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Golden Rectangle Treasure Chest for Bear

It’s a jewelry box that I made for bear-bear. Honeycomb onyx tiles donated by Big D who had them compliments of a neighbor with a big heart. Golden geometry dimensions provided by Leonardo Pisano Fibonacci from his 13th century classic, Liber Abaci. Tile saw borrowed from brother Phil. Abrasives and polishing compounds gifted by The World’s Coolest In-laws. All other art, inspiration and perspiration are attributable to the man in the title and The Man Upstairs.

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Treasures! Most used: blue swirly bouncy ball.

treasures inside

Freely it was given, freely you may have:

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King of the Road misses Queen of the House

I miss Kym. As such, identifying with King of the Road (Proclaimers covering tune by Roger Miller) and Queen of the House (by Jodi Miller) seems natural.

Quick question. Why didn’t Jodi Miller sing “Queen of the Home” instead of “Queen of the House?”

 

Faking The Fall, a Goob Debut

This really would have been bad if he had jumped stage left instead of right. There is a 200+ drop on that side (with no net).

Another FrankenTool

We own three dandelion diggers with the cumulative tensile strength of a wet noodle. Now we have one dandelion digger that won’t bend everytime it is inserted into the lawn and therefore will not be cursed and thrown across the lawn by its owner. Without further delay, I am pleased to introduce you to the only dandelion digger in my estate worthy of squabbling over during probate.

frankentool dandelion digger

Hornet Sting Pics

While closing the door to an old barn, the kind that has three hinges and only one hinge is functional, a disgruntled hornet darted to my forearm and launched its stinger. I dropped the door and slapped the hornet flat - mosquito style. The stinger shot even deeper. Here are the consequences.

In this image, the red area of skin is traced in ink. If the infection decreases in size, that is a good sign. If the infection increases in size, that is a cause for concern.

trace it (watch for cellulitis)

Here is the examining incision that was expertly and almost painlessly created by the venerable and anonymous Dr. P. To her and Master P. are extended my gratitude. Thank you for your many kindnesses and especially for your great care during my late night intrusion and lengthy imposition.

X marks the spot

On the bright side, here’s some cheer from Gary and the Hornets.

Happy Trails and Blue Shadows

The first vid has exceptional authenticity but really needs Happy Trails by a good whistler. The second vid has a fake set and wonderful song. Martin Short nails it @ 00:01:26.

Rhyolite Ghost Town from Philip Bloom on Vimeo.

A Dire Prediction

Has anyone else considered the unspoken but undeniable truth that cleantech will be the first technological revolution in history driven by constraints rather than opportunities? (Read full article here.)
John P.,
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My Response:

Thank you for the thought-provoking question. My answer is: Yes, it crossed my mind. But I contemplated it in another way. The agrarian model favored by Jefferson flashed through my recollection and I chuckled a bit. He was too old-fashioned for the people of the Industrial Revolution. There is something akin to irony flowing from the green movement. It seems we must endure high prices and long hours to geo-clean what has required high prices and long hours to create. Feels a lot like digging a hole with a shovel and then being told to fill it in again. Yep, it’s just plain stupid. Family farms and Tesla’s electricity machines would have prevented the existing predicament - but, as there’s no money or monopoly on such things, they don’t come to pass. I’m partial to reopening the Homestead Act for the purpose of “green living.” At the same time, I’m afraid that over 90% of this generation would fail to “prove” 160 acres and many would die of exposure or starvation.

Because of convenient consumption,we are an extremely vulnerable people. The bulk retailers (like Costco, Walmart, etc.) that thrive on thin margins, high volumes and variety are collapsing under reduced volumes and specific staple choices. We’re hardly the rugged individuals that persevered through the previous depression. Our commercialized food sickens and weakens us.

It’s all very sad, but I suspect that a portion of the population will, due to conspicuous corruption, summarily reject all corporate and government programs. Call it a vote of no confidence. This small group of fundamentalists, reformers, etc., will return to a life of virtue and trust in the land and hand of Providence. Every other institution will be reduced by civil war, self-cannibalization and raiding robbery unseen since Atilla the Hun (p.s. the future raiding robbers of the U.S. currently reside south of the border).

Tom Hanks Joins Godmaker Ranks

Here’s the skinny: HBO’s Big Love is Executively Produced by Tom Hanks. Seems the show is about one man and more than one wife. I have never watched it and I don’t subscribe to HBO (or any Porn, for that matter [see earlier posts]). However, as the upcoming episode is in the headlines of the digital papers here in Utah, it got my attention.

While it wasn’t the first thing to come to mind, here is the phrase I have decided upon: ripening in iniquity. The LDS church has suggested that its members not “overreact.” This makes perfect sense. It is nearly impossible to see G-d’s Perfect Justice meted out upon the wicked if we resolve to do it ourselves. That’s the vengeful side of me coming out on that comment. On the flipside, even Ninevah was redeemed and the softer side of me prefers to see reconcilliation instead of another abomination of desolations. 

As a product of at least seven multiple-spouse marriages (starting with Abraham, Issac, etc…), the most recent history I have regarding my revered g-g-grandma is the one where she and her husband braved hostile indian territory and three weeks in a covered wagon (St. George to SLC) - knowing full well that they could be massacred anywhere along the trail - so that that they could be married in the Temple of The Most High God. I doubt that Tom Hanks has the same noble story in mind. No doubt his only purpose is ”entertainment” such as - ” mocking, laughing, pointing fingers” from a great and spacious studio.  

Snowboarding All Day and All Night

Had a great time shredding Wolf Mountain’s slopes today. This pic was snapped as Balboa was heading in to the lodge for warm cocoa with Gav. Goobs and I did two more runs (one from the top lift and one from the half-way-to-top-lift). :-) Feels good to get out with the boys and finally use the lift passes we were given at Christmas.

Two Bountiful Jr. High Teachers Arrested For Sex with Student

Two days after defending the good name and virtue of my home state, two female teachers in my home town get arrested for sex with a student. So here’s what I’m thinking: no more vouching for Utah. Also, forget about defending the body of saints (both teachers were upstanding church members - then again, so was Ragsdale - but that didn’t stop him from shooting his wife 9 times in the back in the chuch parking lot last year), so yeah; I’m growing more and more convinced that the Zion / Babylon polarization is necessary. And honestly, I should have seen it coming. There is a well known prophecy that is worth considering at this juncture:

Prophecy of Heber C Kimball in 1868 about Salt Lake City and the future. (Approx. 130 years ago).

“After a while the Gentiles will gather to this place by the thousands, and Salt Lake will be classed among the wicked cities of the world. A Spirit of speculation and extravagance will take possession of the Saints, and the result will be financial bondage.”

“Persecution comes next, and all true Latter-day Saints will be tested to the limit. Many will apostatize, and others will stand still, not knowing what to do. “Darkness will cover the earth and gross darkness the minds of the people.”

“BEFORE that day comes , however, the Saints will be put to a test that will try the integrity of the best of them. The pressure will become so great that the more righteous among them will cry unto the Lord day and night until deliverance comes.” (Sister Amanda Wilcox narrative, The Last Days by Smith pages 134-138)

Now, I guess I’m just an impatient jerk, but I’m “tested to the limit” already and totally fed up with this place. I’d rather scavenge for Sego Lilly bulbs, Purslane weeds and cactus fruit for my family’s daily prarie soup than have them within 500 miles of the depravity I’ve witnessed these past few months. 

My oldest boy, who is the exact age of the boy involved, had a 50/50 chance of going to the above mentioned Jr. High. When I pulled all of my money from the stock market last year at this time, it was because I was convinced that the environment was unfit for my assets. Right now, I’m feeling the same way about Bountiful, Utah, and America in general. I don’t fit the description of the saints mentioned that sit and wonder what to do. I know what to do - flee Babylon.

Meanwhile, consider the glamorization of children deprived of that which is most sacred and holy - namely, virtue. It is brought to you by Sting / The Police. And if that isn’t enough, look up “Hot for Teacher” by Van Halen.   

Utah is NOT the Porn Capital of America

Liars, damned liars, and all of ‘em statisticians. (yep, just made that up). The best lies ever orchestrated are overflowing with dubious and compounded statistics. In my UofU, Basic Research Methods Course (101), Professor Tufts suggested that the motive and intent of the creator of a study is paramount. He jocularly referred to it as the “sniff test.” In essence, if a study stinks of bias, independant verification is in order. While reviewing the propaganda, my olefactory senses were repeatedly stung by Edelman’s attempts at columny. In fact, the last six paragraphs were the most caustic putrification and adulteration (yes, I’m punny) of information I’ve encountered since Hitler’s typification of Jews.

If Benjamin Edelman (with the collusion of three researchers and complicity of eight consultants) is inclined to craft a study that pretends to assert that prayerful and scripture-studying American citizens are significantly more engaged in pornography (which accusation is patently illogical), I’m compelled to confound his clever complexities with a simple independant verification. Take a few seconds to see how contrived his numbers are and the skew of the press.

He mentioned porntube.dotcom, so let’s go with that one (if you think this is a small sample size, let it be remembered that Edelman only used one company for his analysis - so in his words [and I couldn't agree more], “it is difficult to confirm rigorously that this seller is representative” p.215 ).

He mentioned using Alexa for online data. We’ll try Quantcast’s unbiased stats and inference models.

Ben fingers the educated and affluent as highest subscribers to porn.
Quantcast identifies that it is the less-educated and non-affluent as the highest over-all population of consumers of porn.

The following shows that subscribers to porn are totally different than the population of porn consumers. Almost exactly opposite of what Edelman described.


Edelman made a map displaying payers for porn by percentages.
Quantcast shows a map of the highest populations of non-paying porn participants.

From an economic perspective, it’s pity that Edelman lacked the genius to identify ways to capitalize on the massive market of non-paying porn consumers. Instead, he points out the ridiculously obvious (people with more money [always highly correlated with more educated] are more likely to spend it). Brilliant. Instead he decides to target the variables anathema to the census: religion. Figured out his motive yet?

Ben claims to have included “standard demograpic variables” but omits race. Why? Because that particular truth wouldn’t villainize whom he wanted to smear. Think about it, if he identified Afr.Am. and Hisp. as primary subscribers (as shown above) everyone would say, well, those races aren’t majorities in Utah and Alaska so it appears as though this repugnant, pornography-viewing behavior is confined to a relatively insignificant portion of the population and is therefore irrelevant. But for Edelman’s campaign to take effect, he needed to paint some things with broad strokes and omit color altogether in others.

Edelman has one “anonymous” source for subscription and zip code data. This is highly suspicious. How probable is it that the unmentionable source has a monopoly on smut within the regions he wanted to criticise? It is not unthinkable that organized vice is as territorial as organized crime.

Now, to put this in the proper perspective: If the filth-pettling businessmen who read the Harvard Journal of Economic Perspectives are seeking subscribers that are willing to pay for vice, the more educated, affluent, religious demographic could be their target market. However, if the public wants to know which populations indulge in porn because Edelman and the press have you feeling maligned and grossly misrepresented, now you know their game and have unbiased material evidence that places burden of shame where it belongs.

Please share these findings liberally. Oh, and if you want to be ahead of the curve, apprehend Edelmans creation as a well-credentialed document to be referenced by the proponents of gay marriage. Speaking of, gporntube (”g” is for gay) ranks first in affinity sites.

p.s. The entire research report is a page right out of “how to write anti-mormom propaganda” as described by Russell Robe in his book: Persuasion and Perplexity (hard to find). Especially in usage of the tactic known as compounding doubt and the tactic of innuendo.

My Little Ice Breakers

Holiday Papa-made Gifts Revealed

I’m unveiling the Papa-made gifts (mentioned two articles ago) one at a time. Still savoring the sentimental side of the gifts as the pricelessness sinks in.

Sadly, my photographer and his lousy camera are stupids. He (I) couldn’t get a decent photo because he doesn’t know how to use the camera. Therefore, it is impossible to show how shiny the birth-year quarters for Balboa are. It is also impossible to show the truly violet color of the topaz crystals we hewed from Topaz Mountain and kept in the dark to keep them from bleaching white in the sun. Oh, the pics also fail to show the 21 drills bits and 3 grinding grits I used to make massive holes in the head of General Washington.

 

TOPAZ

These are the little gems that Gav, Meg, Balboa and Goobs found when I took them to Topaz Mountain. The best of the above are being fashioned into Christmas gifts for them.

As an example of what can be done with these jewels, notice at the top of picture the peach colored topaz set in a gold clasp and fastened to a delicate gold chain. I found that one during the trip and gave it to baby Bear for her birthday a few months ago. She was sad that she couldn’t join us but I promised to give her the best stone I found. And there it is.

Sneak Peek at Kid’s Christmas Gifts

     Due to their father’s shamefully prolonged unemployment, the Andersons will have a different Christmas this year. First of all, Santa is out and Christ is in. While Santa never really played much of a part in our gifting (only goodies in the stockings came from him), this year he will be forever annihilated. My generosity toward entertaining his nonexistence is nil. On the other hand, my regard toward Christ - from whom I’ve realized tangible and intangible benefits, will be magnified.

     So this morning I’ve been contemplating apparel labels, especially those that say Made in USA or Hecho en Mexico or Fabrique en Malaisie. See, each Christmas gift from papa to child this year is Handmade by Papa. A label won’t be needed to remind them of it - ever. The brand is built into the essence of the gift. The brand values implicit to each say, in a me-to-you way: I know you, I knew you would like this gift, I love you, I want you to always remember that I will always love you. This kind of value and quality did not require a penny from me, it was borne of paternal (protect, provide, preside) love of you as an individual from the moment I laid eyes on you (at birth) through today, the intimacy of a lifetime of serving you, the education and skills I have, lots of time creating the gift while thinking only of you, and intense phsyical effort. In sum, blood, sweat and tears. Where this gift came from, money played no part because this gift comes straight from my heart.  

To Balboa:

To Goobs:

To Bear:

To Wub:

To Froman:

     Okay, the title is a little misleading in that you expected to SEE with your eyes WHAT the kid’s were getting. Chances are, you glimpsed something even better; you FELT with your hearts HOW the kid’s will feel when they open their gifts from me on Christmas morning. At least, I HOPE that is how they’ll feel. Who knows…