
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
OFF TO AFRICA

Tuesday, September 6, 2011
NATIONAL DEBT: A FIVE MINUTE PRIMER

Monday, August 15, 2011
OREGON CITY YARD SALES
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
"MATCHES MAN"

We did not ask for either cat. Nike was an orphan in a box, found by my daughter when he was about 3 weeks old. We had to purchase a special bottle and formula to feed him. In the beginning, after being fed, he would lay on his back with a swollen kitten belly and eyes closed in contentment. It was only later that he turned evil.
Tofie was found at a family gathering in Coquille, Oregon. We found out later that the neighbor boy in Coquille had been mistreating her. Consequently she ran away and was found by my nephew Andrew on the front lawn of my parent’s home. We ended up taking her home to Portland, since the other family members were not in a position to own another pet.
Tofie is not evil, but she does evil things. By that, I mean she does not intentionally throw up on the carpet three times a week after eating a bowl of dry cat food, and running like a bandit when we attempt to catch her between retches to toss her out the front door. We have taken her to the vet, and are currently feeding her hair ball formula and trying to limit her intake, so please don’t accuse us of cat abuse. Her favorite thing is to jump on someone and “make biscuits” on their stomach. Except for the vomit, she is a good cat.
Nike is evil. He reads the daily comics and studies Bucky the cat in great detail. He practices bad thinking and doesn’t care what you think. We had him fixed years ago, and I don’t think he has ever forgiven us. To put it bluntly, he is not a Christian. He daydreams of taking flying lessons and crashing large planes into tall buildings. Need I say more?
We also have a black and white Boston Terrier. Her name is Pekah Boo. Normally, a female Boston should weigh in at about 18 pounds. Pekah is a hefty 40 pounds. Needless to say, she is strong, like the women in Minnesota. However, unlike the women of Minnesota, she cannot handle the cold very well, and would not survive even one day outside in the winter. She lives in the house and has access to the outside through a doggie door that she can barely squeeze through. We have to lay down old bath towels when it rains. Paw prints have a way of showing up on a wood floor. We have two animal houses in the backyard. Both are heated by an electric light. The cats love it, but Pekah is afraid to go in either house. I have never met a dog that is afraid to enter a dog house. It doesn’t make sense. I live in a human house, and I’m not afraid to enter my house. Perhaps she thinks she is human.
Another unusual trait Pekah has is a lisp. She tries, but cannot talk correctly. “Bad thing” becomes “bad ting.” “Love you” becomes “dove-oo.” I normally wouldn’t know this, but Lin is the dog interpreter. Otherwise, I wouldn’t know when Pekah is sad or happy, or wants to go to the office for the morning. Lin tells me when Pekah wants to gorge out on a bowl of leftover macaroni and cheese, or a pile of chicken bones. I have no idea what the dog is thinking.
However, when it comes to the hard things, I step up to the plate. Pekah sleeps on the floor by my side of the bed. It is my job to cover her up at night when Lin pokes me. Pekah tells her to poke me and do my job. I also am the Matches Man. I keep a little book of matches on my nightstand for those special evenings following her overindulgence of wieners or a large ham bone. It is not unusual to be awakened out of a sound sleep. I imagine it is somewhat like putting smelling salts under the nose of a person that is unconscious and near death. I know that if it ever happens when camping, I would bang my head on the ceiling of the camper. There isn’t a lot of head room. Thankfully, that has never happened. At home, however, I have on occasion, sat straight up in the middle of the night, with only one thought—to find the matches. The smell always hits me first, and by the time it drifts over to Lin she is gagging as well. My groping in the dark usually knocks my cell phone or glasses onto the dog below. She is sleeping soundly, of course, because a dog never seems to be aware of flatulence. She looks at me quite perturbed for disturbing her lovely dream.
Eventually, the blessed smoke fills the room and our gasping changes to normal breathing. We usually fall back to sleep in a short while. Sometimes I think our nights are more exciting than our days.
A GOOD TIME WAS HAD BY ALL

Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Friday, July 15, 2011
GRANDCHILDREN
Sunday, June 5, 2011
RELATIONSHIPS MATTER

I occasionally meet an older person who has no connection with any family members. After talking with them for a while I can usually determine what might have been the cause. Sometimes it's a history of alcoholism. Other times they are just plain mean. Sometimes there are multiple layers of dysfunction that have pushed away everyone they meet.
The most important relationship you can have is with God. I'd hate to reach a ripe old age and have all my financial ducks in a row except knowing where I was going to end up after I die. Not knowing would take the fun out of growing old. I think that not having made peace with God would lead to all sorts of anger and dysfunction.
When you make peace with God at the beginning of your financial journey, it makes the whole experience enjoyable.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
EDUCATE YOURSELF

From there, you will find your horizons expanding into related subjects. Eventually you will be somewhat knowledgeable. Never hesitate to ask questions. Look for financial classes at the local community college.
The big payoff to you is that you will eventually have the ability to self-direct your investments. It is a payoff, because you can choose no-load mutual funds instead of paying an investment advisor to handle your money. If you want to buy individual stocks, you can use an internet service such as E-Trade, which charges far less commissions than a full service brokerage house.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
STICK WITH MUTUAL FUNDS

Sunday, May 22, 2011
AVOID PYRAMIDS AND GET RICH QUICK SCHEMES

With pyramids, the people who get in first make the money. This type of marketing is still around in many forms. Another name for it is multi-level marketing. When I was a young adult, Amway was big. The appeal was always about how much money you could make, or how you could own your own business. In my opinion, if you want to be a business owner, choose a legitimate career.
However, there are much worse critters out there, called get rich quick schemes. These will suck out all your blood and leave you dead on the highway. They appeal in a very base way to human greed. As my dad used to say, if it sounds too good to be true, it usually is.
My sister lives in a small Colorado town. A man came through selling investment opportunities. It was very convincing, especially since so many townsfolk were signing up. In the end, many lost their entire life savings. The greatest danger is in thinking that it can't happen to me, because I'm too smart.
Some of the sharpest minds in the financial world let themselves be taken in by Bernie Madoff. It seems like every week I read similar articles of innocent people losing their retirement savings. A friend of mine heard about a glowing investment opportunity on Christian radio. He lost all his retirement ($200,000) and owes the I.R.S. $10,000.
There is a lesson here for all. Be very careful. Make sure they are not appealing to your greed. Be aware of investments that put time constraints on you. Make sure they are licensed with your state. All companies and representatives selling securities are required to have a securities license in their state. Take a look at the overall picture. As I said previously, if it is sounds too good to be true, it usually is.
Saturday, May 21, 2011
BE A CONTRARIAN

Thursday, May 19, 2011
LIVE BENEATH YOUR MEANS

A high school teacher told me last week about her feeling of distress in seeing some students wearing $200 jeans to school. What hope of success in the world does a student have who places that kind of value on clothing? We can all hope that they will eventually grow up. Sometimes it is hastened by the school of hard knocks.
I think a key concept to financial success is deferred gratification. We're talking major deferral, like 30 years. Not everyone can see themselves even living that long. Their philosophy is to enjoy it now. I can understand the short term thinking, but don't happen to agree.
Let's look at cars. The cheapest car you'll ever own is the one you are currently driving. That factors in repairs. There is a point at which it may make economic sense to upgrade. I got rid of my last two cars because the cost of the repair was way more than the value of the vehicle. If you do upgrade, wait until you can pay cash.
Living beneath your means will enable you to contribute to a Roth IRA. Most accounts will allow a $250 deposit to start. Everyone should have one.
Don't take away the idea that I value old clothes and cars. My clothes are decent and I wash my car every Saturday. More thoughts in the next blog.
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
PAY OFF CREDIT CARDS IN FULL EACH MONTH

The best way to handle credit cards is to have one major bank card, and to pay it off in full every month. Of course that puts limitations on its use. If you don't have the money in the bank, then don't use the card. That raises the question, "Why use the card if there is money in the bank?" The short answer is, don't use it. Use a debit card. A debit card is like an old fashioned checkbook. If the money isn't in the account, then the card will not be accepted.
If you are following my advice from the previous blog, and spending less than you make, then you can use the credit card for convenience, such as Internet purchases. Another reason would be to build up air miles so you can fly free to see Grandma. It also builds your credit rating, so when you buy a house the lender likes what they see. Learning to use a credit card responsibly is like a teenage boy learning to handle a rifle-- you can get hurt if you don't do it right.
I suggest you start your child out at about age 12 with their own checking account and debit card. Spend some time teaching them how it all works. Later help them get a credit card from the same institution with a $500 limit. Put the fear of God into them about paying it off in full every month, and carefully supervise what happens until you have the confidence that they understand how to use credit. Don't let your child be one of those college graduates with a big credit card balance!
Sunday, May 15, 2011
SPEND LESS THAN YOU MAKE

Saturday, May 14, 2011
MAY 21ST and Twitter

Saturday, March 26, 2011
GET READY FOR A LONG ROAD BACK

Thursday, March 3, 2011
RICE AND BEANS

Sunday, February 20, 2011
MORE ABOUT THE NATIONAL DEBT

Saturday, December 18, 2010
HOLIDAYS
Saturday, November 20, 2010
TALIA
Friday, November 12, 2010
POLICIES OF THE FEDERAL RESERVE

Monday, October 11, 2010
YOUR STOCK MARKET PORTFOLIO

Thursday, September 30, 2010
DOUBLESPEAK

Thursday, September 23, 2010
DARK STAR SAFARI

Monday, September 6, 2010
REDEEMING THE TIME

Saturday, July 31, 2010
TEN STOCK MARKET MYTHS THAT JUST WON'T DIE

Sunday, July 25, 2010
CENTRAL OREGON
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
SLIDING TOWARD DEFLATION
Read this article by Paul Krugman. Deflation happens when prices start going down. You would think that would be a good thing. However, it's not. When prices go down, people put off purchases, knowing that next month the price will be lower. A reduction in purchases causes higher unemployment, and it becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy. My recommendation is to be prudent, but not over-react.
Thursday, July 1, 2010
THE 4 PERCENT RULE

Tuesday, May 25, 2010
CULTURAL POVERTY

Thursday, May 20, 2010
April Showers, May Flowers

Tuesday, May 11, 2010
LAUGHTER

Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Sunday, March 7, 2010
SPIRAL GALAXY

Sunday, February 21, 2010
SPRINGTIME

Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
SCENIC BEAUTY
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
TRADITIONS

Tuesday, December 15, 2009
WINTER PEACEFULNESS
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
BAGGAGE

Wednesday, November 11, 2009
PHISHING AND OTHER SCAMS

It's not much different today, with letters arriving in my email on a regular basis appealing to my greed with offers to get rich quick. If I were a child, candy would work, but as an adult I am now more sophisticated. Sometimes they appeal to my loyalty, claiming to be a friend stranded in England. The variety of appeals is endless and entertaining. It is tragic, however, when those more naive are trapped like a baby rabbit in the jaws of a coyote.
And then there are the phishing sites, drawing the unsuspecting to reveal their personal information.
Have you been the victim of a scam? So far I have avoided it. I have taken some precautions, such as freezing my credit, and using incredibly difficult passwords. Mostly, however, I have probably been lucky. I have found my suspicion almost becoming free floating. Lin asks for my wallet. I raise one eyebrow and hand it over slowly.
How have you been affected?
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
LORDS OF THE EARTH

Monday, October 19, 2009
EPIPHANY

In September, 1931, when Lewis was thirty three years old, he had a long discussion about Christianity with J.R.R. Tolkien (who was a devout Roman Catholic) and Hugo Dyson (a friend and committed Christian). That all-night conversation planted even more "seeds" in Lewis's heart. Lewis wrote in Surprised by Joy about what happened a week later as he headed out to a local zoo with his brother Warren: "When we set out I did not believe that Jesus Christ was the Son of God, and when we reached the zoo I did." Apparently sometime during that ride God touched Lewis's heart, and opened his eyes to Jesus' love and compassion. Was this his Damascus story -- conversion on the way to the zoo? Or was it a culmination of all the "seeds" that had been planted throughout Lewis's life? Only God and Lewis know for certain, but after his conversion, God certainly started to bless Lewis's life, including his writing.
Whittaker Chambers (in his kitchen)
I date my break with Communism to a very casual happening… My daughter was in her high chair. I was watching her eat. She was the most miraculous thing that had ever happened in my life. I liked to watch her even when she smeared porridge on her face or dropped it meditatively on the floor. My eye came to rest on the delicate convolutions of her ear – those intricate, perfect ears. The thought passed through my mind, ‘No, those ears were not created by chance coming together of atoms in nature (the Communist view). They could have been created only by immense design.’ The thought was involuntary and unwanted. I crowded it out of my mind. But I never wholly forgot it or the occasion. I had to crowd it out of my mind. If I had completed it, I should have had to say: Design supposes God. I did not then know that, at that moment, the finger of God was first laid on my forehead.
Charles Coleson (in his car)
I had the strange sensation that water was not only running down my cheeks but surging through my whole body as well, cleansing and cooling as it went. They weren’t tears of sadness and remorse, nor of joy—but somehow tears of relief.
And then I prayed my first real prayer. “God I don’t know how to find you, but I’m going to try! I’m not much the way I am now but somehow I want to give myself over to you.” I didn’t know how to say more so I repeated over and over the words “Take me.”
I had not “accepted” Christ—I still didn’t know who He was. My mind told me it was important to find that out first, to be sure that I knew what I was doing, that I meant it and would stay with it. Only that night something inside me was urging me to surrender—to what or to whom I did not know.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
ISAIAH DANIEL
Friday, October 9, 2009
MONEY MAKING OPPORTUNITIES

Thursday, October 8, 2009
CENTRAL OREGON
