Category: Musings

  • You’re Doing it Wrong – #1

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    A while back there was a post where someone referenced the Digital Time that was proposed by the French Revolution. Well, arguments about our calendar are really useless.

    Or are they.

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    Your calendar: Summer (the season) begins on June 21st.

    Status: You’re doing it wrong.

    I can’t believe the resistance that I get about this topic. It seems pretty simple to me. Why is June 22nd a summer day but June 20th belongs to spring? Chasing that question down led me to some surprising results.

    If you plot the deviation of daylight hours over the year it looks like a sine wave.

    But this looks weird. The days of summer don’t start until the longest day of the year?

    And, I had always wondered about Ground Hog Day. What was its significance? Wasn’t the first day of spring always fixed at 6 weeks after GHD? Spring is delayed until March 21st? Duh!

    It turns out that the dates of the seasons are fairly arbitrary.
    In fact, I cannot find where the dates were set to the current observation1. The “usual” observance doesn’t seem to have much of a tradition behind it other than it being the system in use.

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    So, what would be a logical definition of the seasons? It seems to me that the best layout would be based upon the duration of the solar day. To me, the Summer Solstice would not be the beginning of summer but rather the midpoint.

    Well, what do you know; this has been the standard recogntion for hundreds of years!

    Suddenly the Ground Hog Day tradition makes sense. Spring starts on Feb 2 (halfway between the Solstice and the Equinox) but rodent-shadow “Spring” starts on the Equinox instead as an abberation. May Day never made sense to me (other than the Soviet orgasm) but now it was simple: It’s the first day of Summer. Hallowe’en, the first day of Winter. Autumn begins on August 1st.

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    The earth has changed orientation over time and the alignment of the seasons has changed as well. If we were to do a strict reckoning then we would use the last graph, summer starting about May 6th and the other seasons following every 91.25 days. To choose the traditional dates (May 1st, August 1st, October 31st, February 2nd) seems to me to be a reasonable compromise, bringing matters back to traditional observations while being closer to the solar midpoints.

    I’m trying to keep weather out of this discussion, but for my region, November is a winter month. I could argue spring and fall, but May is a summer month here, as well. The USWS is off of my schedule slightly as they say that summer begins on June 1st (all others follow). It seems to me to be a rather arbitrary choice based more upon weather than anything else. It is their setpoint, not mine2. But basing the reckoning of seasons upon the weather makes little sense in places like Hawai’i. My friend spent some time there and mentioned that there is no weather segment on the local news. Every day had basically the same high and low temperatures year around. If there was something else (“Typhoon On The Way”) then it was news, not weather.

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    I can’t help but to be an engineer whose job is to “fix things.” Here’s a fix for something that you never knew was broken.

    Now get off my lawn.

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    1. I haven’t looked very hard

    2. They are the “Weather Service” after all

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  • Libertarianism basics: a classic thought experiment

    No man is an island, entire of itself…any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind; and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee. – Decebalus, king of Dacia

    But Pie! Thought experiments are dumb! you will say… Well possibly, but they can be vaguely useful and I was always particularly fond of this one, as it was somewhat foundational for my views back in the day. So this is about The Desert Island. It is my attempt to see if this though experiment is or can be made useful as a tool to talk to non-libertarians about certain fundamentals. I will give my own interpretation, open to corrections, addenda  and whatnot.

    The thought experiment I would say is one on individual rights. Humans, after birth, sign a contract and get to live in a society of sorts. Due to all these messy social interactions, it is sometimes hard to see the border between individual and group – everyone who has been in a 6+ people orgy knows this. The point of this experiment is to simply isolate an individual from the rest and analyze.

    So the way this goes, let’s say someone lives alone on an island. In this case there are no constraints on behavior outside of nature –gravity still gravitates. If you build that, you got it, if not, you don’t. If you brought with you your book and record (mixed tape whatever), and no one takes them they are yours to keep. Otherwise do without. Of course, as you don’t have electricity you cannot listen to the music anyway, but if you could, it could be real loud, no one would complain. You can yell obscenities or vocally support Trump – freedom of speech would be quite absolute-, worship whatever interesting rock you see on the island or  the local volcano or lightning or some weird notion of an transcendent god.

    Basically live as you choose in the limits of you possibilities and possessions, as long as no other human acts against you. Life, liberty and the pursuit of coconuts one might say. In this scenario there are no obligations to others, nor from others to you. No right to things not produced, by the simple fact that there are none available, but absolute right to those you have or make.

    Such a human is free from aggression, as there is no one to initiate it. The only issue may be if his island is truly his – that is if he paid the required single land tax. So I consider these a sort of tire 1 rights, purely individual.

    Off course, if any of us were in this situation,  sometimes we would feel we’re gonna break down and cry, nowhere to go, nothing to do with our time … lonely, so lonely, living on our own. Anyway… In the end coconut oil only gets you so far. So people seek other people. And this is where the average no libertarian will tell you the experiment is useless and there is no point to it, not even making loneliness and lubricant jokes. But I disagree, I fell it helps to see the lone individual in itself. So let us say each human is an island – metaphorically speaking off course.

    Let’s say there are other islands all around – with other people. And you can meet them, shoot the shit, trade some, talk, you can even show them your coconuts. Off course, they may be selfish bastards and not want to do all hose things with you. And here is where the philosophy part kicks in. The essence of libertarianism is that those tire 1 rights – the ones the humans have in themselves, as individuals, absent all others – should be preserved in the presence of other people, society if you will. Furthermore these should form the basis of social organization, as unobstructed as possible. The other philosophies of the world beg to differ.

    Humans under a certain level of wealth do not live each alone on his island, there simply are not enough islands to go around. So I am going to switch metaphors in the middle of the text … hmmm… people are boats, that works. And boats on the water can run into each other. Some at this point would tell libertarians absolute freedom liberty cannot exist. As if libertarians do not know this… It is implied liberty for all that you cannot be at liberty to infringe upon others’, as my liberty to swing my oar ends at the tip of your boat. So societies create various rules in order to solve or prevent conflict – either codified into legislation or as unwritten rules of society – manners and morality. The purpose of these rules is in much debate by various ideologies. From a libertarian standpoint, the goal is to preserve liberty as much as possible and to minimize infringement of individual rights – defined as rights of individual absent the group.

    Life liberty and the pursuit of coconuts

    On various levels the conflict is true of a society as a whole, as it is of people living together in the same home or friends going together to a restaurant. You can no longer do anything you want, you have to take into account others and compromise, even if you may end up in a place serving Hawaiian deep dish. Although, to be sure, all people have some limits to the amount of freedom they are willing to give up. So most ideologies at least vaguely pretend to care about some level of individual rights and liberty, because it does not sound good not to. Off course they mostly lack any clear definition of these rights, which end up being whatever someone likes at a given time.

    Which aspects of life are the business of the individual alone, which of the group or family, which of society, and which of government institutions if such institutions exist is the main question of politics. Or, in other words, where the line is drawn – over this line government and/or others do not cross, do not interfere. And this is where such a thought experiment can be useful, although not sufficient.

    So this thought experiment got us nowhere in the end, beyond presenting the idea that a human can be seen as a thing in itself, outside society. Isn’t this just preaching to the choir round these parts? Well, maybe, but still. A blog needs posts, does it not? So I dunno, comment or don’t, as is your right

     

     

  • STEVE SMITH DOES THURSDAY AFTERNOON LINKING

    LEE MAJORS OK BY STEVE SMITH

    STEVE SMITH TAKE OVER AFTERNOON LINKS FROM FUNNY FLORIDA GLIBERTARIAN. HIM FINISH TELLING STORY OF FALLING OUT WITH HOLLYWOOD.

    STEVE SMITH DISAPPOINT THAT HIM NOT LISTENED TO AS “SASQUATCH TECHNICAL ADVISER”. THEN HIM LOSE OUT ON ROYALTIES FOR TOYS. “FIRE” AGENT AND NOT KNOW WHAT DO. SURE, GO HOLLYWOOD PARTIES, MEET ASPIRING ACTORS AND ACTRESSES. BY MEET, MEAN RAPE. BUT JOY OUT OF JOB.

    LAST STRAW WAS SEEING CARTOON:

    THEM GET STEVE SMITH ANGRY RIGHT!

     

    THAT LOOK RIGHT TOO.

     

    NO! THEM GET BACKWARDS! STEVE SMITH DRIVER, NOT PASSENGER.

     

    STEVE SMITH NO MORE ADVISER, NOT GET ROYALTIES. WAS TIME LEAVE HOLLYWOOD. WENT FOREST LAW SCHOOL INSTEAD. NOW HIM PROMINENT FOREST LAWYER AND WORK MAKE CASCADIA FREE! IS GOOD JOB, BUT SOMETIMES DO MISS HOLLYWOOD PARTIES. BUT YOU NO COME HERE THAT, FUNNY GLIBERTARIAN PEOPLE HERE FOR LINKS!

    • UH-OH. STEVE SMITH NO LIKE EBOLA. MAKE HIM SNEEZE. IT WORSE FOR HOOMANS, WHO CAN DIE. HOPE NEW SHOT MADE FOR SICK HOOMANS.
    • STEVE SMITH LIKE WISCONSIN. VERY FUNNY HOOMANS THERE. LOOK WHAT THEM DO!
    • WHITE HELMETS BETTER THAN BLUE HELMETS. BLUE HELMET PEOPLE COMPETE WITH STEVE SMITH. BY COMPETE, MEAN RAPE BEFORE STEVE SMITH GET THERE.
    • FUNNY HOOMAN WITH DOG IN PIPE MAKE STEVE SMITH LAUGH.
  • Libertarian App-roved Collectivism

    Libertarian App-roved Collectivism

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    Socialism in the USA can happen any time now and I’d be cool with it.

    Seriously. It can happen any time that the Socialists in the USA want it, all thanks to Capitalist technology. And the Capitalists shouldn’t even mind.

    The Socialists can design a Meetup/Hookup-type app that matches Socialist Makers with Socialist Takers. Members would either be a Maker-Seeking-Taker or a Taker-Seeking-Maker.

    Those numerous guilty well-to-do Socialists, the Makers, those convinced of their regretful privilege, who have excess income/possessions/accounts/shoes/value can register on the site as Makers-Seeking-Takers. Likewise, the suffering masses of Socialists, the Takers, upon whose backs the Makers have trod in their patriarchal white-male-cishetero (regardless of whether or not you are such a thing, for if you’re a Maker it’s this oppressive identity class that forced you to be unwittingly successful) pursuit of greed, will register as Takers-Seeking-Makers.

    The Makers will be subject to the “From Each According to Its Ability” questionnaire to determine their Bougie-ness, their level of unacceptable indulgence. And in their turn, the Takers will complete the “To Each According to Its Need” profile, so as to determine their level of Victim’hood. The app will then find matches among these Socialists, appropriately pairing equal levels of Bougie-ness to Victim’hood. The ensuing orgy of wealth transfer will be epic!!!

    Naturally, the affluent Democrats suffering from white guilt will flock to the site, abandon their “you first” approach to benevolence, and shed their damning excess. No longer will obstructionist conservative legislators force Socialists to take lavish vacations, own expensive homes, patronize Starbucks. The Socialist Makers will finally be free to voluntarily give away to the Takers all that they are able. Existing charities already accepting donations and aiding the less-fortunate will cease to be a hindrance to the Socialists’ attempts at uplifting their fellow [insert preferred pronoun here].

    That’s all the brainstorming I’ve time for. I entrust the Glibs to naming the app, adding features, etc.

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  • STEVE SMITH TUESDAY MORNING LINKS

    STEVE SMITH CONTINUE TELL STORY. LAST TIME, HIM TELL ABOUT SIX MILLION DOLLAR MAN. IT FEATURE GOOD FIGHT SCENE!

    GIVE HUG TO STEVE AUSTIN!

    BUT THING GO BAD WHEN CUT ALL RAPE SCENES STEVE SMITH WANTED…”MAKE ACCURATE!” STEVE SMITH SAY. “We are very sorry, Mr. Smith, but we are bound by the Code! The Code of Practices for Television Broadcasters won’t let us show that, no matter how accurate it might be!”

    STEVE SMITH DISAPPOINT. HIM ASK AGENT WHY NO TELL HIM THAT. AGENT NOT HAVE GOOD ANSWER. STEVE SMITH FIRE AGENT. BY FIRE, MEAN RAPE…AND TERMINATE EMPLOYMENT RELATIONSHIP.

    LAST STRAW COME IN 2 PARTS. FIRST, STEVE SMITH GET NO ROYALTY FROM TOY SET!

    THEM TRY MAKE “BIGFOOT” LOOK LIKE JERRY GARCIA IN BEAR SUIT!

     

    THEN STEVE SMITH SEE HIM IDEAS STOLEN! THEM MAKE CROSSOVER WITH BIONIC WOMAN. ANDRE GIANT GET REPLACED, WHEN HIM STAND SOLIDARITY WITH STEVE SMITH. THEM USE LURCH INSTEAD!?

    STEVE SMITH VERY ANGRY. HIM ARGUE WITH STUDIO EXECUTIVES, BUT NO HELP (BY ARGUE, MEAN RAPE). THEM TOO COKED UP MIND RAPE. STEVE SMITH LOSE BEST METHOD PERSUADE…

    NEXT TIME, STEVE SMITH TELL HOW THINGS END UP….BUT RIGHT NOW YOU WANT START DAY WITH LINKS. SO HERE ARE LINKS FOR FUNNY GLIBERTARIAN PEOPLE.

    1. STEVE SMITH THINK COUSIN SEA SMITH GET ANGRY. WHY STEAL SHARK?! LUCKY FOR SHARK, THIEF DUMB – “HEY, WHO WANT BUY SHARK?”
    2. THIS SENTENCE SILLY. STEVE SMITH HIM TEACH CRAZY LADY MANNERS. BY TEACH MANNERS, MEAN RAPE.
    3. STEVE SMITH WAIT AND SEE. HIM HEAR THIS BEFORE. STILL, JAW-JAW BETTER THAN WAR-WAR. AND RAPE-RAPE BETTER THAN RAPE (RIGHT WHOOPI?)
    4. STEVE SMITH DISAPPOINT.

     

  • A Lone Voice in the Wilderness

    Supreme Court Photo: SAUL LOEB/AFP/Getty Images
    In 1981, Elena Kagan wrote her undergrad thesis on why socialism failed in the United States. It is a mixture of the usual litany of excuses, but primarily she contends that: A) the right people weren’t in charge; and B) the people were deplorables who voted against their own interests. They were unworthy of the glories of socialism.

    Aside from sitting on the Supreme Court, there is not anything notable about her daftness. Almost to a man this is the line that leftists use to excuse the catastrophic results that socialism yields each time it is instituted, without exception. If it were not so serious, it would be entertaining to listen to the gibberish that is indistinguishable from insanity; after all these are people who cannot accept objective reality and wish to impose their views on the population as a whole.

    What I find more alarming is that the inability to completely grasp reality is not limited to the left. Last night, I made the mistake of watching news on television. There was a lot of ranting about the evils of the Obama administration, the calling out of bad actors and explicit accusations of corruption since the 2016 presidential election in our entrenched and unaccountable bureaucracy. One phrase kept coming up: abuse of power.

    It is frustrating to me that so many people only ever get it almost right. Of course there has been gross abuse of power. Of course there have been and are bad actors. The chances of this not happening are exactly zero. What the bobblehead pundits are missing is the fundamental premise that the Founders based our constitution on.

    I hear people cite the separation of powers fairly often but it is not really that. It is not about separating of powers, it is about dividing power into smaller and smaller portions until no one person or group has the ability to do serious damage to our society. The Founders knew from experience that bad actors and abuse of power are inevitable so they crafted a system that dispersed power as much as possible.

    Eventually some discussion of Senator Rand Paul’s hesitancy for endorsing Supreme Court nominee Brett Kavanagh came up. There seems to be much alarm about this yet no real examination of why Senator Paul has taken this position. While Kavanagh is a brilliant jurist and a fine human being, Paul’s hesitancy is based on Kavanagh’s less than stellar stance on Fourth Amendment rights. I think in the end Paul will vote to confirm, but now is his chance to call attention to the massive surveillance state we have built that is trampling our inalienable rights with impunity. You cannot have a massive surveillance state and secret courts in a free country. It is a simple fact. The FISA law and its courts should be burned to the ground and the ashes thrown in the sea. This is what Paul is trying to draw our eye to. This ain’t rocket science.

    I would be satisfied with Kavanagh sitting on the court. He is probably the best we can hope for. He would be a huge help in undoing much of the undiluted evil that has been inflicted on us by statists, but he is not a cure for the problem. We must dismantle the apparatus of the surveillance state and the concentration of unaccountable power. As long as it remains, we will continue to have gross abuses of power.

  • STEVE SMITH SUNDAY EVENING LINKS OF REMEMBERING

    “STEVE VS STEVE” … MAKE STEVE SMITH BREAK FROM HOLLYWOOD.

     

    STEVE SMITH WATCHING OLD SHOWS ON TV (POWER BY RACCOONS RUN ON FLYWHEEL). HIM SEE PAINFUL MEMORY. STEVE SMITH ONCE PART OF HOLLYWOOD. 1970S WAS CRAZY TIME.

    ROD SERLING AND LEONARD NIMOY MAKE BANK.

    HOOMANS SEE UFOS, THINK THEY SEE CRYPTIDS (WE HIDE IN PLAIN SIGHT…EXCEPT NESSIE – SHE VERY SHY). THEY WEAR CRAZY CLOTHES AND LISTEN TO CRAZY MUSIC.

    STEVE SMITH RIDE SOUL TRAIN!
    STEVE SMITH THINK IT OUR WATERLOO!

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

    STEVE SMITH GET JOB CONSULTING WITH “SIX MILLION DOLLAR MAN” SHOW. THEM WANT DO “BIGFOOT” EPISODES.  STEVE SMITH HELP. THEM THROW IN ALIENS, MAKE “BIGFOOT” BE ROBOT. IT TOTAL 1970S SILLY. IT GO TWO EPISODES! YOU NO WANT WATCH – READ ABOUT EACH. BUT THIS NETWORK TV – THEM TAKE OUT ALL RAPE SCENES STEVE SMITH ADVISE. ANDRE GIANT (HIM PLAY SASQUATCH!) ALSO NOT HAPPY THEM TAKE RAPE SCENES OUT. THIS LEAD TO BAD BLOOD… MAYBE STEVE SMITH TELL MORE STORY NEXT TIME.

    RIGHT NOW, HIM GIVE LINKS INSTEAD.

    1. STEVE SMITH WONDER WHY DAILY FAIL WORRY ABOUT “VIGILANTE BACKLASH“… STEVE SMITH SHOW THEM VIGILANTE BACKLASH. BY BACKLASH, MEAN RAPE.
    2. HIM HAVE “POSSIBLE HEART PROBLEM“… 9MM HEART PROBLEM! STEVE SMITH THINK HIM NO COME OUT HOSPITAL UNLESS GIVE LOTS MONEY OR SQUEAL LIKE PIG. STEVE SMITH OFTEN HEAR SQUEAL LIKE PIG…
    3. STEVE SMITH THINK SOME FUNNY GLIBERTARIAN PEOPLES GET SAD. WANT OTHER FUNNY GLIBERTARIAN PEOPLE LOOK SEE Q OK.

     

  • Gedankenexperiment #2 – Getting Rid of the Clock in Football

    What?!? Why would you even consider this?

    First, this is a gedankenexperiment, not an actual proposal. Sometimes you just have to think about the world in different ways. Secondly, the clock rules in football are stupid, and other than tradition no one would create them the way they are. While this is an extreme example, here is the kind of things that happen with the current rules:

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D-ELRub8n7s

    What would replace them?

    Simple, there would be a play counter. Each quarter would consist of 35 plays from scrimmage (28 in High School). Exceptions would be extra points and plays with an accepted penalty (dead ball penalties occur during a dead ball and would be no different from today). Kickoffs and free kicks are not from scrimmage and would not count as plays. Field goal attempts and punts would. Thirty-five works out about right. Current NFL teams run just about 70 plays per game on average. Most colleges run a bit more, but see below for how that would change.
    There would still be a play clock, but its rule could be set for whatever pace of play is wanted, without concern for the game clock.

    How would this change the game?

    In many ways, not at all. In others, dramatically. The big changes would be:

    1. Passing vs Running – We wouldn’t have 4.5 hour long Washington State games because a pass play, whether complete or incomplete, in bounds or out, would take up the same “time” as a running play. On the other hand, an 18 play, all run, death-march drive would take up half a quarter instead of 60 to 65 percent of one.
    2. High tempo offenses wouldn’t get more plays. A high tempo offense would still have advantages, but adding extra possessions onto the game isn’t one of them.
    3. The end of half/game would change dramatically.
      • If you have the lead, 1st down and 4 or left on the play counter, you can take a knee (or 4). Much easier to figure out when you can go to victory formation.
      • Time outs aren’t for stopping the clock, they would be used like they are in the first half, to avoid confusion or to give a team a rest. We could probably reduce the number of them.
      • The field opens up for comeback offenses. You no longer need to throw sideline routes. The middle of the field is opened up, as is running plays if you think that would be more successful.
      • Clocking the ball goes away. No need to waste a play stopping the clock. In fact, it would be counterproductive.

    There are other ways it would change the game, discuss in the comments.

    What was the point of all this again?

    It was a fun idea I had about a decade ago and have been noodling around with since then. I do think it would make end of games more exciting, without the extra time out breaks and letting teams run whatever play works best. It gets rid of some of the arbitrariness in the rules, especially with the fast vs slow moving referees and the silliness over checking the clock to see if there is 1 second left or not. But it’s not a serious proposal…no wait, yes, it is. This would make football better. It should be done. There are no down sides, in my opinion, and plenty of advantages. You might disagree, but you would be wrong. It will never happen, this is further outside the Overton window than the Single Land Tax. But that doesn’t mean it isn’t a good idea.

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JwYX52BP2Sk

    While we are on the topic of clocks in football, how about we get a clock that counts down and stops for injuries in soccer?

  • Forty Years Later – Chapter 4

    Catch up on the earlier Chapters: 1, 2, 3

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    Day 5

    The next morning I discovered the last indignity from the motel. There was no hot water. Not even a drop. I had to settle for washing my pits and crotch and using clean clothes to face decent society.

    Having seen the results of the dinner buffet, I wasn’t expecting much for the breakfast buffet and my pessimism was correct. Same bored guy behind the counter took my breakfast order. I took the opportunity to re-check the board for the cavern tours and was pleased to discover that I had mis-read it; the $50 tour was for another area and the standard tour was only $20, and I even got a discount for AAA when I bought the ticket. The cavern tour made up for all of the hassles that I had endured with the motel and restaurant. It was simply magnificent.

    I was almost solo with my attractive tour guide but at the last minute a family from somewhere in Eastern Europe joined us. I can usually pick out a language (even though I cannot speak it) from its sounds and a few vocabulary words that I can recognize. I never knew for sure but they sounded Slavic to me.

    Like Carlsbad Caverns the entrance to the cave was not the original entrance. An elevator took us down (and back up), followed by a walk of a mile or so. It is a “dry” cave (unlike Carlsbad) and therefore has a different sort of cave formations. The walk also took us by the old Civil Defense fallout shelter and a hotel room located 250 feet below the surface. Our guide said that she had spent her honeymoon there and the total darkness and total silence was actually too much to take! They had to turn on a nightlight in order to remain the night!

    I finished the tour around mid-morning and resumed my trip on US-66. Someone, I’m guessing the Tourist Bureau from the Seligman area, has sponsored a series of signs along the road, similar to the Burma Shave signs of the past. I thought that this was a clever way to promote the historic road. There is a lot of interest nowadays for the promotion of US-66 of bygone days, as my trip was discovering. I think that Americans are missing a lot of their heritage by blasting by on the limited-access Interstate Highway. A forgotten America still exists on the back roads that is not part of the Interstate Exit conglomeration of chain motels and fast food restaurants.

    At Seligman I climbed back on the freeway to deal with the truck traffic.

    I took the exit to drive through Ash Fork, as the road had diverted in the past. I had not remembered the Ash Fork was famous for its stone quarries, particularly shale and flagstone. Most of the houses in town were made of stone and many of them looked to be quite old.

    I wanted to see the statue that Winslow had erected of the guy “standing on a corner in Winslow Arizona” and missed it on the westbound trip so I exited the freeway and drove through the town in the other direction
    I recall hearing the refrain, “Spend the night in a wigwam!” ever since I was a child. One of the few remaining authentic Wigwam Motel ™ franchises was located in Holbrook Arizona and, since I was committed to doing the “tourist thing,” I reserved a wigwam. I am so glad that I did.

    The original design was from the 1930’s and the park in Holbrook is one of three remaining in the country. The layout is quite clever with a surprisingly large bedroom and a bathroom with shower at the rear. The park has numerous old cars parked at nearly every room, adding to the nostalgic flavor of the place.

    As I sat in the lengthening shadows of my last night on the road I used my cell phone to call my buddies who were gathered for our weekly poker game. A bit later I was finally got to visit with some neighbors who were having a little party in the parking lot. We chatted for a few minutes, then they moved on to a party downtown and I moved on to my bed in the wigwam.

    Day 6

    I had breakfast where the locals eat, Joe & Aggie’s Place. All that one could ask for, large helpings of terrific food and a bottomless pot of coffee.

    In the parking lot there was a family of foreign tourists apparently taken by my motorcycle. When I walked up in my leather chaps and vest they were enthralled. The husband asked if I would pose with their children and I suggested putting the son on my bike for the photo. It looked like the daughter wanted her picture taken, too, (and I would have been glad to oblige) but I think that the parents felt that they were putting me out by the photo op. Hell, I didn’t care, it was fun being thought of as “an American biker.” I got an extra internal kick from knowing that my Harley-riding friends would be in distress by the foreigners being impressed with a biker on a Japanese bike.

    After my encounter with Stogie I looked for other motorcyclists to ride with. On the way back I caught up with a fellow on a Honda 350. I held with him for a few miles, but he was traveling much slower than I wanted to so I said, “See ya” and went on. At Continental Divide I stopped at the Stuckeys for fuel and, upon leaving, encountered my friend on the Honda. We stopped for a few minutes to chat and then I went on.

    To avoid the truck traffic on I-40 and to bypass Albuquerque I planned my trip across the reservation from Gallup through Crownpoint to Cuba. Again, wonderful scenery on a two-lane blacktop with no traffic. The road meanders from small town to town as it winds toward Cuba.

    I was only a few miles away and had the lunch from El Bruno’s on my mind as I followed the Rio Puerco into town. Suddenly my reverie was interrupted by the impact of an insect on my exposed neck and the instant application of pain. I had run into the business end of a bee and the sting was rapidly swelling. I’m pretty sure that I’m not allergic to bee stings but I was still worried that the swelling might cause my windpipe to close. Fortunately the pain and swelling subsided in a bit and I was able to enjoy my lunch.

    After spending the night again with Bruce I headed east toward home. The trip back was uneventful until I arrived back on my home turf in Albuquerque. I hit the freeway at the peak of rush hour. I had heard horror stories about the horrible traffic jams in Los Angeles, yet the worst traffic that I encountered was right in my home town!

    I pulled into home right at dinner time. The family came out to greet me and hugs were liberally spread around. As I had been riding the hard saddle of the dirtbike almost non-stop my first words upon arrival were, “My butt hurts!”

    I was home.

    The last leg of the trip was in sight. A while back my uncle sent me a copy of a column from a motorcycle magazine where the author gave tips about road trips. One of the tips was a reminder that the last day of the trip is still part of the trip and one should not hurry the finish. A suggestion was to stop at the local bar on the way home and savor the trip just before it is over. I stopped at Los Ojos for a beer and found some folks to listen to my tales before heading up the hill for the last 20 miles.

    I was home.

  • The Hyperbole’s Homebuilding Houseparty – The Penultimate Part

    Previously on H3

    Part 1: Introduction, Caveat, and Stakeout

    Part B: Permits and Foundations

    Part III: Do’h, Stumps, Rodan!!!, and Framing

    Part The Fourth: Rough-in, Decks, and Inspection

     

     

    Insulation, Drywall, Paint, Siding

    Carbonara

    First off my apologies for the delay in getting this part out, but I’ve been busy what with building homes and whatnot1. Assuming we passed the rough-in/framing inspection we now get to cover everything up and get to finishing. First comes the insulation. We have always subbed out the insulation, in the early days we did so because installing insulation is a nasty, scratchy job and more importantly the big companies could do the job for little more than what the cost of the insulation alone would be to us, economies of scale, FTW. I hear the insulation isn’t as itchy these days and sometimes they use the sprayed in fibrous and/or foamy stuff. Today it’s still cheaper to let the pros do it, plus we now have stricter standards on just how much insulation we need and we have to “prove” that we meet those standards. One “proves” this by submitting forms filled with calculations that I’d wager no one even checks2, but it’s in the file, so it’s all good. The insulation companies have people who fill out these forms, so we let them, it costs more but at least the homeowners know that their homes are nice and tight.

    Speaking of which, with the house wrapping, caulking every crack, and the better insulation, some areas started seeing “Sick Home Syndrome,” a situation where people would get sick simply from being in certain buildings too long. Turns out all these energy efficiency regulations were making homes too tight. The answer – require a pressure test and add air exchangers so the houses can breathe3. Government – breaking your legs so it can supply you with crutches.

    After the pink stuff comes the grey stuff.4 Drywall is another trade that we have always subbed out, apart from very small jobs it’s just not worth the hassle. In ’88 we used a couple of brothers who hung and finished the jobs themselves, they used hammers and nails but the screw guns were only a few years away. Most drywallers today seem to specialize in either finishing or hanging, the guy we use today doesn’t even employ hangers; he hires a crew that works for two or three other finishers. There are not many codes concerning drywall, we have to hang fire-rated boards on any walls between living spaces and garages but that’s about it.

    After the grey stuff comes the stuff that’s whatever color you want it to be5. In the early days I spread a lot of paint6 but as my skill/value in other areas increased it became wiser to sub out the painting and staining. Which isn’t to say that painting is easy and that any hillbilly can do it. In fact, one of the most conscientious tradesmen I have worked alongside of was our long-time painter and wood finisher. Outside of the exemption in footnote #57 there aren’t any codes regarding paint…yet, you can still paint your farmhouse kitchen some shade that’s almost blue or your imperial bedroom an off yellow. I don’t know much about the technological advances in paints; what I do know is that over thirty years the cost has skyrocketed. It could be market driven, but since most things seem to come down in price over time-unless artificially manipulated- my money is on government intervention. Admittedly, this is a personal bias; I’ll gladly defer to anyone with actual knowledge of the ins and outs of the paint game.

    Outside it’s time for siding, these days that means vinyl siding and cultured stone. For the first few houses, we used T-111 sheathing and later cedar. T-111 is cheap8 and the cedar expensive, both require maintenance, so vinyl and stone it is. Other than styles, not much has changed in siding; vertical is popular right now and they have some halfway decent looking fake shakes and stone products. The tools might have improved but the application is still the same, likewise with the stone; we’ve used the same masons for 25 years and they’ve always done things the same way.9

     

    The Big Finish

    From here on out it’s mostly cosmetics; technically all you need for the final/occupancy permit is a WC, hot water, and a kitchen sink. This is also about the time the owners start to get happy feet, the exterior is done and all the ‘big’ steps have been taken, but there is still plenty to do. I imagine if you had a big enough crew-or separate crews-installing cabinets, hanging doors, and trim, putting in the various floor coverings and such you could finish up quickly but we10 do all that stuff ourselves, so it’s going to take some time. Back when I did our electric, I would start with the lights and outlets, as it makes finishing easier when you don’t have to drag lights and extension cords everywhere.

    Other than carpeting, which one likes to install dead last, I like to get the hardwoods, laminates, and ceramic down next; saves having to undercut doors and work around cabinets. Styles and products have changed over the years, laminates are the most popular now, and they have improved a lot. People still like hardwood and ceramics, but the cost difference is substantial. After flooring I like to set the cabinets; they, too, have improved mostly in the hardware, soft close hinges, full extension drawers and such. Countertops are mostly granite or quartz, and those farmhouse apron sinks are all the rage. I use a laser to level the cabinets, and the countertops are digitized and cut on CNC machines.

    After the countertops are installed, the plumber can return and finish up, while I move on to hanging doors and trim. All these little things seem to go on forever, installing latch sets, door stops, towel bars, closet shelving, and the inevitable “favors” we do for the homeowners- hanging the wall mount TV brackets they bought or that big mirror and heavy pictures or the swinging porch chair… But then one day it’s done, the inspector can come by and stick his tester in a few outlets11, flush all the toilets and make sure the water at the sink is hot, but not too hot. We gather up any tools and materials still around and move on to the next job.

    I know this section comes across as sparse, but other than styles and aforementioned improvements in tools and products finishing, a house hasn’t changed all that much during my 30-year career. To make up for that here’s some argument-starting clickbait type opinion stated as fact.

    Every Tom Waits Album12 Ranked Worst to First.

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    Proof I’m not selling wolf tickets

    The Black Riders
    Blood Money
    Real Gone
    Foreign Affair
    Alice
    Closing Time
    The Heart of Saturday Night
    Franks Wild Years
    Bad As Me
    Small Change
    Bone Machine
    Nighthawks at the Diner
    Swordfishtrombones
    Raindogs
    Heartattack and Vine
    Mule Variations
    Blue Valentine

     

    That’s it for the penultimate part. Next time will be the last time. I’m going to attempt to wrap all this up with some observations about what all this has to do with libertarianism, or perhaps better said, how it has influenced my particular take on libertarianism. If you have any questions or would like more details about some particular area hit me up in the comments and I’ll endeavor to address those issues as well.

     

    1. Mainly trying to drink all the beer Riven sent me.
    2. Not one time have I seen an inspector refer to any of the various forms we must submit while he’s doing the inspecting
    3. Just like they used to.
    4. That might be a euphemism…I’m just not sure for what
    5. Except for outside, but I’ll get to that next time
    6. [waggles eyebrows]
    7. see footnote 5
    8. But not inexpensive.
    9. Recently retired, maybe the new masons will have new tricks.
    10. With Dad pushing 80 that really should be “I”
    11. Now, there’s a euphemism!
    12. Yes, Nighthawks is technically a live album, but since it’s all original songs (aside from the Red Sovine cover) that aren’t on any other studio albums I include it here.