tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56579442024-02-28T16:36:02.155-05:00RVGolferMixing golf and road warrior. I've been writing for money since I sold my first story to UPI on "How to Hitchhike," back when it was still "safe". Next it's video.Dale Archibaldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15504220170855215394noreply@blogger.comBlogger142125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5657944.post-28602267871262280642019-01-15T22:14:00.001-05:002019-01-15T22:14:37.755-05:00
The Small Government Conservatives Cry For
With Trump's shutdown more than three weeks old, and hundreds of thousands of government employees on furlough, we're enjoying small government with a vengeance.
Is it as safe to fly?
How's your food safety?
Can't get licensing for a new business?
And so forth.A pretty sad state of affairs.Dale Archibaldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15504220170855215394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5657944.post-17995607845777191582019-01-09T21:14:00.002-05:002019-01-09T21:14:21.601-05:00
Tardy Blogs
I'm not so great at resolutions, it seems. Three days late on my second of the new year.
I have been walking at the Maul of America. I blaze along while Kathy takes it slower because of a bad knee. Then we saunter over to Ikea for their 99 cent breakfast. Scrambled eggs, potatoes, and chicken sausage (which as a vegetarian I forego). Coffee's free until 10a.m. as well. Dale Archibaldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15504220170855215394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5657944.post-10311498624441206032019-01-05T23:22:00.001-05:002019-01-05T23:22:35.072-05:00
New Year's Revolutions
It's time to grab the bull by the horns, at least, and start writing again on a regular basis.While walking at the Maul of America for exercise this morning, I resolved to write something new once a day. That's my revolution.
Exercise is my maulwalking reason, as it is for so many others. Those are the folks who rush along, pumping their arms while they try to extract Dale Archibaldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15504220170855215394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5657944.post-11566327529215730822017-05-13T21:23:00.001-06:002017-05-13T21:23:06.157-06:00Panic Attacks revisited"The only thing we have to fear is fear itself: nameless, unreasoning, unjustified terror which paralyzes needed efforts to convert retreat into advance."
When FDR proclaimed that during his inauguration speech in 1933, he was trying to give heart to a country caught in the depth of the Great Depression.
He could use that exact statement to refer to the stress of life in the 21st century. "Dale Archibaldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15504220170855215394noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5657944.post-7347319787582120472016-08-02T22:03:00.000-06:002017-05-13T21:22:49.909-06:00Panic Attack? Down, girl!My father's doctor warned "If you ever want to see your dad again, you'd better come back to California."
My 56-yer-old dad was in one wing of a San Jose hospital with terminal lung cancer; mom in the other wing with a shattered ankle, awaiting an artificial one. I borrowed airline money, hopped the redeye flight from Minneapolis, then scurried back and forth between the two wings once I landed.Dale Archibaldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15504220170855215394noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5657944.post-44507498927673886722016-08-02T21:38:00.000-06:002016-08-02T21:40:30.906-06:00Braemar's New Par 3
Played the new Academy II 9 hole par 3 course at Braemar in Edina, MN, today. Very nice course, freshly groomed, with a real outdoors feel to a course within a few miles of busy freeways.
My playing partner was Greg Wires of Golf Minnesota, and I also met Steve Wetzler of Tee Times, Minnesota Golf & Living. Lots of publishing gossip. And I won a Ryder Cup t-shirt in the raffle after our Dale Archibaldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15504220170855215394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5657944.post-8794586076917114712016-07-25T14:51:00.000-06:002016-07-25T14:51:28.977-06:00Goodbye, CharlieMom had her 97th birthday party at the Hibachi Chinese buffet in Minneapolis, and the staff made a beautiful picture of flowers in a vase, utilizing cake, ice cream, chocolate for flower stems, and Mandarin orange slices to create posies. Mom devoured it with delight.
Four days later, she developed thrombosis in her left leg, and started the downward spiral via hospital and nursing home that Dale Archibaldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15504220170855215394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5657944.post-14369835050709380002015-03-17T10:15:00.001-05:002015-03-17T10:15:08.096-05:00Coming ungluedA week after my endarterectomy (the unclogging of a carotid by making an incision in the right side of my neck and stripping the plaque), the adhesive on my incision is getting a little tattered. I was warned not to tear it loose, though, so shreds of the glue flap around my throat like a tattered sail.
Selfie of an incision
I'm hesitant to scrub it, and am just thankful it doesn't itch Dale Archibaldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15504220170855215394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5657944.post-30210067393441510292015-02-07T00:09:00.000-05:002015-02-07T00:09:29.648-05:00A Dell in the FarmerA year later, and I still am in Minneapolis. I received a Dell Venue 8 from my mother and lady friend last year, and truly enjoy it. It has Windows 8, and came with Microsoft Office, for $239. My only complaint so far is the inability to expand Windows images. That is, if I look at the desktop, I can't expand it. However, once I have software running within Windows, I can make it larger for theseDale Archibaldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15504220170855215394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5657944.post-52887232406156713072013-12-13T18:58:00.002-05:002013-12-13T19:01:58.030-05:00Entabled--Writing on a tabletSitting in a coffee house on a frigid Minnesota evening typing into a friend's Nook with Android enabled. It's a slow process, but for a lightweight way to write on the road, it's workable.
My laundry is drying at the laundromat next door, and I have a steaming cuppa. Not much golf in the Upper Midwest this time of year, so all's quiet.
Happy holidays.Dale Archibaldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15504220170855215394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5657944.post-33109507728857474462012-07-13T09:47:00.001-06:002012-07-13T09:47:06.523-06:00Como Again?Yesterday the temperature ranged near 90, but there was a nice breeze, and I was able to break free of my work and worries: What better to do than play golf?
We decided to play Como Golf Course, a rather constricted track in St. Paul, Minn. (Par 70, plays 5,581 yards from the middle tees, rating of 67.5 and a slope of 122.) To compound matters, we decided to walk it. (One onlooker was mystified Dale Archibaldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15504220170855215394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5657944.post-44737334428218207722012-07-12T20:54:00.000-06:002012-07-13T09:19:07.095-06:00On the Run
As I talked about in my last post, my parents were always too busy to take the family camping. I dreamed constantly of camping and fishing as a 7-year-old back in the central California town of Hanford in 1950. I decided to go by myself, by folly. But I would need a pack, and they weren't the drug on the market they are today. As you can see from this picture from the 1948 Boy Scout Manual,Dale Archibaldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15504220170855215394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5657944.post-55733684224253362772012-07-06T15:59:00.001-06:002012-07-19T21:26:08.396-06:00Packing it in
Today, of course, backpacks are a drug on the market. The late summer L.L. Bean catalog sported 13 pages of various choices out of 52 pages. One wall of a department store aisle had those colorful versions shown above.
Growing up in the late 1940s in Hanford, Calif., though, the only choice a child had for a pack was afull-sized WWII Army surplus green one, or some sort of canvas Dale Archibaldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15504220170855215394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5657944.post-29884491582699376652012-07-05T11:35:00.000-06:002012-07-05T11:49:27.511-06:00I'm not lichen itMy last post was four months ago.
Since then, I had:
A second cataract operation to remove the scrap of cataract remaining from the first operation. When the VA physicians realized this scrap remained in the eye, they rescheduled this operation within a week or two of the first. (Additional note: because it was a mistake, they didn't charge me for this or all the followup visits for six months.Dale Archibaldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15504220170855215394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5657944.post-64588417418853834832012-03-01T17:24:00.000-05:002012-03-01T17:24:52.631-05:00A Chrome Headlight
To protect the newly decataracted eye on my Bell's Palsy side, they put in a chrome eyepatch. I only have to wear it at night for a week, while avoiding lifting anything over 10 pounds. I also can't bend so my head is below my waist, sneeze or cough too hard, sleep on that side, etc., etc.
Although I have a slight inflammation, my eyesight on that eye the day following the Dale Archibaldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15504220170855215394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5657944.post-71701584137013933662012-02-11T18:20:00.000-05:002012-02-11T18:20:35.296-05:00Cataract Surgery Coming Up
My left eye is scheduled for surgery at the Minneapolis VA on the 29th of Feb. The rest of me will have to follow along.
I didn't realize anything was wrong until I had an exam in Dec. 2011. The pressure inside the eye was building up, and the doctor used a laser to cut a slit in the iris. When I went back for a check two weeks later, they had already healed. Good newsDale Archibaldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15504220170855215394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5657944.post-30279166382210008142012-02-11T18:07:00.000-05:002012-02-11T18:07:48.341-05:00Progressive RV Show at Minneapolis Convention Center
Another show attended, another $20 + $9 parking + $6.50 for one beer gone. I am interested in taking a look at the Airstream, and that's why I attended with mom. I pushed her around in a wheelchair until we found the Airstreams, and then she clambered in and out of ones from 19. to 30, from $30K ti $90.
There were a lot of people kicking tiresDale Archibaldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15504220170855215394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5657944.post-88323428790165537622012-01-20T12:43:00.006-05:002012-01-20T12:50:00.095-05:00Last April: After 35 years, I finally realized a problem in my swing (only one?). I was set to go out on Tuesday at GolfTodayMagazine‘s tournament in Napa, Calif. at Eagle Vines golf club, so decided to hit a few balls at the range.For 10 years I’ve had a pad of faceplate-shaped carbon-paper adhesive sheets called LongShot Maximum Distance System that you put on the faceplate of the club Dale Archibaldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15504220170855215394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5657944.post-76035639630815478282011-01-16T13:19:00.002-05:002011-01-16T13:24:05.903-05:00Another year over, a new one beginningMy big Ford E350 is serving as a lawn ornament at the moment, covered with a foot or more of snow, with a lifeline electrical cable keeping the batteries topped off. I'm hoping to ge it out of the drift shortly, and head for warmer climes.It doesn't help that the price of diesel fuel has gone through the roof. My original intent was to tow a trailer around Dale Archibaldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15504220170855215394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5657944.post-83090955354922266912008-10-28T17:49:00.000-05:002008-10-28T18:01:14.027-05:00Two New California VenuesOn the Crease: Pheasant Run G.C.Highway 99 through the heart of California makes a person think of John Steinbeck's Grapes of Wrath. It's hot and dusty, with mile after mile of asphalt running through flat farmland.On every road atlas I've seen, the little municipality of Chowchilla is right on the crease, that dividing line where California is split in half, northern on Dale Archibaldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15504220170855215394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5657944.post-4382560558285162532008-10-08T18:32:00.000-06:002008-10-08T18:36:17.149-06:00A Month AwayMy USPS gig came to an end on Sep. 26, and all sorts of things hit the windmill: I ate something bad the 24th, lost it that night, and spent the 25th in bed. I did make it in on the last day.Then my 89-year-old mother fell and broke her hip. It has been one thing after another: apparently the painkillers are too strong, and make her crazy.So...I'm on my way to Calif. to try and help Dale Archibaldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15504220170855215394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5657944.post-81126279000715688102008-09-11T07:19:00.001-06:002008-09-11T07:48:13.894-06:00The Party Is OverThe RNC has met, the cast is dyed. We had the smell of teargas in the morning, a la Apocalypse Now.I watched a lot of the proceedings from the 13th floor of the 75-year-old St. Paul Post Office. From the 11th floor, minions of the Secret Service spread through the city. Next office from ours, U.S. Postal Inspectors deployed to help protect the convention. Through binoculars, I Dale Archibaldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15504220170855215394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5657944.post-40170900629693942382008-08-25T14:22:00.001-06:002017-05-13T21:34:53.220-06:00
A Lot of Bull
Actually, Pum is one step away from a bull. He was, er, divested as a young'un, and is now an ox.
He's a Holstein, mostly white with some black markings, and he is big. When I saw him in the Cow Barn at the Minnesota State Fair yesterday, I was amazed. He stands around 6 ft. high at the shoulder, and weighs in at some 2,500 pounds. Head and shoulder above the cows that were also Dale Archibaldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15504220170855215394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5657944.post-37356077988204908432008-08-20T06:24:00.000-06:002008-08-20T06:39:03.182-06:00An UpdateExcept for one disaster hole where the wheels not only fell off but rolled away in all directions while the body of the wagon crashed to the ground, the horses galloped off and the camera rolled throughout, last night went well. I bettered my best score on the Gold 9 at Emerald Greens by 3 strokes (the counter stops for people with my enormous handicap at 10 strokes per hole), lost two Dale Archibaldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15504220170855215394noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5657944.post-6758096437087954852008-08-19T11:19:00.000-06:002008-08-19T11:33:45.367-06:00The Party´s OverMy golf season--the first league I´ve ever been in--is coming to a close tonight. I´ve suffered from cold weather and a few rainy outings, one or two really hot days, and many nice ones. I had hoped that, with retirement from everyday toil in the offing, this frequent shot of golf might help me get a little better. As I look back on my skill level, I might, maybe, be a leetle Dale Archibaldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15504220170855215394noreply@blogger.com0