All the News That’s Print to Fit

SLIGHTLY OFF THE MARK

Every now and then all the little news and pop culture items I collect go into one column, usually because, say, roofers are banging on my house and I can’t concentrate on anything longer. Be warned: Finding out what’s going on in the world may cause you to lose your faith in humanity:

A video clip of Adolf Hitler giving a speech was recently used in a commercial to sell shampoo. Okay, did they even look at that guy’s hair? The Stalin conditioner doesn’t seem appropriate, either.

Speaking of inappropriate use of historical figures, The Abraham Lincoln Presidential Library and Museum in Springfield, Illinois, responded to a protest by pulling the bobblehead doll they were selling. It was a figure of John Wilkes Booth, the man who assassinated Lincoln. The figure carries a gun. It would be roughly equivalent to showing that Adolf Hitler commercial at a Holocaust Museum.

A new fad has stars in bikinis showing off their “baby bumps”. They used to call it pregnancy. Of course, the original baby bumps were two sources of baby nutrition, a bit higher up – most celebrities couldn’t use those for any practical purpose without giving their infants plastic poisoning.

An explosion in Georgia killed a man known for fighting to keep chickens on his property. Police list Colonel Sanders as a person of interest.

A study of more than 222,000 people indicated that sitting too long can kill you. Four out of five of the researchers doing the study died.

Another study found that eating red meat can be unhealthy, especially to cows. After all, zombies eat only red meat – and they look terrible.

Federal agents recently shot dead a man involved in a murder for hire plot. It’s perhaps ironic that they didn’t get a bonus for it.

Nobody’s talking much these days about the US government’s “Fast and Furious” program, which sent thousands of firearms over the border into the hands of Mexican criminals. It’s nice to know the Obama administration’s doing something about our international trade imbalance.

An Easter egg hunt in Colorado was canceled because of rude, selfish, pushy behavior – by the parents. In related news, fifteen years later a riot broke out among parents trying to be first in line to get the diploma at high school graduation.

President Obama was recorded telling the President of Russia that after his last election he’d have “more flexibility”. Obama then presented him with a gift of frozen pancakes, and told him not to flip them until November.

North Korea is downplaying the discovery that their “weather” satellite had lettering on it that translated to “Insert bomb here”. Top officials, speaking anonymously, are embarrassed that they forgot to insert the bomb.

The largest known breed of rats in the world has been discovered invading the Florida Keys. Weird. I thought that state’s Presidential primary was over.

Scientists recently announced that most of the Moon seems to be made up of material it got from Earth. NASA astronauts were immediately dispatched to serve the Moon with an IRS audit notice.

The comedian Gallagher has retired after having a heart attack. Maybe if he’d eaten the fruit instead of smashing it …

Speaking of retiring, another man is accused of sawing off his own foot in an attempt to avoid working. You have to admire his non-work ethic, but wonder about his lack of imagination.

It was recently announced that liberal activist Jane Fonda will be portraying … wait for it … Nancy Reagan, in a movie. Also cast is Alec Baldwin as Ronald Reagan, and Newt Gingrich as Jimmy Carter.

New rules say beach volleyball players will not have to wear bikinis at the 2012 London Olympics. This was followed immediately by the networks scheduling beach volleyball during prime time, until it was discovered the rule does not permit nude volleyball, and that in fact the players might actually cover up more. Beach volleyball is now scheduled in the 5 a.m. slot.

Recently two asteroids, one the size of a tour bus, buzzed by the Earth on the same day director James Cameron made the deepest undersea dive ever. Coincidence? Or an act of self-preservation by going to one of the most dangerous spots on earth to escape a possible collision, thus proving him brilliantly insane? Probably coincidence.

I recently read an article asking what might happen if all 350 million toilets in the United States were flushed at the same time. I can only imagine that a humor columnist facing a deadline came up with that question. Unfortunately, the federal government got wind of it (ahem) and is now organizing the Department of Hydraulics (DoH), to mandate guidelines that will prevent any future mass dumping. I don’t think they should go up that creek. Especially without a paddle.

Apparently the person who bombed Kim Kardashian with flour is a member of the People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals (PETA). No word on whether they were planning to bake her or fry her.

Water ice was recently found on Mercury, the planet closest to the Sun. Insert Uranus joke here. Or maybe I just did.

That’s the news roundup … generally everyone made it through unharmed, except for John Wilkes Booth fans. The sad part of that is that there probably are some.

A writer’s first time

There are certain first times that I suspect surprise all writers, no matter how often they may have fantasized about them.

Emily and I went camping last weekend at Chain O’ Lakes State Park, where several scenes in Storm Chaser were set. At the gatehouse the lady who checked us in asked all the normal questions, including, of course, my name.

“Hunter,” I replied. “First name Mark.” (Which for me was the logical answer to that question.)

She gave me a startled look. “The writer?”

I’d like to say I responded with something witty, but the best I could do was stammer, “Yes …” In addition to having never been recognized by a stranger, there was a lingering fear that park employees might not like the way I portrayed their workplace.

“I have your book on my Kindle!”

Turns out she claimed to like it very much, and took my business card with the promise of telling her coworkers about Storm Chaser. She even got my autograph. By that I mean she got my signature on the check-in paperwork.

That was the first time someone who didn’t already know me recognized me as a novelist … and yes, it did make my day.

Cancer Survivors to Speak at Relay For Life

My final press release before the Relay — hope everyone who can supports this worthy effort.

Cancer survivor Jennifer Will is coming to the Noble County Relay for Life Saturday to tell her story of battling breast cancer. Will, the mother of two and wife of Noble County optometrist Dr. Matt Will, will help headline the Fight Back Ceremony, which starts at 9 p.m. at the West Noble football field and track, south of Ligonier along SR 5.

Will joins another cancer survivor, Judy Middleton of Albion, and the two will share their stories of fighting back against the disease at the May 19-20 American Cancer Society event. Activities begin at 10 a.m. Saturday with the National Anthem and presentation of colors, and go on until the closing ceremony at 9:30 a.m. Sunday.

“It’s our responsibility to fight back and reduce the number of our own family members and neighbors who face cancer,” says Chairperson Carla Fiandt. “We’re here so those who face cancer will be supported, those who lost their battle will not be forgotten and so, one day, cancer will be eliminated.”

Time Event Location
10:00 a.m. Opening Ceremonies
National Anthem, Presentation of Colors Main Stage /Bleachers

10:00 am-6 pm Silent Auction Fundraiser Health and Wellness Tent
11:00 a.m. Water Balloon Toss (Team of 2) Infield
Noon Free Throw Shooting Contest Infield-East
12:30 p.m. Sack Race Infield
1:00 p.m. Inclognito Cloggers Entertainment Tent
1:00 p.m. Kids Games Kidzone
2:00 p.m. Elaine’s Dance Studio Entertainment Tent
2:00 p.m. Tug-O-War (Team of 10) Infield
3:30 p.m. Cupcake Eating Contest Entertainment Tent
4:00 p.m. Frozen T-Shirt Contest Infield
4:30 p.m. Bubble Gum Blowing Contest Infield
5:00 p.m. Survivor Ceremony/Dinner Main Stage/Bleachers
6:00 p.m. Minute To Win It (Team of 2) Infield
6:00 p.m. Relay Karaoke Idol Entertainment Tent
9:00 p.m. Fightback Ceremony Main Stage/Bleachers
10:00 p.m. Luminary Ceremony Main Stage/Bleachers
11:00 pm-1 am Open Karaoke Entertainment Tent
Midnight PIZZA Delivery Concession Area
1:00 a.m. Scavenger Hunt Entertainment Tent
2:00 a.m. Movie- Tin Tin Entertainment Tent
4:00 a.m. Movie- Lightning Thief Entertainment Tent
6:00 a.m. Sunrise Breakfast Concession Area
6:00 a.m. Morning Worship Entertainment Tent
9:30 a.m. Closing Ceremony Main Stage/Bleachers

History book update

I finished the latest — and hopefully the next to the last — revision to my Albion Fire Department history book, Smoky Days and Sleepless Nights. Now I have only to finish sorting through and picking out the pictures to go with it, write the captions for those photos, figure out where to place them in the text, get the manuscript formatted, and get it all to a publisher … and it’s less than a year from the AFD’s 125th anniversary.

Guess I’d better get back to work.

Stitching Together an Obama Opponent

Mark’s column, Slightly Off the Mark, appears weekly in the newspapers Albion New Era, Churubusco News, and Northwest News.

SLIGHTLY OFF THE MARK

Once again Indiana was left in the cold, as Republicans had their Presidential nomination process all but wrapped up before reaching the Hoosier state’s May primary. In 2008 the Democratic battle between Obama and Clinton was still going strong at that point, giving Indiana a rare opportunity to actually pick between a rock and a hard place.

Clinton narrowly won Indiana. As a result, when Obama ultimately won the Presidency, he kicked Hillary out of the country.

Well, you can call it Secretary of State.

Now Republicans are left with Mitt Romney, a guy whose first name makes everyone think of frostbitten fingers. That’s why I’ve got twenty bucks on Obama being a two term President.

But who could beat Obama? He’s handsome, slim, and a snappy dresser, at a time when all that matters to people. The media’s going out of its way to make him look cool. Many women love him almost to the point of frenzy. Many black voters will vote for him because he’s – let’s face it – black.

Justin Beiber couldn’t defeat Obama right now. Of course, pre-teens can’t vote.

Maybe the Republicans should play Frankenstein, cutting up this year’s second stringers and sewing their best parts together into some kind of super candidate, while dumping the worst parts into a toxic waste dump. Let’s take a look at some of the former wannabes, and see what we could extract from them:

Herman Cain is a veteran, and a successful businessman who understands private enterprise and leadership, and he really loves the ladies. If you could just chop off the part after that last comma, he’d have the nomination wrapped up all by himself.

Although some of his social stances are too right wing for me, I supported Cain early on. In addition to all the above he’s black, which I thought might finally remove all questions of racial bias and divisiveness from the campaign, and get people to focus on what really matters.

Imagine my surprise when I was told by a liberal that supporting Cain would make me a racist. D’uh? That’s like saying supporting the consumption of beef means I’m a vegetarian. I’ve yet to hear a convincing argument that didn’t translate to “I don’t want your black guy to run against my black guy!” Remember those things, what were they called – issues?

Still, he likes the ladies, although people didn’t seem to mind that with Clinton. From Cain we take his business and military experience.

Michele Bachmann? “She’s crazy! She’s crazy! Let’s put really unflattering pictures of her on magazine covers to show it!”

Bachman has five children; she and her husband have been foster parents for 23 other children, all teenage girls. So maybe she is crazy. She was once a Jimmy Carter supporter, so certainly she’s made bad decisions. Just the same, from her I pull the idea of family and service.

Rick Perry. Ehhhhh … I got nothin’. Let me do some checking and get back to you. Texas is nice, though; they’ve got Stetsons. Stetsons are cool.

Ron Paul is, I believe, a leprechaun. As such, he’d have been born in Ireland and not be Constitutionally permitted to run for President, but I like his libertarian attitude and take from him the belief in individual liberties, cutting government, and a pot of gold in every rainbow. His foreign policy ideas are too head-in-the-sand for my tastes, but with a mug like that you’d bury your head in the sand, too.

Newt Gingrich is named Newt but still had a successful political career, in a country where almost half our Presidents were named John, George, William, or James. Just think: Newt could be our next Ulysses Grant.

Some things about Gingrich could make him a strong candidate (which is not the same as being good for the country, mind you). He’s smart, well-read, and experienced with the ways of Washington, and I suspect he’d mop the floor with Obama in an open debate – if he kept his temper. On the minus side, he’s experienced with the ways of Washington.

He also sleeps around. Now, it seems okay to be uncovered as an adulterer once you get into the White House – in some famous cases, it’s even okay while in the White House. But Heaven forbid a candidate sleep around and get caught before being elected.

Still, I’d take from Gingrich his knowledge, and skills that helped lead, while he was House speaker, to the first balanced budget in thirty years. As far as I’m concerned, any President who can pull us off the Red Ink Express before we go over the broken bridge of insolvency can party with strippers every night. Maybe that’s not fair, since they don’t let the Secret Service do it anymore.

A couple of other candidates caught my eye, and one is Thad McCotter. Unfamiliar to you? The Michigan Representative’s run didn’t last long, but the man’s lead guitarist for a freaking rock band! I’ll take that coolness factor.

Just for fun, I’d like to throw in Fred S. Karger, the first openly gay presidential candidate from a major US political party. Yeah, he’s a Republican. I just like the idea of someone showing you can be a member of either party without slavishly following its entire platform; we could all learn from that.

Stitch all these together, and you come up with a candidate who has political expertise, yet holds leadership abilities and real life business experience, has served the country in the military, understands the challenges of family and career, is knowledgeable of history and well-read, can compromise when necessary but make a stand on issues that really matter.

Oh, and he’s also a gay black man who fronts a rock band … in a Stetson.

You find me that man, and I’ll beat Barrack Obama with him. But he’d probably be too smart to run.

The Avengers

It seemed to me there was way too much fuss going on on this movie, and that it couldn’t be as great as the buzz made it out to be.

I’m often wrong. The Avengers is complete awesomness wrapped in a side of awesome.

Oh, and all you Joss Whedon acolytes who seem to believe a man who achieved critical success with a handful of TV shows and relatively small movies could possibly helm such a massive project and show himself to be not only a creative genius, but a force to be reckoned with in Hollywood? Yep. You were right.

Super Full Moon

The super full Moon is — super! It drowns out most of the stars, and casts hard shadows; there’s an almost surreal look out there. Tonight the Moon is 14% bigger and 30% brighter than average.

Glad I don’t have to work tonight.

Window Crushes Home Maintenance Dreams

Mark’s column, Slightly Off the Mark, appears weekly in the newspapers Albion New Era, Churubusco News, and Northwest News.

SLIGHTLY OFF THE MARK

Some things are way funnier in entertainment than in real life.

Ever seen the TV show Home Improvement? The main character, a tool loving cable TV star, just doesn’t get how very bad he is at his job. Really, the only difference between him and me is that I know I’m mechanically incompetent.

I had time to think about him as my fingers healed. Boy, sure wish I was kidding about that.

My task was not to rewire the house, re-plumb the plumbing, or do a speck of spackling. No, I had only to remove my home’s storm windows. It doesn’t even count as maintenance. It’s more like dusting, another thing I only deal with twice a year.

Still, it’s a challenge, as no one is still alive from when my windows were installed. That’s why the spring mechanism that keeps most of them up failed long ago.

Remember that detail.

In some windows, I had to physically install screens. The front door screen is held in by five screws: four Phillips head, one regular head. Never mind the obvious question of why anyone thought two kinds of screws were a good idea to begin with, but at what point did that switch get made?

It’s not easy for me to find screwdrivers: My main tool kit consists of a hammer, a butter knife, a roll of duct tape, and a credit card. An old credit card, which can do things like open locked doors. If I can’t fix something with those tools, I’m better off calling someone who can.

Now the door is held in by three screws, plus two others that are stripped and holding nothing in, but look good. Maybe I should have used a smaller butter knife.

On the back porch I have to loosen four latches, remove the window, put the screen in, and tighten the latches. Except one latch wouldn’t loosen. Well, when you can’t turn something with your fingers, what do you do? That’s right: Bring in a completely inappropriate tool assist. Pliers should do it.

Pliers did, indeed, twist off the screw that held the latches in. Just the top of the screw – the rest stayed in the hole, while I stood there holding the now unattached latch.

Redundancy becomes very important in my home “repair” work. Four latches are great, but three will hold the window in. Five screws are better, but three will do the job. I didn’t even have to use the duct tape.

In the kitchen there’s a crank. But enough about me in the morning; I’m talking about the crank that opens the kitchen window. For the first time since I bought the house, I couldn’t get the crank to turn. So, continuing the theme of applying inappropriate force, I cranked harder.

With one of those noises that makes anyone wince, like Rosanne Barr’s voice, the crank turned. But the window didn’t open. That’s when I remembered that the previous fall I painted the woodworking on the outside of that window.

You guessed it: I painted the window shut. Now I had two broken down cranks in the kitchen.

Much to my surprise nothing went wrong with the window in the bathroom, although I had to prop it open with a stick due to the fact that the window is older than the plumbing … and the plumbing is labeled “experimental”.

How does one celebrate a modestly successful home maintenance task? Why, by showering off all that dust and sweat, of course. So I undressed, then realized I’d left the curtain on that bathroom window open to let the warm air in. Granted that only my head would be visible from outside, but the least I could do for my long-suffering neighbors was muffle the sound of my shower singing.

So I stepped into the bathtub, reached out to the curtain, gave it a pull, and –

BAM!!!!!

Have you ever seen one of those “hilarious” TV or movie scenes where a window comes down on someone’s hands? Not nearly as funny in real life.

Apparently the curtain pulled out that stick (okay, it was a paint stirrer), which brought the window down on my right hand. I put that all together later. In that instant I knew only blinding pain, then I instinctively yanked my hand back, which didn’t work because my two middle fingers were crushed between the window and the casing. I said … well, never mind what I said, but I assure you all my neighbors could quote me verbatim.

The fingers refused to come free, and all the F-bombs I dropped made absolutely no difference. I couldn’t get the leverage to do anything with my left hand. I was trapped, in agony, standing alone in the bathtub … and stark naked.

The naked part made me decide I had to find a way out myself. I don’t have much pride, but still. So, using the adrenalin now pumping through me, I slammed my left fist upward against the window until – finally – it gave way.

I was left with some missing skin, and dents a third of the way into my fingers, embedded with white paint that I’d applied just the previous autumn. My fingers were – and I’m sure you’ll be as surprised as I was – not broken, which isn’t to say they were pleased with the day’s work.

They still hurt, whereas my pride is pretty much used to it.

The moral of this story? I guess it’s that there should be only two tools in my toolbox: A phone book, and a new credit card.

Allen County Public Library

I’m sitting in the main branch of the Allen County Public Library, in downtown Fort Wayne, while Emily’s in a job interview. As much as I love our Noble County Library main branch in Albion, I’m amazed at the shear size of this place. I wandered around for half an hour before figuring out where they kept the books. I could drive a car through the lobby, Blues Brothers style, although that would probably make the security staff unhappy. By the way, the place is so big it has a security staff.

I’m supposed to be writing, but after finding the books, I’m having too much fun exploring to get much work done.

Up and Running

We’re back in business! Hopefully with the streamlined navigation and software I can actually use without breaking the Internet, I’ll be able to update and add content way more often than before.

Also, I apologize about the delay. My webmaster had to have surgery, and – you guessed it – the medication she was on during the aftereffects of that made her absolutely sick when she did anything involving, say, staring at chunks of text on-screen for hours at a time. I told her to just finish it when she could. I didn’t expect it this early, but she knew I had a book release (Storm Chaser Shorts) coming up this month, and she’s a real trooper – and here it is.

I’m dedicating most of my time in the immediate future to working on Smoky Days and Sleepless Nights, but I’ll be posting some extra content for Storm Chaser in the near future.