups whether we wanted to or not. I saw my biology teacher Lyle Bradley, a Marine pilot in the Korean War, still going bird-watching in his 90s. I was not a good student then, but I am studying both of them now. They have seen it all and are still optimistic. The past year of politics has taught us absolutely nothing. Zilch. Zero. Nada. The future is scary. Let the uneducated have their day. I am now going to pay more attention to teachers.”


Horrified. Just horrified by the outcome of the election. Sexism and racism certainly played a part in this mess, but yes also anger and a growing unhappiness over change. People don’t like change, I get that. People like to bury their heads in the sand, I get that. But when you don’t pick the most qualified person and instead elect someone who says terrible things about women and minorities, makes fun of people with disabilities, who threatens his opponent on national television, who cheated on how many wives, who refused to release his tax returns, who does not believe in global warming, etc. you have to ask WTF?

Going from inspiring little girls and telling them that if you are smart and work hard you can become President, to showing them that the little dumb boy bully wins is a terrible dangerous message. Hopefully I am wrong, hopefully the next four years will be prosperous and wonderful, after all he has the House and the Senate so he should be able to fulfill all of his promises, but what I see are four years of lawsuits and fighting and very little being accomplished. What I see is that those unhappy people that voted for this orange monster (or those that did not vote at all) will be worse off than they were before.


Election Day 2016!

A historical day!

I was #232 to vote in my small town and there was no line and no waiting. Well, I had to wait for the old election judge to finish her circling her word in her crossword puzzle, but that was about it. Really it took me longer to take my voting selfies than it took to vote. I am voting for Hillary, because it will be wonderful to see a woman in the White House! Plus she is smart, has dedicated her life to helping others, and knows how to get things done. #ImWithHer #HillYes

Is it really November?

Today was bright, sunny, in the 60s, and its November! Very weird weather. It was also a beautiful day to fly.

All Hallow’s Read

The niece and nephew were over a little early to celebrate All Hallow’s Read and Halloween. Louisa is a ninja and Julian is Bilbo. We are celebrating year #4 of All Hallow’s Read (Neil Gaiman’s awesome book holiday) and graphic novels were the book this year (I figured it was time for graphic novels and I asked their mother Sloane if they had any Doctor Who ones and they didn’t): G. Willow Wilson’s amazing “Ms. Marvel Volume 1: No Normal” for Louisa and “Doctor Who: The Eleventh Doctor Volume 1- After Life” for Julian. Plus I got them each a book journal to log in all the books that they are reading. Its good to have a book journal for when you are old and cannot remember what you have read! Have a Happy Halloween and All Hallow’s Read!!!

Happy National Cat Day!

Happy International Archaeology Day!

In my previous life I was as an archaeologist. I went to school to study archaeology, visited archaeological sites, did laboratory work (cleaning and processing artifacts), went on digs as a student, volunteer, intern, and even for a short time a paid archaeologist. I even have my own trowel (no its not sonic)! In honor of International Archaeology Day here are a few photos from my archaeologist phase of life:

Dinner and The Librarians

I had dinner at Nevanka and Lal’s house tonight. Nevanka cooked Sri Lankan and everything was wonderful, but a bit spicy. Well spicy for this Minnesotan palate (I had emailed her earlier in the week reminding her that spicy will kill me and she did not cook anything spicy!). It was also wonderful to see Polly and Susan and catch up. Its always a great time when you get a bunch of librarians together!

Big Boreas Booya!

This afternoon was the Big Boreas Booya! I have been working on the Boreas Leadership Certificate for the past few years and today was the start of their 2016-2017 events.

What is a booya you ask? Well “the name comes from an upper-Midwest tradition of community stews. “Booya” refers to both the stew and the event. As the days shorten into fall, in Minnesota, Wisconsin, and Michigan you’ll start seeing signs advertising booyas. Sometimes the smell of savory stew wafts across a fire department or church parking lot. At Boreas, we’ve started our own annual booya tradition, where we cook and serve booya right on campus. We keep the idea going through the year with our weekly booyas, where we do the community, but not the stew, part of booyas. Boreas was intentional about choosing booyas as the organizing idea for our community- and network-building events” (

So today started off with a panel discussion and then group discussion on “What kind of leadership does it take to make progress on environment and sustainability challenges?” and then ended up with the eating of the booya – which was wonderful! Great food, great discussion, and great music from the Broken Heartland String Band.

Environmental innovators panel 4 – 5:15 p.m.
Valery Forbes – Dean of the College of Biological Sciences
Eric Schwartz – Dean of the Humphrey School of Public Affairs
Scott Lanyon ­– Dean of the Graduate School