Archive - Nov 2003


November 9th


Went to karaoke last night in town. Fun to hobnob, and then get up every twenty minutes or so and sing a tune. About seven people from my graduating class were there. Found out from one that I had been responsible for giving him a not-to-flattering nickname in 6th grade which has stuck to the present day. Ugh, what little monster I was.

November 7th

Cold and clear

It's minus a few degrees tonight. Perfectly still. Full moon. The snow reflects the moonlight and makes the night twilight bright. It would be a beautiful night to go out cross country skiing. Its been so many years, though, that I have forgotten where my skis are.

Last night, in much the same conditions, I got up from bed in the middle of the night to see a big buck eating the grass under a small oak fifty yards from my sliding window. What a placid scene, lit up with the ethereal moonlight.

More Feasting

The holiday binge, which has only just begun, continued tonight at Mom and Dad's with a ham dinner by Mom. Baked potatoes. Squash with marshmallows. And delicious apple pie. The local cousins gathered to visit with Uncle Rolly and Aunt Jean.

November 6th

China Buffet, and an Aunt Ede meal, all in one day...

For my non-hot-beef-sandwich meal in Fargo today, I picked the new China Buffet House on Main Avenue, just west of the freeway. Darn good. Dozens of dishes. Lots of people. Great flavorings. The Buffet House is in a former Embers. I am afraid that if you carefully examined Chinese food, as it is served in such places, that it would be loaded with saturated fats and all kinds of things that are very bad for you. It is made worse by my habit of eating only meat. Salmon. Pork. Four kinds of chicken. Shrimp. And roast beef. No room for veggies.

Apologies to the fine folks at Barnes and Noble...

I take back everything I said below about doing business with Barnes and Noble. Last book, they gave me the impression that if they bought any directly from me without first sending them to the distributor in Tennessee, they would be hauled to headquarters and dipped head first in a cauldron of boiling oil. Today I brought my new book into the Fargo store and the manager said, well, we need them right now, bring in twenty and we'll get you a check. She was a bit taken aback by my big hug, but I don't care. It was very exciting. She paid a higher price than headquarters would have, too.

Trip to Fargo

We have a little charade we go through at the nursery when somebody wants to take a trip to Fargo. The trip cannot be for pleasure, it must have a business justification. The flimsier the excuse the better. Today, I am going to run down and get my oil changed. I could do it myself in the shop, or I could do it locally, but no, I am going to Fargo to the big dealership. Hardly worth a 140 mile round trip. But we also have run short of potato chips. And I am out of milk.

November 5th

Hibernation urges

Eat, sleep. Such are the instincts when the weather gets cold. Immoderate coffee intake does little to keep me alert. Yawns take over. Adding ten pounds of padding is par for the course this time of year. The holiday feasting schedule contributes to the process. Yawn.

People are grumbling about the onset of winter weather. If we had a day like today in February, twenty-some degrees, a little melting, we would be happy. In November, the same sort of weather is an insult.

Book Business

Nothing more fun than selling books. Have had orders for 110 in the past three days' mail. Packaging them up and sending them out is a festive process.

This morning, I attempted to register the new book with Ingram Books, the supplier which sells to Barnes and Noble, B. Dalton and Waldenbooks. Ingram takes 60% off the cover price. No profit at that rate, but you have to be in those stores.

In line at the referendum

A referendum to pass a levy on property taxes for the Fertile-Beltrami school was held yesterday. Voting took place at the school. When I arrived, there was a long line to vote. Lots of jokes about getting flu shots, since the line looked a little bit like we would all get pricked at the front. After the snow of the past few days, I think it was a nice break for people to get out of the house and have an excuse to stand in line with people you seldom have a chance to talk to. I know it was for me. Talked to dozens of people. Lots of laughs.

November 4th

Wild Rice Church

Planted a tree down at Wild Rice Church yesterday. It is several miles southeast of Twin Valley, a mile off the main road running to Waubun, right along the Wild Rice river. It was cold and windy. The spade crunched through a little ice on the way through the sod, but the digging was easy. Sandy soil. Good for trees.