My old computer finally gets a rest in its old age. I went out and spent some of my farm income on a new computer. It is a Chromebook laptop. I can hear the groans from readers already. Yes, it has all the drawbacks of a Chromebook computer with the added negative that I have to learn a whole new operating system. I got spoiled by Windows 10 on the last two laptops. And I can’t store my usual plethora of images and documents directly on the Chromebook’s limited harddrive.
Oh, well! The Arizona Cardinals are winning again. They have the best record in the NFL right now at 10 wins, 2 losses. And star players Kyler Murray and DeAndre Hopkins are both returned from injuries. And Colt McCoy proved he was a superior back-up quarterback while Murray was out. Either some really good things or a huge disappointment lie directly ahead. You know me. I am preparing already for the playoff loss in the first round.

I am enjoying the new work-in-progress. The Necromancer’s Apprentice is really flowing and coming together in amazing ways. It is possible that the fairy pictured above is actually helping me write it. But as I reread each chapter, it definitely sounds like me. So, she must be doing a really good job of imitating my style while, at the same time, typing with her feet..
My two sisters and I have got the farm paperwork pretty much under control. My sister Nancy is now retired and living on the farm place that my great grandfather established in the 1860’s. It is a joint ownership between me, Nancy, and Mary. The productive farmland is being farmed by a local farmer who needs to grow more crops to make ends meet than his own farmland provides. So, we get to collect rent, own the family farm, and help feed the world with corn and soybeans.

I continue to roll Moosewinkles at bowling pins and knock enough of them down to win at Moose Bowling… for now. You never know what tomorrow will bring. Maybe Moosewinkles guilty of over-eating, or bowling pins made of concrete.
Moose Bowling
Life is like Moose Bowling. In order to knock down all the pins and win, you have to learn how to throw a moose. (Yes, that’s what it says in the cartoon above.)
So, it is good to have a new computer. I wrote this post with fewer glitches to repair and curse words to shout than I have with any other post in the last five years. Life is good again. At least, for now.

















































Living in the Spider Kingdom
Life seems to be getting harder and harder. And I realize that a big part of that perception is the fact that my health is deteriorating quickly. This is a humor blog, but it has been getting more and more serious and more and more grim as the grim reaper becomes more and more a central character in my own personal story.
My perception of reality, however, is best explained by a passage in a novel that spoke to me in college. It comes from the novel, the Bildungsroman by Thomas Mann called Der Zauberberg, in English, The Magic Mountain. In the scene, Hans Castorp is possibly freezing to death, and he hallucinates a pastoral mountainside scene where children are happily playing in the sunshine. Possibly Heaven? But maybe not. As he goes into a stone building and finds a passage down into the ground, he sees wrinkled, ugly, horrible hags gathered around a child’s corpse, eating it. And this vision explains the duality at the center of the meaning of life.
For every good thing, there is an equal and opposite bad thing that balances it our. There is no understanding of what perfection and goodness mean without knowing profanity and evil. Just as you can’t understand hot without cold nor light without darkness. And you don’t get to overturn the way it is. You try your hardest to stay on the heads side of the coin knowing that half the time life falls to tails.
So, what good does it do me to think about and write about things like this? Well, it makes for me a sort of philosophical gyroscope that spins and dances and helps me keep my balance in the stormy sea of daily life. I deal with hard things with humor and a sense of literary irony. I make complex metaphors that help me throw a rope around the things that hurt me.
We are living now in the Spider Kingdom. Hard times are here again. The corrupt and corpulent corporate spiders are spinning the many webs we are trapped in. As metaphorical as it is, we wouldn’t have the government we currently have and be suffering the way we are if that weren’t true.
But no bad thing nor no good thing lasts forever. The wheel goes round and round. The top of the wheel reaches the bottom just as often as the bottom returns to the top. So, it will all pass if we can only hold out long enough.
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