Saturday, October 25, 2014

Perseverance pays off

Hairy woodpecker female
Finally caught up with her.
Seasons change and so do I

And, a few others.

So far no redpolls so maybe I will make it through the winter still solvent. We had quite an invasion of them two years ago.
Redpoll invasion



Revving up for takeoff. Or, maybe he's just trying not to slide off that slippery plastic.

Friday, October 24, 2014

It's OK to be an introvert as long as you keep it to yourself

I have finally come across a type of person with whom I could be comfortable. The problem is we will never meet.

Years ago one day I was waiting around for some people to make up their minds about whether we were going to do something or not. Tired of waiting, I decided right there if I wanted to do something I would do it, whether alone or not, just get up and go while the rest of them discuss the possibilities. Since that time most of my adventures except for sailing have been alone and I would have done that alone too, if I had ever owned a boat that I could single-hand on the big ocean.

I also found myself uncomfortable in crowds or groups, often at parties wandering among conversational groups listening quietly to what was mostly small talk but seldom joining the discussion. After an hour or so of that at many parties I would excuse myself and leave rather than endure that sense of being alone and obvious in a crowd.

I have avoided confrontation as much as possible, not even answering the phone rather than risk a confrontation of one form or another. It reached the point where  the phone ringing created a minor anxiety attack, startling me with its rude intrusion.

As a child I recall almost every question to my parents about wanting some toy or wanting to do something ended very quickly with a "no." As a result to this day I loathe asking people for anything and avoid it as much as I can. A side effect of those parental "nos" was that I made a conscious effort to never tell my children no unless there was a good reason and if so explain it to them. No quick reaction arbitrary negative responses.

For the most part if I can't do it myself, it doesn't get done or else I learn how to do it on my own. I built three houses with a minimum of outside help, often working with a book in one hand and a hammer in the other. As I progressed through a project, I would plan out  tasks working out how I could accomplish them by myself. This included some very creative heavy lifting that I did rather than ask for help if I could avoid it. People even came by to help once in a while and offer a hand but I had no idea what to tell them because I was all prepared to do it alone. 
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"I want that t shirt that says 'introverts unite! we're here, we're uncomfortable, and we want to go home.'" – Allie  Billings
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As life moved along, and I did more things on my own, and outside the norm for most people like sailing the big ocean, living in the Alaska Bush, going to a Lady Gaga concert at the age of 70, my accumulation of experiences further isolated me from the conversation. I just could not relate to people who lived more normal lives, never getting very close to the edge and doing for a few hours on the weekends what I did all the time. My lifestyle as well was alien to them. Sooner or later while I was describing life in the Bush someone was sure to ask a question about an outhouse. Once that came up the questioner usually dropped out of the conversation while I had to describe a toilet rather than the joys of the life. I quit talking about it.

Writing further isolated me. While it gave me a method of expression that avoided conversation, it is not a team sport; it is done alone in closed rooms and any interruption at all is a major intrusion. Yet when somebody did interrupt I could not tell them to buzz off, just endured the intrusion in silence until the person gave up and left. That may have at least contributed to problems that led to two divorces.

Alaska lends itself well to this way of life. Independence is a virtue around here and the tales are full of loners who populate the outer country quite comfortably. These days I live alone and function alone, going days and days without talking to another person, content with chores, the television, some limited writing and enjoying the solitude. My only regular socialization is Internet chat with a woman I have come to accept as an unindicted co-conspirator, trading YouTube videos on line and chatting as we listen to music we recommend to each other.

For years, I thought there was something wrong with me, wondering what personality malfunction caused this abnormal behavior. Then a few months ago, I ran across another person who is pretty much the same way and through her had a minor epiphany. She posted something about being an introvert, not as an apology for her personality, nor even anything she felt needed changing. In fact she opened my eyes to what an introvert is all about. Among items she posted about it were a couple of lists that pointed out 50 traits of an introvert. As I looked over those lists I realized 49 of those traits applied to me. Whoa. There was my life explained to me in almost clinical detail and I happily embraced the idea, not as an excuse for abnormal behavior but as an explanation that made me more comfortable in my own skin.

Adding to that comfort has been learning there are others of us who enjoy the same attribute. I've even heard rumblings of a meeting of introverts. The unfortunate truth about that though, is we know, we know no one would show up, but, then, to an introvert, that's not unfortunate.

ADDENDUM: A friend, who incidentally is enjoying an unencumbered weekend, pointed out that there is no normal. Looking back, it looks like I used "normal" and "abnormal" rather freely here. I usually cringe when I write the word "normal" for that very reason but I might have been in a hurry this time.  Alternates?  Maybe "mainstream," "generally accepted." I am sure there are others. In two cases I used abnormal facetiously as in "abnormal behavior." That was supposed to be sarcastic but on looking at it again, it doesn't read that well. The fact is that everyone's normal is different as is everyone's abnormal meaning as my friend said, there are no such things, except perhaps in the sense that being an introvert is very normal for a whole bunch of us.

Revenge of the introverts

30 problems only introverts will understand

She's so fierce blog – Being an introvert; why I struggle with my personality

Jung's theory of personalities



Wednesday, October 22, 2014

When will they ever learn … oh, you know the rest

A friend posted a meme on Facebook the other day criticizing among other things "obscene CEO pay." Foolishly I added a meme I had seen that supported my friend's position. It showed the yearly income of CEOs at several of America's health insurers.
The original meme. The health care act mandates 80% of health
 insurance premiums have to go for care. These may drop.

I should know better than that, but some days you just can't resist. Almost immediately another commenter jumped on the entry critical of it and blaming Obamacare for forcing people to buy the insurance, thus increasing executives' pay. It was a knee-jerk uninformed comment like several others this guy had posted about the original meme, many of which espoused the same unsubstantiated or outright lies mouthed over and over again by radical conservatives who would vote against their own interests rather than go along with a black guy in the White House.

While this commenter defends outrageous pay for executives, I believe he is a commercial fisherman, working in an industry notorious for taking advantage of the first element of the supply chain, the individual fisherman.  Large processors for years have manipulated fish prices to line their own pockets while paying the fishermen as little as possible.  These fishermen are mostly small businesses where a family operates a single fishing boat – think family farmer. The government in 2013 estimated the average fisherman's income that year at $29,000.

In one area of Alaska processors this year were buying pink salmon at 28 cents a pound. Given an average weight of about 4 pounds that amounts to right around a dollar per fish.  In 2013 the ex-vessel price paid to fishermen for red salmon, considered the best of the salmon, averaged $1.60 a pound. Price for a filet of salmon in Anchorage was $11.95. It is difficult to understand why someone at the mercy of overpaid executives would defend them the way this guy did.

·      But then there are women who would vote for republicans despite the attacks on their health care and wages.
  • ·      And minimum wage workers who vote for people who refuse to raise the minimum wage, but who work maybe 100 days a year, accomplish nothing and are paid a couple of hundred thousand for it.
  • ·      And people who now have health insurance they couldn't get before will still vote for people who have tried to repeal Obamacare 50 times. Polls show people don't favor Obamacare, but they do favor the  Affordable Health Care Act.
  • ·      And people who hate waste in government still vote for people who get us into useless wars,  those Obamacare votes, spend millions to save a few thousands drug testing welfare recipients, and deny them health care by not bringing their states in line with the nation's health care law.
  • ·      And then there are those who keep voting, too, for people who block any attempt at responsible gun ownership, even when children in their own towns are killed by nuts with guns.


The list goes on and on.  And there's no convincing people who will vote against their own interests that they are on the wrong track, the wrong side of history. You just can't argue with ignorance, well, you can argue, but it is  senseless when facts don't matter and you will never change anyone's mind no matter how right or righteous your cause.

Sunday, October 19, 2014

Seasons change and so do I

Red-breasted nuthatch
Woke up this morning to the peace-shattering rap of a woodpecker on the wall outside right over my head. One has been flitting around the yard for the past few days and I've chased him with a camera without much luck. Perhaps this rude awakening was a warning not to intrude into his privacy.

The woodpecker isn't alone. I've been keeping one feeder filled and it's been attacked constantly by a group of chickadees and a couple of nuthatches. Yesterday seven pine grosbeaks came around. Then later in the day, as if to mock the photographer chasing him, the woodpecker landed on the feeder and stared into the house. By the time I retrieved the camera he was gone.
  
Black-capped chickadee
Maybe it's time to fill the rest of the feeders even though there isn't any snow yet. It does get down into the 20s some nights so maybe they need the extra feed. I had a little left over from last year but had to buy the first 40-pound bag of the winter this past week.  The price is down, only $30 and change compared with $37 last year.

It's such a treat to go to the window in the morning and see birds flocking around the feeder, a sort of reassurance that all is right with the world, everything is moving along the way it is supposed to and it's all right to join the day's parade.

Most of the leaves are raked into piles, at least, waiting for someone to find the energy to haul them into the woods. I usually dump them over the septic tank thinking it might insulate and prevent freezing.

Just sitting here feeling the cold, waiting for the darkness and snow. Seasons change and so do I.

"No time left for you. Distant roads are calling me.
"No time for a summer friend
"No time for the love you send
"Seasons change and so did I
"You need not wonder why
"There's no time left for you, no time left for you."
– The Guess Who, No Time

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

A grueling look at the perfect storm of wordgate

In a news article today about this upcoming book, a writer used the word "grueling" in reference to my Last Great Race. Not many readers will realize that was a joke. In the early years and still, writers use that word so often it should be named officially "The Grueling Iditarod Trail Sled Dog Race." Partly as a joke and partly as a source of pride, I have written two books and several articles about the race and have never once used the word "grueling." This reporter knows that and put the word in quotes just to make the dig. It's all in good fun as far as I am concerned but it brings up a long-standing issue for me of writers picking up trending words and then using them so often they lose all impact.

Along the same line, not too long ago there was a post on Facebook about grammatical errors and one commenter said he gets furious when someone puts two spaces after a sentence (something new to me when I went back to editing a few years ago). Furious, mind you, over an extra space. There's a fellow headed for a heart attack before he's 40.

Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Grandpappy Day

William and his mother Ariel.
Arrived at 1:01 p.m.; 8 pounds, 2 ounces; 21 inches tall.

Monday, October 6, 2014

Racing winter

Just about ready to pave. The original street was about half this wide.
This morning a couple of chickadees showed up at an empty feeder left out over the summer, checking it out now that it's turned cold overnight. So I filled it and another one.  I usually wait for snow. By early evening at least three chickadees and two nuthatches were attacking the feeders with suitable enthusiasm.

The house feels like there's an earthquake every few minutes these days from a compactor pounding the earth out on the main street as the upgrade continues. I walked down there again this afternoon and they are getting close to paving. A guy there said they can pave even in cold weather.

The work on the bridge that had been blocking one exit is done but they are waiting a week to let some concrete cure. Pretty soon we will have safer roads through the area, wider and with better paths alongside them for walking and snowmachines and four-wheelers. I didn't see anywhere in the plans where they expect to pave a bicycle path.

While a road improvement around here is welcome; if you have to live among other people you might as well have good roads. But, I think it would kill me if someone started putting in a road near the East Pole,  and a road following our trail isn't all that out of the question. One is actually embedded in borough future plans and now someone has proposed a dam on the river a few miles upstream from the pole and that will take access roads for construction equipment and materials. The dam proposal also includes a connection to a large electric intertie that runs within a couple of miles of the property.


Not so far-fetched about killing me either. In the past I have had thought dreams about standing up to advancing bulldozers. If you hear some day in the next few years about some crazy guy in the Alaska woods mowed down by yellow machinery, remember me kindly, OK? Deal? OK.

Google map with some enhancements.


As is often said around here Alaska has two seasons, Winter and Construction.  Watch this space.

Saturday, October 4, 2014

Winter's late arrival

There was no snow on that mountain yesterday
and this morning it was down to the base.
Normally there's termination dust (the first snow signifying the termination of summer and a signal for seasonal outsiders to go home) on the high mountains around here by mid August. Just a few years ago it came in July. After that first dusting, the snow line slowly creeps down the mountain, the elevations carefully tracked, until sometime, most often in October, it lands in the yard, but often doesn't last.

Until yesterday there had been no sign of it, except maybe a very light dusting way high on Pioneer Peak in the front yard. That's late by anyone's measure and you have to wonder is this another sign of the storied global climate change? Maybe, maybe not. Yearly changes can usually be credited to weather and cycles rather than huge environmental changes. This year the El Nino is strong and warmer weather was predicted for Alaska.

Today we woke up to what's in the picture. Snow all the way down the mountain and in the yard – not a lot and it melted quickly but still it's here. According to the weather service, it snowed pretty much everywhere in Alaska with some places receiving more than a foot. What fell in the yard here is gone now, but for sure more is on the way.

With the snow forecast yesterday I walked around the yard making sure everything had been picked up – in the process rescuing my small sledge hammer. I did discover a huge mistake I made last spring that I'm sure I will pay for. I stored the snowblower at the back of the tent-garage with two snowmachines blocking it in, which means in order to clear the driveway if I have to, I am going to have to start those two machines to move them out of the way. There's always some trauma involved with starting the machines for the first time, so here's hoping.

Friday, October 3, 2014

Just a quick nature observation

CHRISTINE KAPLER via flickr photo share.
Final approach, full flaps, landing gear down.
Trumpeter swans often stop in Southcentral Alaska on their way to more southern climes for the winter. Several photographs of them have shown up recently on the Facebook page Birds of Alaska. A few of the images captured the interesting way these huge birds apply the landing brakes when they hit the water.

The trumpeter swan according to Wikipedia is the heaviest bird native to North America with males weighing as much as 30 pounds. Keep that in mind and then consider them landing from a flight. That's a lot of weight in motion to hit the water with and unless you have been lucky enough and close enough to see one land on water, you might miss the actual mechanics of their landing. Picture a jet landing on an aircraft carrier and you might get the idea of forces, at least to scale, involved in this.

What is obvious in the photographs is that as the swan approaches the landing, he puts his legs well forward under the breast with the webbed feet spread in a wide water-shoving position. The feet hit first, pushing against the water, raising a small wave and slowing the big bird until its breast hits the water – swan brakes like a cartoon coyote screeching to a quick halt.

Now I wonder if all waterfowl land the same way. Over the years there have been quite a few humorous photos and videos of birds crash landing in water, so it's likely not all of them know this neat trick the swans have developed.

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A NOTE: I'd like to pass some acknowledgement of sorts to two frequent contributors to Birds of Alaska, Ian Reid and Harvey Mann. I sent messages to both requesting permission to use their photographs to illustrate this post. Neither had the courtesy to respond even with a refusal. Thank you both, you are great Alaskans. The thing is I could have used their images anyway and they probably never would have known.

Oh no! Swans!

Best headlines ever

Naked pair fed LSD gummy worm to dog

Owners of a Noah's Ark replica file a lawsuit over rain damage

In Southcentral Alaska earthquake, damage originated in the ground, engineers say

A headline that could only be written in Alaska: At state cross country, Glacier Bears and Grizzlies sweep, Lynx repeat, Wolverines make history — and a black bear crosses the trail

Man kills self before shooting wife and daughter

Alabama governor candidate caught in lesbian sperm donation scandal

Sister hits moose on way to visit sister who hit moose.

Man caught driving stolen car filled with radioactive uranium, rattlesnake, whiskey

Man loses his testicles after attempting to smoke weed through a SCUBA tank

Church Mutual Insurance won't cover Church's flood damage because it's 'an act of God'

Homicide victims rarely talk to police

Meerkat Expert Attacked Monkey Handler Over Love Affair with Llama Keeper

GOP congressman opposes gun control because gay marriage leads to bestiality

Owner of killer bear chokes to death on sex toy

Support for legalizing pot hits all-time high

Give me all your money or my penguin will explode

How zombie worms have sex in whale bones

Crocodile steals zoo worker's lawn mower

Woman shot by oven while trying to cook waffles

Nude beach blowjob jet ski fight leads to wife's death

Woman stabs husband with squirrel for not buying beer Christmas Eve

GOPer files complaint against Democrat for telling the truth about Big Lie social posts

Man shot dead on Syracuse Street for 2nd time in 2 days

Alaska woman punches bear in face, saves dog

Johnny Rotten suffers flea bite on his penis after rescuing squirrel

Memorable quotations

The best way to know you are having an adventure is when you wish you were home talking about it." — a mechanic on the Alaska State Ferry System. Or as in my own case planning how I will be writing it on this blog.

"You can't promote principled anti-corruption without pissing off corrupt people." — George Kent

"If only the British had held on to the airports, the whole thing might have gone differently for us." — Mick Jagger

"You can do anything as long as you don't scare the horses." — a mother's favorite saying recalled by a friend

A poem is an egg with a horse inside” — anonymous fourth grader

“My children will likely turn my picture to the wall but what the hell, you only get old once." — Joe May

“Always do sober what you said you'd do drunk. That will teach you to keep your mouth shut.” — Ernest Hemingway

When I write, I feel like an armless, legless man with a crayon in his mouth. Kurt Vonnegut

“If you wrote something for which someone sent you a cheque, if you cashed the cheque and it didn't bounce, and if you then paid the light bill with the money, I consider you talented.”Stephen King

The thing about ignorance is, you don't have to remain ignorant. — me again"

"It was like the aftermath of an orgasm with the wrong partner." – David Lagercrants “The Girl in the Spider’s Web.”

Why worry about dying, you aren't going to live to regret it.

Never debate with someone who gets ink by the barrel" — George Hayes, former Alaska Attorney General who died recently

My dear Mr. Frost: two roads never diverge in a yellow wood. Three roads meet there. — @Shakespeare on Twitter

Normal is how somebody else thinks you should act.

"The mark of a great shiphandler is never getting into situations that require great shiphandling," Adm. Ernest King, USN

Me: Does the restaurant have cute waitresses?

My friend Gail: All waitresses are cute when you're hungry.

I'm not a writer, but sometimes I push around words to see what happens. – Scott Berry

I realized today how many of my stories start out "years ago." What's next? Once upon a time?"

“The rivers of Alaska are strewn with the bones of men who made but one mistake” - Fred McGarry, a Nushagak Trapper

Many people hear voices when no one is there. Some of them are called mad and are shut up in rooms where they stared at walls all day. Others are called writers and they do pretty much the same thing. – Meg Chittenden

A non-writing writer is a monster courting insanity. – Franz Kafka

We are all immortal until the one day we are not. – me again

If the muse is late, start without her – Peter S. Beagle

Substitute ‘damn’ every time you’re inclined to write ‘very;’ your editor will delete it and the writing will be just as it should be. ~Mark Twain Actually you could do the same thing with the word "really" as in "really cold."

If you are looking for an experience that will temper your vanity, this is it. There's no one to impress when you're alone on the trap line. – Michael Carey quoting his father's journal

Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing. – Benjamin Franklin

It’s nervous work. The state you need to write in is the state that others are paying large sums of money to get rid of. – Shirley Hazzard

So far as I can remember, there is not one word in the Gospels in praise of intelligence -- Bertrand Russell

You know that I always just wanted to have a small ship to take stuff from a place that had a lot of that stuff to a place that did not have a lot of that stuff and so prosper.—Jackie Faber, “The Wake of the Lorelei Lee”

If you attack the arguer instead of the argument, you lose both

If an insurance company won’t pay for damages caused by an “act of God,” shouldn’t it then have to prove the existence of God? – I said that

I used to think getting old was about vanity—but actually it’s about losing people you love. Getting wrinkles is trivial. – Eugene O’Neill

German General to Swiss General: “You have only 500,000 men in your army; what would you do if I invaded with 1 million men?”

Swiss General: “Well, I suppose every one of my soldiers would need to fire twice.”

Writing is the only thing that when I do it, I don’t feel I should be doing something else.—Gloria Steinem

Exceed your bandwidth—sign on the wall of the maintenance shop at the West Coast/Alaska Tsunami Warning Center

One thing I do know, if you keep at it, you usually wind up getting something done.—Patricia Monaghan

Do you want to know what kind of person makes the best reporter? I’ll tell you. A borderline sociopath. Someone smart, inquisitive, stubborn, disorganized, chaotic, and in a perpetual state of simmering rage at the failings of the world.—Brett Arends

It is a very simple mind that only knows how to spell a word one way.—Andrew Jackson

3:30 is too late or too early to do anything—Rene Descartes

Everything is okay when it’s 50-below as long as everything is okay. – an Alaskan in Tom Walker’s “The Seventymile Kid”

You can have your own opinion but you can’t have your own science.—commenter arguing on a story about polar bears and global warming

He looks at three ex wives as a good start—TV police drama

Talkeetna: A friendly little drinking town with a climbing problem.—a handmade bumper sticker

“You’re either into the wall or into the show”—Marco Andretti on giving it all to qualify last at the 2011 Indy 500

Makeup is not for the faint of heart—the makeup guerrilla

“I’m going to relax in a very adult manner.”—Danica Patrick after sweating it out and qualifying half an hour before Andretti

“Asking Congress to come back is like asking a mugger to come back because he forgot your wallet.”—a roundtable participant on Fox of all places

As Republicans go further back in the conception process to define when life actually begins, I am beginning to think the eventual definition will be life begins in the beer I was drinking when I met her.—me again

Hunting is a “critical element for the long-term conservation of wood bison.”—a state department of Fish and Game official explaining why the state would not go along with a federal plan to reintroduce wood bison in Alaska because the agreement did not specifically allow hunting

Each day do something that won’t compute – anon

I can’t belive I still have to protest this shit – a sign carriend by an elderly woman at an Occupy demonstration

Life should be a little nuts or else it’s just a bunch of Thursdays strung together—Kevin Costner as Beau Burroughs in “Rumor has it”

You’re just a wanker whipping up fear —Irish President Michael D. Higgins to a tea party radio announcer

Being president doesn’t change who you are; it reveals who you are—Michelle Obama

Sports malaprops

Commenting on an athlete with hearing impairment he said the player didn’t show any “uncomfortability.” “He's not doing things he can't do."

"… there's a fearlessment about him …"

"He's got to have the lead if he's going to win this race." "

"Kansas has always had the ability to score with the basketball."

"NFL to put computer chips in balls." Oh, that's gotta hurt.

"Now that you're in the finals you have to run the race that's going to get you on the podium."

"It's very important for both sides that they stay on their feet."

This is why you get to hate sportscasters. Kansas beats Texas for the first time since 1938. So the pundits open their segment with the question "let's talk about what went wrong." Wrong? Kansas WON a football game! That's what went RIGHT!

"I brought out the thermostat to show you how cold it is here." Points to a thermometer reading zero in Minneapolis.

"It's tough to win on the road when you turn the ball over." Oh, really? Like you can do all right if you turn the ball over playing at home?

Cliches so embedded in sportscasters' minds they can't help themselves: "Minnesota fell from the ranks of the undefeated today." What ranks? They were the only undefeated team left.

A good one: A 5'10" player went up and caught a pass off a defensive back over six feet tall. The quote? "He's got some hops."

Best homonym of the day so far: "It's all tied. Alabama 34, Kentucky 3." Oh, Tide.

"Steve Hooker commentates on his Olympic pole vault gold medal." When "comments" just won't do.

"He's certainly capable of the top ten, maybe even higher than that."

"Atlanta is capable of doing what they're doing."

"Biyombo, one of seven kids from the Republic of Congo." In the NBA? In America? In his whole country?

"You can't come out and be aggressive but you can't come out and be unaggressive."

"They're gonna be in every game they play!"

"First you have to get two strikes on the hitter before you get the strikeout."

"The game ended in the final seconds." You have to wonder when the others ended or are they still going on?

How is a team down by one touchdown before the half "totally demoralized?"

"If they score runs they will win."

"I think the matchup is what it is"

After a play a Houston defender was on his knees, his head on the ground and his hand underneath him appeared to clutch a very sensitive part of the male anatomy. He rolled onto his back and quickly removed his hand. (Remember the old Cosby routine "you cannot touch certain parts of your body?") Finally they helped the guy to the sideline and then the replay was shown. In it the guy clearly took a hard knee between his thighs. As this was being shown, one of the announcers says, "It looks like he hurt his shoulder." The other agrees and then they both talk about how serious a shoulder injury can be. Were we watching the same game?

"Somebody is going to be the quarterback or we're going to see a new quarterback."

"That was a playmaker making a play.”