THE CAT’S PAWS

Hardin, IL is almost all the way down the 283-mi-long span of the Illinois River to where it runs into the Mississippi. Hardin’s also in the ecological ‘recovery zone’, a lymnologic term for the stretch of a river’s natural current and turbidity that, over distance, attempts to naturally processes its sewage pollutants that in this case, Peoria’s waste system rudely dumps into the otherwise clean American stream. (more…)

I have a Craig’s List imitation to share with you that you may find helpful. It’s all about washing clothes without having to go down to the river with stones to do so:

In today’s ‘Green, or Eco’ world, we associate ‘using alot’ or ‘using much of’ of something as bad. As 3/5ths of the Earth’s surface is water, our water supply is nearly entirely tied to sewage treatment and reclamation instead of tapping oceans via desalianation. As nifty as an arguement as abundunce of aqueous solution is, it’s a bum steer regarding our drinking water supplies that our large populations consume. (more…)

I met the guy who owned this place about a month ago when we were doing all the inspection and loan paperwork. He was probably five or so years younger than me; I’m thinking he may have even been in his late thirties.

What I know about him–but we didn’t talk about this topic–is that the cat like his light switches. In the entire house of two floors, a big basement, two porches, a double garage, and even in the closets… (more…)

To be starkly honest, let’s toss the perception that environmentalists have much to do with the non-oil drilling along the N. Slope. You know that the United States would gain immense oil reserves.

You don’t know, though, that the Chinese have quite a few platforms afloat in the Gulf; it’s sickening. That they can even get platforms in our shallow shelf resources is positively rancid. (more…)

We finished signing all the papers that were in a big stack at our closing; I made sure I hugged our agent for all the ‘coming through’ she did for us. The other side’s title company lady brought down some stuff for the ‘paper signing ceremony’ that the sellers needed for us to have at the table. That was cool too–when she and I were talking on the phone a couple of days ago, she shared that her place grows soybeans and has animals; she lives way up in the (217) area code. A few years ago, she and her husband combined their parents’ property in a vow to never leave there, so she’ll go ahead and keep paying the gas prices for her commute to Alton, thank you. (more…)

If you consider about a hundred-or-so total companies in the West Bank’s total population of 2.3+ million–a million and a half of working age, then that doesn’t sound very impressive as compared to Israel’s hundred thousand places of employment, BUT… (more…)