Monday, January 27, 2020

Delta Airlines Lost My Gun - #2

On to conclude the story.  If you're just joining us, you may want to first visit the first installment of Delta losing my gun.

As stated previously. Delta refused to deliver my gun to me.  They claim they don't deliver guns, despite that being exactly what they were doing the previous 24 hours.  I got that from both the agent at Fargo, as well as the person that was "helping" me on Twitter:

Hence, I dutifully hopped into my truck and drove the hour drive, one way, to get my property back from Delta.

Except they do deliver firearms.  They drove Fuzzy's right to him.  

Crappy service is one thing.  Being lied to (and being able to document it) is another thing altogether.  

Going on a hunting trip with Delta?  Flyer beware...

Sunday, January 26, 2020

Sunday Gospel Matthew 4:12-23

12 Hearing that John had been arrested he withdrew to Galilee,

13 and leaving Nazara he went and settled in Capernaum, beside the lake, on the borders of Zebulun and Naphtali.

14 This was to fulfil what was spoken by the prophet Isaiah:

15 Land of Zebulun! Land of Naphtali! Way of the sea beyond Jordan. Galilee of the nations!

16 The people that lived in darkness have seen a great light; on those who lived in a country of shadow dark as death a light has dawned.

17 From then onwards Jesus began his proclamation with the message, 'Repent, for the kingdom of Heaven is close at hand.'

18 As he was walking by the Lake of Galilee he saw two brothers, Simon, who was called Peter, and his brother Andrew; they were making a cast into the lake with their net, for they were fishermen.

19 And he said to them, 'Come after me and I will make you fishers of people.'

20 And at once they left their nets and followed him.

21 Going on from there he saw another pair of brothers, James son of Zebedee and his brother John; they were in their boat with their father Zebedee, mending their nets, and he called them.

22 And at once, leaving the boat and their father, they followed him.

23 He went round the whole of Galilee teaching in their synagogues, proclaiming the good news of the kingdom and curing all kinds of disease and illness among the people.

In today's gospel, we find Jesus filling out his team, and doing so quite adeptly.  Can you imagine being tapped for this by the Lord?  Moreover, can you imagine just dropping everything for someone you don't know, whom you just met, and leaving everything?

That's sacrifice for faith.

While few are called like Simon, Andrew, James or John, God does call us.  The ask might be a whisper, or it might be a shout, but ask of us He does.  

How do we answer?  Do we do so only when it's convenient for us?  Do we ignore and pretend we don't hear?  

We don't have nets to leave, but we all have other baggage.  Baggage that would serve us well if we dropped it.  Baggage that needs to be dropped in order to answer.

Like the apostles, what we drop and how we answer isn't a sacrifice, it's an opportunity.  

The ask is there.  How will we respond?  

Saturday, January 25, 2020

Saturday Song Share: Foo Fighters - 2112 Overture

From Rush's induction into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, a resounding cover by some of the Foos:

Friday, January 24, 2020

Trump to Speak at Today's March for Life

In an unprecedented move, President Trump will be the first sitting president to speak in-person to the crowd today at the annual March for Life.  For those that may not know the event, the March is an annual rally at the Mall in Washington DC for the right to life.  It draws in excess of 100,000 (last year's estimate was 200,000) and is routinely ignored by the mainstream media.  

I mean buried.  Zero reporting.

The media has the story this year, claiming that Trump is using it to obfuscate from his impeachment proceedings.  Personally, I think the move is brilliant.  Trump is using the media's hatred of him to cast light onto an event that they have attempted to shield from mainstream America for decades.  Real jujitsu stuff by Trump.

It will be interesting to see how the media cover the story today.  Expect crowd sizes to be downsized if not abjectly ignored.  And certainly, the messages of the March will absolutely be ignored.  We'll see how it all plays out.  In the meantime, we wish the attendees a good march, and that their efforts change hearts and policies.

Thursday, January 23, 2020

Too Much Fuzzy

I've been on a hunting trip to Louisiana with Fuzzy, and we had a blast.  It's always good to see kin, and being able to also see ducks was just icing on the cake.

We shared a room at the local hotel.  Not a great room, but comfortable enough with dual twin beds and a serviceable shower.  It's really all we need.

A couple of nights ago, I woke to go use the facilities as middle-aged men are wont to do.  Having done my business, I climbed back into my bed to resume my slumber, when Fuzzy reached out and touched me.

What the hell is he doing in my bed?

I cracked open an eye.  Was I in the right spot?  I had made a similar error many years before on a hunting trip and it was damned embarrassing.  No, I was where I needed to be.

Hey, wait a minute.  I'm home.  My bed partner is actually my wife.

Thank God.

I think it's easy to say I've seen way too much of Fuzzy these past couple of days.

Dorothy was right - there is no place like home.


Wednesday, January 22, 2020

Delta Airlines Lost My Gun - #1

The good news is that Delta got Fuzzy and I home from our trip to Louisiana for our annual January duck hunt.  The bad news is that Delta lost our guns.

It has been an incredibly frustrating process, rife with errors, people that do not know what they're doing, and absolutely no empathy, much less compensation.  

As of this writing, one gun was acquired (I won't say returned as I needed to drive an hour one-way in near blizzard conditions to pick it up), and Fuzzy's is still missing.

The full details are coming, but I really want this to rank from an SEO standpoint, so I'm breaking it up.  Look for the whole nightmare in a post in the next day or two.

In the meantime, if you're travelling with firearms, stay way away from Delta.  They absolutely could not care less about you or your property.

Monday, January 20, 2020

My Last Cabbie

As I completed my trade show on Thursday, I hailed a cab for the ride back to the airport.  I got picked up by an older gentleman, and we began making small talk.  He inquired where I was from, and upon hearing my reply, asked if that was anywhere near Leech Lake.

Needless to say we hit it off.

We talked about his fishing trips to Leech, then his time flying in the Navy, where he lost a lot of friends, but also met JFK and Jackie, as well as John McCain, and the stories were discussed in detail.  We then talked about life after the war, raising kids, and owning a line of restaurants.  We then talked about the loss of his wife five years ago, and the loss of his son just last December 24.

His son was a pit boss, a non-smoker, who acquired double lung cancer.  Dead at 49.  His wife left him upon him losing his job because he was too ill to work.

As we approached the airport, he stated, "I figure I can pay off my son's bills in about three years.  At that point, I am done workin'."

I tipped him 150%, to which he seemed genuinely touched, and sent me off with a "God bless you, sir!"

Did I get played?  I asked myself that walking through the airport.  He sure sounded ex-military, and our discussion on helicopters and ships seemed legit.  How he felt about McCain is exactly like my cousin, so that seemed real as well.  Finally, we started out with him asking about Leech Lake, for cryin' out loud.

I feel crappy harboring the thought that I got played, and resigned myself that I was either in the company of a hero, of one of the world's best story tellers.  

Regardless of which it was, the tip was justified.

Sunday, January 19, 2020

Prayer to St. Michael

A couple of years ago, after a couple of especially egregious abuse stories broke about the Catholic church, our church adapted the Prayer to St. Michael at the end of mass.

Thank God!

As a practicing Catholic, I believe that evil exists in our world.  I also believe that if evil had their druthers, the place they'd most wish to be made manifest is in the Catholic church.  The horrific abuse that has be perpetrated for decades now, to me, is a total sign of that.

As much as it pains me to say it, Satan has established a strong beachhead in our church.  

That's why I love us reciting the prayer.  We all know evil has a foothold in our church, and beyond just praying to God for her, we're seeking proactive protection, not only for the church, but for all of us.  If priests can be turned, the laity certainly can be as well.

Evil is literally everywhere in our world.  Seeking an ally in our fight against it seems like a wise thing to do.

Saint Michael the Archangel,
defend us in battle,
be our protection against the wickedness and snares of the devil;
may God rebuke him, we humbly pray;
and do thou, O Prince of the heavenly host,
by the power of God, cast into hell
Satan and all the evil spirits
who prowl through the world seeking the ruin of souls.