Jeff Gorden won the first pole of the Car of Tomorrow era, putting his Chevrolet Impala in the top starting spot at Bristol Motor Speedway on Friday. So I hope Jeff does good. He is currently in second place in points. Friday, March 23, 2007
Jeff Gorden won the first pole of the Car of Tomorrow era, putting his Chevrolet Impala in the top starting spot at Bristol Motor Speedway on Friday. So I hope Jeff does good. He is currently in second place in points. Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Monday, March 19, 2007
Kyle's Birthday
Sunday, March 18, 2007
Ahhhhh Travel.....
I'm still trying to get to Jacksonville. I've been working on it since 7:30 this morning. After watching the weather channel I just knew I wasn't going to get out of Brainerd and Minneapolis as scheduled today. It said there was a 70% chance of snow, sleet and rain in the afternoon. It didn't sound like conditions for flying to me. So I talked to Northwest and they couldn't get me out of Brainerd on an earlier flight but they said if I went to Minneapolis I could probably get on a 1:30 flight directly to Jacksonville arriving there at 5pm. Well hell that sounded a lot better than flying Brainerd to Minneapolis at 3pm, Minneapolis to Memphis at 5pm and Memphis to Jacksonville at 7:15pm and not arriving in Jacksonville until 10pm. So I call Makita and get him out of bed (which he had barely gotten in to after working all night in Lakeshore) and convinced him to drive me to Minneapolis before the storm hit. So he got me to the Minneapolis St. Paul Airport by noon. I stood in line quite a while to find out the 1:30 flight was oversold and they encouraged me to stick with my original flight leaving at 5pm. Great. I love sitting in airports for long long periods of time. Five hours.....perfect. So I decided to go directly to the gate for the 1:30 flight. When I got there they gave me the same story. The flight was full and I should stay with my luggage (I wonder where the hell my luggage is right now). So I walked around for a bit (circled the entire airport twice, now I have a blister on my little toe on my right foot). Friday, March 16, 2007
To my Irish Friends and Family
The Wish
I caught a little leprechaun, quite wise and very old and he said to me, "You have one wish,would you like my pot of gold?"
"No thank you," was my quick reply,"But how about another...A gift that's truly precious and esteemed above all others?"
He offered then some emeralds, rubies, sapphires, pearls and a host of other treasures that would make your senses whirl!
As I rejected all his lis this bright eyes flashed with fire and, angrily, he said to me:"What is it you desire?"
I said:
"A rainbow's far more beautiful than its' supposed treasure and the 'rainbow' that I'm wishing for is priceless beyond measure.
"I'd like to have the dearest friends a person ever had to share in all the good times and help me through the bad...
"To laugh and sing and joke with, love and appreciate as we live life's greatest adventure that would certainly be great!"
"Oh, now I know you're daft!" he said as he ran off with his pot..."to waste your wish on something you have already got!"
~Author Unknown~
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
Iditarod Winner
3/18 6pm

My new toy
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
Sunday's Race Recap
This past Sunday in Las Vegas Jimmy Johnson took the checkered flag. Right behind him the number 24 of Jeff Gordon snatched second. I guess it doesn't get much better than that for me. My fantasy pick for last week was Mr. Johnson. So if I had to pick how the race would end, I would have had to pick Johnson first and Gordon second. Good race fellas. My fantasy pick for Altanta next weekend is the 99 Carl Edwards. My fantasy Nascar is going fairly well. The only driver to screw it up so far is Kasey Kahne. I had him winning in California and he crashed and DNF. No points for me that week. To catch you up with the standings: Mark Martin 1st in points, Jeff Gordon 2nd, Jeff Burton 3rd, Johnson 4th, Tony Stewart 13th, Little E 28th and Kasey Kahne 36th.
Monday, March 12, 2007
Snowshoeing
Saturday, March 10, 2007
Wasted Energy
Last night I went down to the Iron Rail, downtown Brainerd, to see my second cousin Andy Fischer perform with his band Wasted Energy. Andy is the lead singer. They've won several local singing contests including the Brainerd Battle of the Bands last summer. The entire band is still in high school and did an excellent job.Thursday, March 08, 2007
Brainerd area Polar Bear Plunge to benefit Minnesota Special Olympics is scheduled for this Saturday March 10th.Here's a little reminder of how it was last year Makita. Yikes that's a shrivel'r.
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
Larsmont Cottages on the Shores of Superior
Monday, March 05, 2007
Devils Lake Trip
The night started out with us arriving in Staples at 8pm. Our train was scheduled to leave at 1:42am....so we had some time to kill (more like brain cells to murder). We closed down our new favorite hangout "Twisted Sisters". Ellie's pictured here playing pool.
We didn't get out on the ice the first day because of the high winds....so we made the best of it.
Thursday, March 01, 2007
Winter Wonderland

Well winter has decided to finally grace us with it's presence. We received around 11 inches of snow over the past weekend and we're expecting another foot or so today into tomorrow. Wouldn't be a problem but we're going to be trying to get to North Dakota tonight to go fishing, where they are expecting equally troubling weather.Tuesday, February 27, 2007
2007 Iditarod Starts This Saturday March 3rd

Monday, February 26, 2007
Going to Devil's Lake via Amtrak

We're heading to Devil's Lake North Dakota to stick some jumbo perch. Friday morning at 2am (yep you read that right) a group of us are jumping on the Amtrak train here in Staples MN. Four and a half hours later, at 6:30 am, we'll get off in Devil's Lake North Dakota where we'll spend Friday and Saturday out on the ice. There's eight of us going: friends Ellie and Dave Boeckermann, friends Robin and Dale Kaiser, my cousin Jodi and Dick Calkins, Makita and myself. And let me tell you, we're ripp'n and rare'n to go. There's even rumors Shirley and Bill Bruers may make an appearance there in Devil's Lake. We'll be staying and fishing out of Woodland Resort. Makita grew up with Kyle, one of the resort owners. I suspect there will be quite a bit of partying and some heavy fishing as well. Might even be a few side bets. May the best gal win!
You can check out the website at http://www.woodlandresort.com
My Sporting Ups and Downs
The up: Jeff finished second yesterday. That puts him third in points. That's very good. Just to give you something to gauge that with, Jr. is in 41st place, Stewart in 21st, Kahne in 32nd (after not finishing yesterday....so much for my fantasy pick). Next week the Cup series has the week off. Then on to Las Vegas on March 11th. My pick for that race is last years Champion Jimmy Johnson.Saturday, February 24, 2007
Gordon takes the pole for Sunday's Cup race
Gordon turned a fast lap of 185.735 mph Friday to grab the 57th pole of his career. The year is off to a good start. Jeff ended up finishing 8th in the Daytona 500. Let's keep up the good work. 
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Smelly Guy
Sometimes you get the smelly guy. Oh you don’t think he’s going to be “the one” but much to your horror he is. He’s middle aged and sharp dressed. He has a yellow tie and a good looking suit on. The tag on his computer bag says he’s from some college. Starts with a B. No, not Berkley. It’s one I’ve never heard of. Which doesn’t mean anything since I haven’t heard of many. But as a general rule, if your school is not part of March Madness, I probably haven’t heard of you.This guy doesn’t speak to you. Oh no…he’s much too important and you are to much of a dweeb to address. He does however let you get in to the seat next to him. Now you’re all tucked in by the window in seat 5D. First Class. Ready for a nice two hour, forty minute jet ride that will take you half way across the USA. The sun is shinning. Things are nice. You’re reading your book. It’s rather interesting. Kind of weird. It’s about a guy that sees ghosts. You take off. Your neighbor seems restless. He’s constantly straitening his tie that is already perfectly straight. He makes sudden jerking motions. Like he might have an itch somewhere you shouldn't scratch in public.
You’re up there around 40 thousand feet. They bring you some coffee…in a real ceramic cup. None of that environmental killing Styrofoam. Not up there. Not in First Class. At first whiff you think maybe they’re cooking up a storm right there in the galley of the plane. It smells like tamales. Have you ever had a hot homemade tamale wrapped in corn husks? Good stuff. I’ve had them in Texas for breakfast. Yep…good stuff. But Northwest Airlines is not known to serve homemade tamales. But they do serve us a cheese omelet, fruit and a bagel. Okay stuff. I never do get another cup of coffee. My neighbor finishes his breakfast and gets up to visit with an associate sitting a few rows ahead of us. He’s gone for quite a while. I’m still snug as a bug reading my increasingly weirder novel. My neighbor returns. All of a sudden I smell tamales again. I realize he’s the source of this smell. What the hell? Where did he get involved with a tamale already today? Or is it some other corn product? I’m not sure. And why would he eat another breakfast here on the plane if he had already eaten, from what I gauge to be, a dozen or so tamales? Oh well. The ride continues.
Tamale guy is typing away on his computer and writing notes on his boarding pass. Each time he finishes writing he flips the note over to insure I don’t sneak a peak at his top secret college notes. Maybe he’s a sports scout and he’s writing down the next offer he’ll make to the next prospect player for his never heard of college. It probably says ‘Hookers, Jack, Roids and a Honda’.
We only have about an hour of the ride left. Then it hits you. Super smelly. What now? Fart. Flatulent. Gas. Pooper. Toot. Plain and simple. At first I suspect the rather large woman sitting ahead of me. As soon as the smell almost takes down the plane, she gets up and goes to the restroom. Good, now maybe that’s taken care of. But no. She returns and goes to sleep. And again and again and again I am assaulted by fart. Is it? Could it be? Tamale fart? Who knows. But I’m absolutely sure it was tamale guy that is leaking this toxic waste. Please just get us on the ground safely. I fear if this drifts up into the cockpit, the captain could go blind and we’ll have to rely on that 12 year old co-pilot to land this bird.
But all ends fine. My eyes are blood shot from the fumes. My gut hurts from the retching but otherwise all is okay. Good bye and good riddance Mr. Smelly Ass. May our paths never cross again while you’re in such a condition.



