Friday JohnKu – AKA – TGIF – FRI-Yay/Good News

Today’s good news comes from the Good News Network. Here it is in its entirety.

Weed Warriors in Action – credit, Montgomery County Parks.

Wash. D.C’s ‘Weed Warrior’ Volunteers Tackle ‘Mile-a-Minute’ Invasives to Save the Capital’s Trees

Around the capital beltway or Washington’s famous Rock Creek Park, you may see a group of people ripping up vines along the treeline beside the roads.

If you have then you’ve glimpsed superheroes who traded in their capes for gardening gloves and their time for the satisfaction of terminating an invasive species and saving a native tree.

Washington D.C’s “Weed Warriors” are a group of volunteers going back to 1999 that work for free to keep hundreds of species of invasive shrubs, vines, and climbers from taking over native ecosystems.

Among the 600 or so non-native invasive plant species found in and around our nation’s capital, some, like Polygonum perfoliatum, also known as the “mile-a-minute” vine, can be devastating. Suffocating trees by overgrowing the leaves in their canopy branches, a mile-a-minute can kill thousands of trees every year.

Since 1999, Weed Warrior volunteers have logged over 135,000 hours of time weed whacking in Montgomery County alone. Anyone can become a Weed Warrior; the group works in units for two-hour spaces removing weeds or planting native species in their place.

These invasive species management events are led by specially-trained volunteer Weed Warrior Supervisors and/or staff from the Montgomery Parks Dept. Warriors can get certified to de-weed in their spare time or lead events on their own. They can even have their own unique patch of ground in the D.C.-Metro area to control.

Why would anyone want to trade their free time for laboring hours away for free doing something our tax dollars are supposed to do for us? The answer is simple: it’s addicting.

“If I have any good mental health, it’s due to Weed Warrioring,” said 74-year-old area resident Barbara Francisco. “You have a sense of accomplishment.”

Francisco spoke to Justin Moyer of the Washington Post, who found the volunteer groups were filled with people who were happy to get out into nature and make a meaningful impact on biodiversity.

Weed Warriors planting native species – retrieved from Montgomery County Parks

The Weed Warriors website states that non-native, invasive plant species (NNIs) can alter the complex webs of plant-animal associations that have evolved over thousands of years to such a degree that plants and animals once familiar to us are eliminated.

In meadows, for example, NNI monocultures can threaten butterfly populations because they can no longer find the native host plants they depend on for survival. In forests, NNI vines can strangle and smother trees. NNI shrubs can displace and shade out native plants that provide birds and other wildlife with food and shelter.

Recent research has even shown that NNIs can alter soil chemistry and disrupt the growth of the mycorrhizal fungi on which healthy forests depend.

Anyone who feels this is something they want to contribute their time to can go to the Montgomery County Parks website here and look at the upcoming Weed Warrior events—the next one is October 21st.

The good news is there are folks who care enough to spend their own time in saving indigenous plant life. Today’s JohnKu talks about investment. I hope you have a super weekend.

Volunteer by John W. Howell © 2023

Scratch a volunteer,

And underneath, you will find . . .

Passion, strength, and love.

Thursday – A Little Personal – Twiggy and Chuck-it.

“What’s up?”

“This ball is driving me crazy.”

Why’s that?”

“It just sits there. I want it to run or something.”

“That’s a chuck-it ball. You need someone to throw it.”

“Well, now that you mention it, I think I know the someone who can help me.”

“Okay, Twiggy. Here’s the ball. Who wants the Chucky ball?”

“Just toss it, will you, Dad? Wait, did you say Chucky?”

“Yes, I think it was a slip of the tongue.”

“It’s getting to be Halloween time. Chucky was that scary doll, right?”

“Yes, but your ball is called Chuck-it, not Chucky.”

“Humm, next, we might have to worry about a werewolf.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Well, when you think of Halloween, a werewolf naturally enters the picture.”

“I think it is too early to worry about a werewolf.”

“You could be right. I think I will focus on playing with Cheeseburger.”

“Where are you going?”

“I think I hear a door-to-door salesperson and need to get my bark on.”

“There are no door-to-door salespeople here. Come on and get Chuck-it.”

“Not a chance.”

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Thanks to Teagan for her Halloween Game/Creativity Challenge

You can read more about it by clicking the link. The three Halloween things assigned to the first initial of John were: Werewolf, door-to-door sales, and Chucky.

Bad Moon Rising with Teri Polen

Today I am at Teri Polen’s place, participating in her Bad Moon Rising feature.  This feature is an annual event bringing together authors for the entire month. Teri has a set of questions that the authors can select to answer. The results are fun and often surprising. Come visit at https://teripolen.com/2023/10/11/badmoonrising-the-last-drive-by-john-w-howell-supernatural-thriller-historical/

Teri Polen reads and watches horror, sci-fi, and fantasy. The Walking Dead, Harry Potter, and anything Marvel-related are likely to cause fangirl delirium. She lives in Bowling Green, KY, with her husband, sons, and black cat. Sarah, her debut novel, was named a horror finalist in the 2017 Next Generation Indie Book Awards.

Her Books

   

Thanks for hosting, Teri.

Tuesday – Anything Possible – Kreative Kue # 402 by Keith Channing

In Keith’s words.

“Using this photo (below) as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; even just a caption for the photograph. Either put your offering (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithchanning@gmail.com before Sunday evening UK time. If you post it on your own blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated, but please do also mention it in a comment here. Thank you for taking part.”

Here is a link to Keith’s post https://keithchanning.wordpress.com/2023/10/09/kreative-kue-402/

The photo.

My Position by John W. Howell © 2023

“What’s this number twelve mean?”

“You’re the twelfth fastest qualifier.”

“Okay. But in terms of the race, what does it mean?”

“You are in the twelfth starting position.”

“You mean there are eleven ahead of me?”

“Well, there are three rows across, so that means you are in the fourth row outside position.”

“What does ‘outside position’ mean?”

“The inside is by the rail. You are two camels to the right of the rail.”

“How can a person win from way back there?”

“It is possible, but I’ll admit it is harder than the number one position.”

“Who’s number one?”

“Sassy Sady.”

“Who?”

“The camel’s name is Sassy Sady.”

How many camels are in the race?”

“Twelve.”

“So I’m behind the whole flock?”

“Entrents.”

“Huh?”

“The flock, as you say, are called entrants.”

“But I’m behind them all.”

“Except for the two abreast of you.”

“I might as well call this an outing and just take my time.”

“Except for the mob bets, I would agree.”

“Mob bets?”

“Yeah, the odds are forty-six to one you will win?”

“So, who would bet on me?”

“The mob.”

“Why?”

“They think you might win, so I would give it your best.”

“Or what?”

“Ever hear of cement overshoes?”

“No.”

“Take my advice and run like your life depends on it.”

“They can’t be serious.”

“Never saw one of ’em crack a smile.”

“How does this happen?”

“Luck, I guess. See ya at the start.”

 

 

 

Top Ten Things Not to Do While Tailgating at an American Football Game

Pixabay photo

 

This post ran on September 12, 2017. Since American football is well underway, it still might be helpful.

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Top Ten Things Not to Do While Tailgating at an American Football Game

The inspiration for this list is the return of the American football season. The schedule is in full swing, and here are a few things to avoid this year.

10 If you are tailgating, do not set out an overstuffed couch. If you do, at best, folks will think you are so seventies. At worst, someone may get confused and believe they are in Morgantown, West Virginia, and set fire to it. (You thought it would be a statement of elegance, didn’t you, Baltazar?)

9 If you are tailgating, do not think a candelabra belongs in a stadium parking lot. If you do, at best, your fellow tailgaters will take you for an effete intellectual snob. At worst, Tiny, the WWF champ mourning Liberace’s passing, will believe you want him to join your party. (A sad, drunk Tiny is not a pretty picture, is it, Barnaby?)

8 If you are tailgating, do not set up a beer pong table. If you do, at best, you might attract the wrong crowd. At worst, that young person who has been playing so well is carded by the police. (Nice to know you are now charged with contributing to the delinquency of a minor, huh, Barrington?)

7 If you are tailgating, do not think yours will be the best grill in the lot. If you do, at best, the one next door is better. At worst, your grill does not even rank in the top one hundred. (CNN wants to interview you for a feature named “The Biggest Grill Losers.” Time to pack up, Beauregard)

6 If you are tailgating, do not think your propane tank is full without checking. If you do, at best, you give new meaning to medium rare. At worst, no one in the lot will be willing to loan you their propane tank. (Everyone you ask gives you that “Get away from me look right, Bennet?)

5 If you are tailgating, do not forget your portable satellite antenna. If you do, at best, you’ll have to attend the game. At worst, you may get caught trying to tap into the antenna cable next door. (You thought it would be a quick splice and done. How’s that black eye feeling, Bixby?)

4 If you are tailgating, do not run out of your favorite beverage. If you do, at best, you’ll have water. At worst, trying to borrow a cup of beer from your neighbors will be met with scorn. (Who knew everyone would turn their back on you, Bronson?)

3 If you are tailgating, do not forget to wear your team colors. If you do, at best, everyone will assume you are a guest. At worst, those around you who are in favor of one team will think you are in favor of the other. (No use trying to explain that you love their team, Byron.)

2 If you are tailgating, do not serve petits-fours to your guests. At best, they will claim to be full. At worst, you see them at another tailgate gorging themselves on chili and Polish sausage. (You have to remember where you are, Baldwin.)

1 If you are tailgating, do not over-serve yourself. If you do, at best you can über home. At worst, you’ll have to ask your partner to drive home. (How many lectures will it take so you never do that again, Barnabas?)

Views of the Neighborhood – National Night Out with the Lakeway Police

Last week was National Night Out, and here in Lakeway, the Police Department sponsored a visit to their headquarters. We can step back in time and visit this event.  The Police Department has opened its facility to give the public an idea of its services. We are going just before everyone arrives to see what they have prepared. We are catered by Olmalie in Austin. Our entertainment is (who Else) The Police.

Menu

Picture of an old time school bus

So let’s get on the bus.

Here we are at  Lakeway Police Headquarters.

A cornhole game is set up.

Mounted Police Officer.

A large screen with rotating photos of the department.

It is an excellent area to have a bite to eat.

Speaking of a place to eat. How about some pizza?

Cookies for dessert and soft drinks.

A K9 officer and his happy pup.

Sometimes, a SWAT team is needed.

The court is represented.

The Department’s Victim Services.

Lakeway activities.

Crime Scene Investigators.

The Telecommunications Group has giveaways.

Goodie Bag.

Name the fish contest.

I liked this sign. If you see something online, there is a safe place to meet your buyer.

That is our tour. I thank the Lakeway Police Department for hosting this National Night Out event. Now it’s time for some food and music. I hope you have a super week.

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt “Prime”

A picture of a string with drops of water- the logo for SoCS

 

Waiting for a lifesaving ten ounces of Columbia’s finest liquid personality can challenge the nerves. Sure, it’s only three minutes, but it can seem like a lifetime when the nerve endings scream for relief. Caffeine addiction is a prime reason to be on edge, as the mechanics of producing the soothing syrup seem to be moving in slow motion.

The aroma and the click of the message to ‘enjoy’ signals the pain is almost over. A sip of the crema and the inhalation of the curative vapors lead to the belief that one will live. A walk to the patio, cup in hand, completes the morning. Since the seasonal change from Hell’s Back Porch to I Think We Are Going to Live has lowered the temperatures from the 100s to the 90s, life outside is possible.

Recent rains have left the Earth smelling like life has returned, and the reoccurring circling of the vultures has given way to the happy sounds of songbirds. Yes, the Texas summer seems to be over, and now it is time to enjoy the outdoors.

Feet up, contemplating a relaxing day is a brief respite from the cares of the world. A small shadow begins to widen around me. Clearly, a rather large box has been jettisoned from an unseen flying machine. As the square shadow continues to expand, it occurs to me that movement away from the contact point might be a good idea.

Jumping up and screaming like a first grader saves my bones from a crushing introduction to a very well-fortified box from the ACME air delivery service. Attached to the box is an envelope on a string. The return address is Linda Hill. The message inside says, Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “prime.” Use it as an adjective or a verb, use it any way you’d like. Have fun!

To see what others do with this prompt, visit Linda’s blog. Here is the link.https://lindaghill.com/2023/10/06/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-oct-7-2023/

Prime by John W. Howell © 2023

“Another box?”

“Looks like it.”

“Your prime plot point.”

“Well it beats other things.”

“Like what?”

“Urns.”

“Yeah that one was a stretch for sure.”

“So who knows what is in that thing.”

“I’m surprised it didn’t smash apart.”

“I thought you would say something like ‘I’m gald you weren’t crushed.'”

“Look around.”

“What?”

“This is a blog not the real world.”

“I’m missing the point.”

“I knew you wouldn’t be crushed. If you were this puppy would be over.”

“I guess that’s true.”

“Now if you want to talk real.”

“Uber so we can fill our gut with VooDoo Ranger Imperial IPA.”

“Already called he’s sitting right over there. The green car.”

“That 1952 Studebaker Commander State?”

Photo by Dan Antion

“Yeah that’s the one.”

“Well at least we have a car this time.”

“About that.”

“What.”

“It has no motor so we have to push it.”

“Not even going to ask or argue. Let’s hope for a favarable down hill run.”

“Coming back hom might be a problem.”

“Yeah but then I’ll have fortification.”

“True that.”

Friday JohnKu – AKA- TGIF Fri-Yay/Good News.

U.S. Air Force Capt. Joshua Haveman (left) and the splint he made for the injured climber (right) – courtesy of Travis AFB.

Today’s good news story comes from the Good News Network.

Trapped on Tiny Ledge, Fallen Hiker with Mangled Legs Rescued by Off-Duty Air Force Hero

An off-duty Air Force Captain proved himself worthy of rank and regalia after conducting a daring rescue of a fallen hiker on the shoulder of Yosemite’s Half Dome.

Capt. Joshua Haveman, 60th Air Evacuation Squadron, was hiking the famous peak in September when he saw a climber slip in wet conditions and fall perhaps as many as 80 feet down onto a precarious ledge.

Haveman and the other hiker were at a section of the hike where, to pass up solid granite, a series of cables embedded into the rock are necessary for safety and leverage. If they don’t have a harness, rope, and carabiners to secure themselves to the cables, hikers are left simply holding onto or using them as handholds.

Without hesitation, Haveman took action. Faced with harsh winds, slippery rock, and hail, he made a decision to venture outside the permanent cable barriers to reach the fallen climber, Travis Air Force Base wrote in a statement.

His climbing experience and extensive medical training proved invaluable in this life-or-death situation.

“You could see that his legs were not naturally oriented at all, so I started collecting sticks from Sub Dome and started climbing,” Haveman recalled. “Other climbers were concerned for my safety, but the guy was just up there screaming in pain, so I left the cable area and climbed on the ledge.”

Half Dome, Yosemite -credit Travis AFB

Using makeshift splints fashioned from sticks, Haveman provided crucial first aid to the injured climber by securing above and below the tibia/fibula fracture and wrapping his injured ankle with an ace bandage he had in a medical kit he had brought.

To shield the climber from the harsh elements and apparent shock, Haveman covered the climber with his jacket while organizing a call to search and rescue.

“After about 45 minutes, the Park Ranger emergency medical technician came up with a full medical bag, so we were able to use a structural aluminum malleable splint to better stabilize him,” Haveman explained.

“The weather was improving, so more climbers were able to come up and offer their assistance. They took up a collection of supplies that we were able to use to make an improvised pulley system to lower him the 30 feet down to sub dome.”

Ultimately, the climber was medically evacuated via helicopter, receiving the critical medical attention they urgently required. Without Haveman’s swift and selfless actions, the outcome could have been far more tragic.

“I wasn’t sure a helicopter would be able to land with the winds being as strong as they were, so we were preparing to carry him 10 or 12 hours down with a six-man litter,” Haveman said with a pause.

“Apparently, it was this pilot’s first day on the job, and he was amazing! It took him about 15 minutes, but he was able to sit the chopper down, and we were able to get the patient loaded and breathe a sigh of relief.”

It’s safe to say on behalf of the injured climber and everyone else in the country things can only go so wrong when we have people like Capt. Haveman working and walking among us; his bravery and ingenuity are a credit to the Force and the country at large.

The good news here is that Captain. Haveman was in the right place at the right time to save this man’s life. Today’s JohnKu talks about coincidence. I hope you have a wonderful weekend.

Fate by John W. Howell © 2023

When events collide,

Maybe it’s coincidence . . .

Or the hand of fate.

Thursday – A Little Personal – The Day Off.

“So, what’s going on, Twiggy?

“We got our COVID booster and man, I’m wiped out.”

 

 

“Wait a minute. I got the Covid booster. Why are you wiped out?”

“I think it might be a sympathy wipeout.”

“I certainly hope you don’t feel as bad as I do.”

“I think that is a worthy hope.”

“Well, either way, it is comforting having you near.”

“I feel the same.”

“I think we should spend the day on the couch.”

“Sign me up for sure.”

Guest Post – Dan Antion to introduce – Secrets Held Against Evil #newbook

 

It is a pleasure to have Dan Antion visit Fiction Favorites, as Dan and I have been following each other since November 2014. I think we all enjoy visiting Dan on his blog, No Facilities. You can go there now if you want to read his introduction post.

In addition, Dan hosts the popular feature Thursday Doors, which has a large following. You can go HERE if you want to learn more about that as well.

So, not only is Dan a talented blogger, but he has written four entertaining books. His visit today is to introduce you to his latest book four, Secrets Held Against Evil.

Book Blurb:

Zach Amsted, his best friend Billy, and FBI Special Agent Thomas Slocum caused a lot of collateral damage as they battled each other and then teamed against Special Agent Grayson Dyer. Many people died. Many others were drawn into a timeline that wasn’t theirs. Zach struggles with the guilt of having disrupted so many lives.

The story was fading away until a young new reporter arrived in Pittsburgh. Rachael “Rascal” Todd was given some old stories to sort through and digs into the mysteries the police and FBI seem content to ignore. Rascal’s investigation brings her into the world Zach had left behind and new enemies.

This time, Zach and Billy must take a back seat as the timeline they started plays out.

Secrets, lies, crimes, social issues, a bit of romance, and the promise of redemption are all in play as Rascal Todd is launched into her career, facing danger and learning lessons they didn’t teach in college. If you like character-driven action, suspense, and a bit of mystery with strong women in leading roles, you will enjoy this book.

Excerpt:

Bernard Bouchard had taken an early retirement from the Chicago Tribune and returned to Pittsburgh to be close to his family. Bored in retirement, he purchased the Courier-Reformeras it entered bankruptcy for the third time…

… When he heard that Rachael Todd was graduating from the University of Georgia, he reached out to his old friend.

“Frank, what are the chances your daughter would like to come work for a struggling paper under the leadership of a broken-down editor whose head is stuck in the past?”

Frank laughed. “As I recall, Bernie, people thought your head was frequently stuck somewhere much less palatable. Rachael is a good fit for you. She’s trapped by the romance of a career that no longer exists. At least she’ll get valuable experience. I’ll have her call you. Just don’t cut her any slack because she’s my kid.”

“Thanks, Frank. I won’t hold that fact against her, either.”

***

Rachael began working the week before Christmas.

“Welcome to the Courier-Reformer, Rachael.”

“Thank you, Mister Bouchard, it’s good to be here.”

“Enough with the mister stuff. Everyone around here calls me Bernie.”

Rachael smiled. “That’ll be hard. I remember you from all those years when you and my dad worked together. It was always Mister Bouchard back then.”

“And as I recall, we called you Rascal.”

Rachael giggled. “You did. All because my brother couldn’t say Rachael.”

“You know, Rascal has a certain panache. You should use that as your by-line. If you’re OK with that, that’s how I’ll introduce you in tomorrow’s editorial.”

“Editorial? Introduction?”

“You’re the first reporter we’ve hired in three years, and the only female on the news staff. I’m going to play this up big. Don’t let it go to your head. I’m still going to drop a pile of cold stories on your desk. So, are you OK with Rascal?”

“I’d like that very much, Bernie.”

Links to Purchase and Trailer

Kindle – https://relinks.me/B0CJ7N6ZGR

Paperback – https://relinks.me/B0CJ49KXN9

Dan’s Author page – https://relinks.me/DanielAntion

The trailer – https://youtu.be/F6wqexT7JBM

Bio

Dan Antion was born and raised in a small suburb of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. He has been publishing the popular blog No Facilities since 2011. After a forty-two-year-long career in Information Management, he began pursuing his dream of writing novels.

When he’s not writing, he might be found working around his house, hiding in his wood shop, or exploring historic sites.