Posted by: nativeiowan | December 14, 2017

2017 v12.the cool of the eve

Sitting outside the Palmwoods ranch. A cool breeze tinkles the wind chimes. Various species of birds make noise n argue n fight. The air is dominated by the shrill, childish chatter of Dawn and G.G.

I have been slow, slow, slow today.

Cooked a big feed for Gracie’s Birthday, yesterday.

Gracie’s young friend, Miriam, was going to come by and share a bottle of wine with Grace. So I whooped up a mess of Cajun Mojo pork and a Lemon Zinger cake. Both turned out pretty good. It took most of the day to do it all. Not because it is hard, but rather because I am a slow, messy cook.

As I was cooking away I gave our friend, Big G, a call and asked if he was hungry. Big G is single, and very much enjoys his home cooked meals. Its always good to ahve him around.

He was free and showed up about 6pm. We waited a bit for Miriam but eventually learned she could not make it so…

The nice bottle of red ( to go with the meal) and the nice bottle of white (to go with the cake) had one less partaker partaking,

So I had to tough-up and ensure both bottles got emptied…

I have been slow, slow, slow today. I don’t do red wine at all any more. Chateau Migraine is what I call red. And today is no exception. The bottle of good bubbly was a waste. A fun bubbly waste, but a waste non the less.

When will I ever learn????

If past experience is anything to go on… the answer is “never”.

So the sun sets. The kookaburra laughs. The little girls make too much noise.

Cajun Mojo Pork is a great dish. It starts with onions n garlic n red peppers all fried up in a roasting pan…2017-12-13 12.58.27

I do all the prep and final cooking in the same pan to get a lot of juice n drippijgs from the cook-up so its a nice, almost bbq type cosnitency with a very good Mojo flavour…

I add one-only thermal-nuclear red-bomb chili to make the whole thing dance a bit…2017-12-13 13.00.04

After the vegies all cooked I sear each pork chop in the pan…2017-12-13 13.03.40

So everything all ready in the roaster for a few hours of oven…2017-12-13 13.28.53

As the concoction cooked I did a number of different upside down cakes. Mostly to test my batter for the Zinger which required a bit of zest and lemon juice fresh from our garden…2017-12-13 14.17.52

The main part of a zinger is the syrup… about a cup of sugar and juice n zest from a few lemons. It is super sweet and super-super sour. Pretty good stuff…2017-12-13 15.28.17

A couple of the cakes… a big upside-down apple n a couple small pear and lemon cakes…2017-12-13 16.17.06

The Mojo Pork after its been melting in the pot for a while…2017-12-13 17.21.12

Took an old picture from our wedding on Moli Island, South Choiseul, and had it enlarged and framed as Gracie’s present. A very long time ago, when we were all young and beautiful…2017-12-13 13.39.12

Happy Birthday to you… G's 61st

The end of the night…2017-12-13 23.24.10

I cleaned up then (drunk as I was) wrapped Cmas presents until 2am. Very, very tired n sore n lazy all day today.

And life is good.

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Posted by: nativeiowan | December 3, 2017

2017 v12.1 The Itch Fer Ink

Sunday.

Damn! 12th month of the year!

Christmas just a stone-throw away.

I went down to visit my dear friends n family, Tu and Ify, yesterday. Of course Tu is the dude who inks me. Ify is his lovely lady, who has also inked me.

Check out… https://artselemental.com/artists/

If you ever wanted to get inked, or even if you have inked, you’ll appreciate their art form. Hell, even if you do not even like ink, their art form is killer.

It was in 2010 that I decided to start an ink programme… I decided to find an ink master and chase a career in wearable art. I had a  bit of ink then. My first ink session was a PCV obligatory “gupo” in June 1981. Years later I dressed the gupo up with a couple of sessions under the gun of a Kiwi guy whose influence was Polynesian.

I figured I stay with the Polynesian theme and started looking around. I was discussing this with Tu yesterday… I recall that I eventually got in contact with a guy out of Brisbane named “Marty” who had been recommended to me.  By the time I found him Marty had moved back to NZ. He gave me an email address for Arts Elemental. “A new guy on the Coast”, according to Marty.

Look what I just found… LMTL

So it was in 2011 when I first sat under Tu’s gun.

And the itch for ink has not diminished… 2017-12-03 11.11.08

As time goes on I don’t sit the long sessions like before. I guess part of the gig in the “old days” was the travel. Was moving a lot and needed to fly in, get inked then head home. Now days I drive down, we sit n chat n catch up for a couple of hours, then do a bit of ink. Tu and I discussed it as, perhaps, just perhaps being at a stage where I have a fair amount of ink and, tho keen for more, in no hurry, anymore.

Also, I don’t take the pain as well as when I was “younger”. I think of sitting for 3-4 hours straight then a break, then another couple of hours when my back got done. I remember going into a Pain-Accepting dream. Zoning out. Going to that “space”.

Not any more. I’m good for an hour or so at a punch. Ink a bit, have a cup of tea, ink a bit more… Like I said, no longer in  a hurry.

Today I am wrangling babies… Grace went off to church and I cast a sleep-spell. I have UFC on the tube so they sleep and I watch blood sports…

GG has woke up. Dawnie is fidgeting.

Rd 1 of a killer punch fest. Alaveria v Meneria… a killer first round.

And life is good.

 

 

 

 

Posted by: nativeiowan | November 28, 2017

2017 v11.olfartstress

As an official ol fart, I’m pretty relaxed. I live where I want and like, travel a lot, enjoy cool adventures in exotic places with cool people.

But nothing prepares me for my 2 two year old granddaughters.

Gloria Grace (GG) and Dawn Epiphany (ED) remind me of what a two year old experience can be… X 2.

I have raised 2 year olds before. I must be mad to be doing it again… and with 2 at once.

They look like angels. But they are evil. Evil I tell you…

But the whole scene, the complete picture is here…

We have been playing hard outside all day.

Pool time n vroom time n swings n volley ball n a big yard with a sand pit…

Dawnie got her foot up against the bike n got some blisters…

She didn’t scream or cry but we discovered the blisters shortly after n covered them in magical healing balm. She was trying to hide them from us.

GG is a pretty dominant force. Demands her way a lot. A lot! She and I do conflict.

She just played a game where she was not going to listen, refused to come lay down n sleep.

I insisted, she refused.

I won.

It took a long time and a lot of patience.

Maybe I have more patience these days than before?

I do look stressed, don’t I?

Posted by: nativeiowan | November 25, 2017

2017 v11.when refugees aren’t

You may have missed it… A bit of an “end” to a sad, telling, important story…

The remaining (in the hundreds) internees at the Austrian Immigration “processing centre” on MANUS ISLAND, PNG has been forcefully removed and relocated.

I feel this story is important in that it tells a story of refugees who are not refugees…

Today’s news is one of “triumph for the officials”, and complete loss for the would be refugees… http://www.sbs.com.au/news/article/2017/11/24/false-hope-duttons-scathing-attack-refugee-advocates-manus-centre-cleared

To understand this tale one must have a bit of an idea how the Australian Government approaches “immigration”. The answer is that The Australian have  a very hard/ harsh stance on immigration. I feel I can discuss with some authority this topic in that I have officially and legally immigrated to Australia. It was not easy.

This recent bit of verbiage pretty much explains the official position:

“You have compounded their problems by allowing them some message of false hope that somehow if they stayed in the regional processing centre in those conditions, it would twist the arm of the Australian government that we would change our policy and somehow the people would settle in Australia,” he said.

“That cruel hoax needs to come to an end. The Labor Party and the Greens and these advocates have been holding out this cruel hoax and providing this false promise to people in a very difficult situation.”

I am a dual passport carrier and have a fair amount of cash and assets. In order to legally immigrate (this means I am not a visitor in Aus, I am a resident under a conditional visa) I had to jump through many, many hoops. My wife and I both immigrated and it was doubly difficult. It took over 6 years.

The people at the Manus centre are not, I stress NOT, going to make it to Aus. As its stands they shall either choose to be returned to the homeland (and be paid a whack of cash) or settle in PNG.

The basics of the Manus centre are as follows: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manus_Regional_Processing_Centre

Now quickly note the centre is called a regional processing centre and has been operational for over 15 years. Some of the detainees have been there for the duration. Also, this is not the only such centre operated by Aus. Many people ahve been processed through the centre and into Australia. Hose remaining have not met the requirements. They have been offered alternatives but have chose to gamble that their acts would receive some level of leniency.

But why were they on Manus at all?

The idea is simple: Illegal immigrants arriving on Australian shores (by any means) shall not have their applications for refugee or immigrant status evaluated while they are on Australian soil.

This rule applies to all attempting to immigrate.

All would-be immigrants and would-be refugees must complete a mountain of paper work and be assessed/ vetted. I pointed out that my process took 6 years. And I have only been married once (still married to the same gal too), have never served in any military, nor been arrested or convicted of a crime. My case was technically an easy one… I had to list and explain my past 10 years of travel. Had to offer my current and past passport(s) and all residential addresses and education – ALL!.

If one is claiming refugee status they go into a different category. One is assessed as being a refugee. What is a refugee??? – a person who has been forced to leave their country in order to escape war, persecution, or natural disaster. –

If you claim refugee status and the officials decide you are not being truthful you are banned from applying for any Aus visas for a set period of time.

If you apply to immigrate and the officials decide you are not being truthful you are banned from applying for any Aus visas for a set period of time.

The remaining detainees have not met the requirements as either immigrants or refugees, and were removed from the now closed centre: http://www.news.com.au/national/manus-island-men-moved-by-force-as-police-storm-centre-again/news-story/64eee6f567b9bb696ea85d6498e055bd

Good? Bad?

The way it is?

But the rules are clear, the laws have been enforced. Fair or not, the outcome may have been predictable…

Especially when one is a Refugee that isn’t.

Posted by: nativeiowan | November 22, 2017

2017 v11.ontheroadagain

After quite a bit of tweeting in 3 different workshops the Shelby is back on the road.

Suspension got reoriented in 2 different shops. A new brain got installed by PowerCurve. My buddy Smiling Scotty worked his arse off to change tyres twice before we got it right.

I hear a track day calling .

I got gorgeous granddaughters to pose by my favourite Vroomoblie…

Posted by: nativeiowan | November 11, 2017

2017 v11.where dp the time go?

OK, I am lost in time and space. I can’t really recall my last post. I have been remiss. Absent. Lost in the ether. Living with a house of children.

2yr old terrors, Dawn E. and G.G., have been around for the past 11 months. Ok, its only been 10 days but it feels like 10 days…

And life is pretty OK…

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Posted by: nativeiowan | November 2, 2017

2017 v11.babygirls

All I can say is the baby girls are a heap of fun…

Posted by: nativeiowan | October 14, 2017

2017 v10.hopeittastesgood

Golly, half way through October. Been busy. Been on the road a lot lately. Been playing with the teenagers a lot. And have not been hurt. We go do flying trapeze lessons tomorrow.

Where are we? Full moon past. Weather is turning. Migratory birds happening.

Plenty of Bluezz happening… A nondescript mass killer in Vegas. Korea sure as hell rattling their swords. Storms n floods n winds n more storms and floods and winds. NFL have principles only when it suits them? Fire in Napa valley… the price of wine will go up.

My favourite blues-worthy tid bit is the Harvey Weinstein mess.

The blatant hypocrisy of the west-coast-liberal-left is nothing new, but this Weinstein gig rings an hypocritical bell of some sort.

The fake horror and shock and rejection is, well, its fake. And the assault and desertion of sleazy Weinstein is like a fresh shit sandwich. Nobody wants it, nobody wants to taste it, but after the liberal BS of accepting the likes of Bill Clinton and his dalliances, well, having to now dance and sing and be indignant, after knowing all and everything forever, means you gotta take a bite of the big, fresh shit sandwich.

I hope it tastes good.

I may be a bit out of line slagging the liberal-left. Abuse happens all the time. It is not new. And is never acceptable.

Abuse of office, position, power, money… its nasty and unacceptable wherever it takes place. Left or right, up or down.

Hypocrisy as well has not a limit nor a bias.

But I am a bit pissed off by people I admire. I think of Meryl Streep. I don’t know why but I really like her. Like her movies. Disliked her during the Democratic Convention when she was acting stupid but I still liked her as a performer.

But her public words in regards to the matter are important… they are important because she is a respected female in the “business” and we / I want to know what she thinks… not just about Hillary and politics but about Weinstein too. I vicariously respect her enough to put weight in what she says.

First off she was quiet. Supposedly off-line. When she did speak out… “Streep, who in 2012 called Weinstein “God” in a Golden Globe acceptance speech and appeared in numerous films produced by him, said the “disgraceful news about Harvey Weinstein has appalled those of us whose work he championed”.

When she says she is “appalled” does she mean she is just now appalled or has been appalled, but has not spoken out? I know she stated she “did not know about the reported claims that he had undressed in front of actresses and assistants or asked young women to give him massages.”

Which is patent bullshit.

Guy like Weinstein don’t keep secrets. He is a bully and an abuser. He bullies and abuses compliance and cooperation. he is, as Ms Streep said “God”. People don’t tell god’s secrets.

You try to tell me Ms Streep didn’t know, even a little bit about decades of abuse.

Sorry, don’t buy it.

Hope it do taste good…

More later

Posted by: nativeiowan | October 2, 2017

2017 v9.weekend wunderings

Turns into v10.0… I started this a week ago and am now a month behind…

Damn!

I had started last week by saying:

Golly, day, date all elusive. I guess September is running towards its close. October soon to come. August is my favourite month…

Been back here in the land of Aus for a couple weeks. Been on my bikes n have had the 4wheelers out n about. The SunnyCoast is a good place.

What I was saying then still applies… So a week flashes past and here I am, again in weekend wunderings and kitchen bliss.

A huge part of my distraction/ aversion to time management is having the boys, Mendoza and Angelo, home from boarding school. Part is that Gracie flew off with a group of friends to Israel last week. Part of it is I decided to clean my shed.

Part off it is that I am a retired ol fart n love to procrastinate.

Today/ Monday is Queen’s Birthday here so public holiday. Boys should go back to school tomorrow. Don flies in from Solos in the afternoon so we’ll pick him up, have the eve, then up at 3am to make it to Toowoomba by 7am.

Today is a big meat and potato feed for the boys. Fatten them up before they head back to “prison”.

We’ve been planning this meal for a few days and Mendoza has been hanging out for it…IMG_8755

The other day I made leftovers n he was grumpy. He was hanging for the pie. And this one was/ is worth waiting for… the spuds come from the garden and are very very nice spuds… IMG_8748

I’d say there is about 10 litres/ half a 20 litre bucket here. At least 3 kilos/ 6-7 lbs.

I messed up a big meaty saucy sorta deal with onions and peppers and tomatoes. IMG_8752

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Then I concocted one of my very nice white sauces… IMG_8754

The device I am using is, I dare to say, better than a whisk… I love my whisk and to say that Gracie found a cheap kitchen tool at the mall that is better than my whisk, well, its a pretty big endorsement. It is a good tool and keeps the sauce from being splattered all over the walls… IMG_8753

Had a good lighting storm recently. Am kinda impressed I managed to grab this shot with my phone…IMG_8342

The boys are unhappy that I chose last week as our annual (its been 3 years) spring cleanup of the shed. We emptied it and washed it out… It was very dirty. We luckily found no nasty snakes or spiders but moved mountains of dirt n ol dog hair. It even smells good…IMG_8747

My glutes are sore. It took 4 days (and I am still not done) but everything is inside and its pretty tidy. And I am sore, sore, sore… And it is raining, so life is pretty damn good. We need the rain.

The weather last week was hot, dry and perfect for a shed clean up.

For a few nights everything was out of doors, sleeping under the stars… IMG_8742

Cars and bikes and tools n toys… all outside…IMG_8741

Moving back in was a bitch… It was like a huge workout, like moving house, more work than riding long distance. But the result is a clean shed.

Moving back in was a bitch…IMG_8740

Thank goodness for the boys. They did the ladder climbing. So I prove that an ol fart and two strong boys can do a lot.

We moved everything, Maybe 2 tonnes of gear, that is stored above the kitchen area. Cleaned and sprayed and managed everything at altitude. Some of it all came down, was inspected for need or want, and put back up under cover. Funny how very little was disposed of. We simply lifted, shifted and sorted a pile of “stuff”.

Got a good pict of the 57 Indian…IMG_8738

Came across Doktor Willis’ navigational devices as I cleaned. made me smile.

One day, Big Bro, one day… And I look forward to the instruction…IMG_8743

In my family a marble reminds us of my deceased father.  Its a long story but when ever we find a marble we smile, noting the ol Dawg be still around… IMG_8746

The pie is cooked. The boys honked into it before it cooled so the cheese ran but it turned out great.

For those in “the know” please note I am using Zai’s “vanuatu pot”…

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Big smiles

More later

Posted by: nativeiowan | September 8, 2017

2017 v9.flyingSouth

I am sitting in the Tom Bradley Int Airport/ LAX. I have a few more hour to wait. So I sit here in the “lounge” and keep miming occupied and my throat lubricated. Its not a bad place to be…

I’ll try to recount my past few weeks of fun…

Aug 14th, riding out of LA…2017-08-14 10.55.44Aug 15, heading to the Grand Canyon…2017-08-15 08.38.14Aug 16, heading north into Utah…2017-08-16 10.09.09Aug 17, enjoying Utah…2017-08-17 11.36.3718, another hotel room…2017-08-18 09.06.4819, looks like Montana…2017-08-19 10.48.3020th, Camp Eclipse…2017-08-20 10.40.39

21st, Camp Eclipse take112017-08-21 11.35.3822nd, riding out of Idaho…2017-08-22 08.12.0523rd, into Wyoming…2017-08-23 09.59.2723rd, The green of Nebraska n Iowa…2017-08-24 08.35.3524th, in Iowa…2017-08-25 14.35.4426th, The big-hype fight in Independence…2017-08-26 19.58.2628th… last night with the family…2017-08-28 16.57.2329th… heading south…2017-08-29 08.56.0429th, 2017-08-30 09.31.10Morning of the 30th… chasing my shadow…2017-08-31 07.35.5931st, In Colorado…2017-09-01 09.33.271st of September… the hot highways of Arizona/ California…2017-09-02 11.49.272nd, last ride into LA town…2017-09-03 07.39.45

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