I’ve been lost in my own world and failed to notice until today that Massad Ayoob, my friend and one of BHM’s most important writers, was in a helicopter crash. He’s ok, thank goodness. Here’s the local story:
Tonight at midnight begins our largest ever Kindle eBook giveaway. It includes 6 eBooks and 9 eBook back issues. This giveaway will last for two days, Thursday and Friday, January 10 and 11. Here are the links.
FIVE KINDLE BOOKS YOU CAN DOWNLOAD FREE FROM BACKWOODS HOME MAGAZINE – You’ll want to SHARE this with your friends. We’ll give a FREE book each day of the week, Monday, Dec. 17, through Friday, Dec. 21. Two we’ve offered before, three are new.
Here’s my Santa Claus analysis of these free Kindle book giveaways: Our Kindle prices for these books range from $4.95 each (3 of them) to $9.95 each (2 of them). The average download of a free book, judging from our past experiences, is about 4,000 people. The math says that equals about $140,000 worth of free Kindle books we’re giving away.
It’s a hopeful day for America and for the capitalist system that spawned Amazon and its Kindle book reader when you can give away $140,000 worth of merchandise, have it cost you nothing, and end up making a little money from thankful people. Everyone benefits!
Thank you, Amazon, for thinking up this great idea called Kindle!
And Merry Christmas to everyone! – Dave Duffy at Backwoods Home Magazine
The main reason I don’t do radio interviews, or give public talks, is that they make me uncomfortable. I’m a naturally spontaneous person in person, but not in public. Call it insecurity or whatever, but a microphone makes me implode mentally, even though the interviews usually come off fine. I think I’m just a nervous person who is scared of a microphone and what I might say wrong.
Jeff Ferguson, my marketing guy, did an interview on a big AM radio station in Youngstown, Ohio, this morning. It went well, so now they want to interview me. Shit! To Jeff it’s no big deal, but to me it’s an “oh shit” type of deal.
My older brother, Hugh, could do these radio interviews easy. But he was a big time lawyer, a Staff Director and Chief Legal Counsel for a Congressional Committee for crying out loud, so he had the luxury of his position to calm him down. But it’s a different deal for me! I get interviewed as an unknown person, and every word that comes out of my mouth makes me look stupid or smart. That makes me very nervous, to the point I am relatively unproductive for the magazine in the several days leading up to the interview.
Luckily I had just put a new sewing kit into the Preparedness Pack I carry in the trunk of my car. We got it and pinned up his fly with the safety pins in the kit. He’s so skinny that the pants easily slid over his bony hips.
So you see, being prepared comes in very handy in a variety of emergencies.
I’m working on deadline in Corvallis, where Annie lives, so I thought I’d better make up a Corvallis mixture of my specialty — garlic, oil, and balsamic vinegar. This will take a few days to steep before it’s mellow enough to go on toast. I could just mellow it by tossing a tablespoon in the frying pan before dropping in my eggs.
I made a batch for brother Hugh when I visited him a few weeks ago. Yesterday morning Hugh had another knee surgery in his ongoing battle to get walking again. The batch I made for him will help his health. It was primo! I feel like Johnny Garlicseed, dropping batches of garlic, oil, and balsamic vinegar all over the place, spreading health as I go.
Tuesday, November 13th, 2012 by Dave Duffy | 1 Comment »
I’m working on this deadline in Corvallis, Oregon, rather than Gold Beach, helping Annie, who lives here. I’ve set up shop in a hallway of Oregon State University’s Memorial Union building in the center of the campus. Lots of background commotion, including someone playing a piano downstairs in the main lounge. My tiny, round table is located up the narrow, winding black iron spiral staircase, down the hall, and behind a big pillar above the Hall of Flags. The background sounds are my “zone.” Silence does not work for me. Getting a lot done here.
Forget the Presidential election, someone broke into Cedar Bend Golf Course last night and drove the golf carts all over the greens and creeks like they were in a bumper car derby. My golf cart ended up in the creek, with its steering broken so the steering wheel just turns freely, doing nothing, and the windshield was knocked out. Judging from the dents on the front, it was used as a battering ram against other golf carts. It was similar for another 20 or so carts.
Three of the greens were messed up with golf cart wheel markings and holes destroyed. Several members’ clubs were thrown into the creeks. Lots of damage that is not covered by insurance. Rats! All the work at our local course is done with volunteer labor. These volunteers, all men and women of modest means who just want to pay golf, have just had a great many hours added to their volunteer time. What a pain in the ass!
This is why elections are important, and why we must maintain a civil society agreed to by a majority of the population. No matter who wins, some sort of civil society must prevail. Otherwise, I won’t get to play golf.