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2014-05-19T08:33:00.000-07:00

The season is beginning. There will be more Demos this year than in 2013.

THE NEXT DEMO WILL BE THURSDAY THE 22nd at the WASHINGTON TERRACE ELEMENTARY @ 1:45 PM.

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For more information go to: drkarlwallace@gmail.com. Karl Wallace retired Dentist Washington Terrace, Little League Football Coach, Washington Terrace, Father of the Brian Wallace owner Skydiveogden.

Is it enough to think today Memorial Day Our Country

2014-05-15T19:47:00.000-07:00

Memorial Day

Our Country

Is it enough to think today Of all our brave then put away? The thought until a year has gone away, Is this full honor for our dead?

Is it enough to sing a song Deck a grave and all year long Forget the brave who died that we Might live in our land proud and free?

……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… Full service needs a greater toll That we who live give heart and soul To keep the land they died to save, And by ourselves, in turn, be the brave.

Dr. Karl Wallace D.D.S.

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Memorial Day was observed for the first time on May 30, 1863

2014-05-15T19:32:00.004-07:00

Memorial Day is a federal holiday formerly known as Decoration Day

Memorial Day is set aside for the dead who lost their lives in the noble struggle for our freedom. It was observed for the first time on May 30, 1863, as Lincoln’s Proclamation. It begun as a ritual of remembrance and reconciliation of our Civil War. The date was selected because it was the only day until that time that there was not a battle going on. Since then all the gravestones at the sixty acre Arlington National Cemetery in Washington D.C., are graced by the American flag, our most famous national cemetery. Arlington National Cemetery was confiscated from Robert E. Lee. the losing confederate general.

Memorial Day was first enacted to honor Union and Confederate soldiers following the battle of Gettysburg, and then it was extended after World War I to honor all Americans killed in all wars.

Memorial Day marks the start of the summer vacation season and Labor Day its end. In the early 20th century, Memorial Day was an occasion for more general expressions, as people visited the graves of their deceased relatives, whether they had served in the military or not making it a long weekend increasingly devoted to shopping, family get-togethers, fireworks, trips to the beach, national media events such as the Indianapolis 500 and the Kentucky Derby.

From the time of the battle of Gettysburg forward the practice of decorating soldiers' graves has been widespread. The first known observance was in Waterloo, New York, when a distinguished citizen by the name of General John Murray, became a factor in the holiday's growth. On May 5, 1868, in his capacity as commander-in-chief of the Grand Army of the Republic, he issued a proclamation that "Decoration Day" should be observed nationwide. Michigan made "Decoration Day" an official state holiday. By 1890 every state followed suit. year.

By 1870, the remains of nearly 300,000 Union dead had been buried in seventy-three national cemeteries, located mostly in the South, near the battlefields. The Memorial Day speech became an occasion for the blabber mouths, politicians and ministers, to commemorate and mention atrocities. They mixed religion and politics that provided a means for the people to make sense of their history in terms of sacrifice for a better nation, one closer to God. People of all religious beliefs joined together. The point was often made that the German and Irish soldiers had become true Americans in the "baptism of blood” on the battlefield. By the end of the 1870s the rancor was gone and the speeches praised the brave soldiers both Blue and Gray.

Ironton, Ohio lays claim to the nation's oldest continuously running Memorial Day parade, since 1869.

The first parade was held In the Southern Charleston, South Carolina in 1865, (freed enslaved Africans) celebrated at the Washington Race Course, today the location of Hampton Park. The site had was maybe the first Decoration Day celebration which had been used as a temporary Confederate prison camp for captured Union soldiers in 1865, as well as a mass grave for Union soldiers who died there. Immediately after the cessation of hostilities, freedmen exhumed the bodies from the graves and place them in separate graves, in the land they died to save.

Dr. Karl Wallace D.D.S.

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U.S. GRANT is a Star at "Who BU video"

2014-05-15T14:37:00.000-07:00

ABOUT U.S. GRANT

My name is Ulysses S. Grant. I’m a banana squash, a native banana squash, retired, intelligent if I do say so. love airplanes. I'm a Star at "Who BU video where I sit on a kitchen counter, and taunt whatever vegetable, fruit, or unlucky edible that gets set near me. I heckle the other guy with questions and crack lame jokes. I cackle at them in a shrill voice until, tragically, a human hand slices my new friend with a butcher knife before everyone’s eyes, and then is eaten by the cook. On one episode a dozen humanoid eggs, watch in horror from their carton, as a human cracked and fried an egg. In another episode, a watermelon had a face supplied digitally, with a new one being carved on his backside Halloween like, while the guts seeds, and rime were sucked out in a swoosh with a vacuum hose. Before the ends comes, I pester the other food characters on the counter with adolescent jokes. "Hey, Apple! You look fruity." If there's no other fruit or vegetable around, I sit on the counter top lamenting how bored I am, rolling my tongue around, and making faces. Children love it, the food Channel Comcast 402 gets a high Nielsen rating, and I earn a living. I would be a good marketing chairman for a customer advertiser corporation as I can talk with humans anywhere in the world. I can also accurately communicate with black birds. I don’t like dogs, hate dogs, but I do enjoy talking with cats, and I can accurately communicate with beasts and some plants.

This Tall Tale,is about my life at home. I live at Hill Air Force Base in Roy, Utah in Hanger 210 in the back room. I love to talk to the museums gift shop’s part time cashier by the name of Pat (Patsy) Curtis, who also moonlights as a secretary for Dick Rainy, the fund raising Chairman of the Republican Party. The hanger doors and the side doors are closed at 5 p.m. That's the time I can start having fun. After the visitors leave. The building is filled with World War I - II and several other vintage planes that date all way back to Kitty Hawk, and the Wright Brothers. It is home to the best +fighter plane of World War II, the American P51 Mustang.

Last Sunday my wife Passion and I went to church. I was dressed in a conservative black skirt and jacket with white trim.

To be continued…

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Night before Mother’s Day**

2014-05-10T18:16:00.001-07:00

THE Night before Mother’s Day*************

OK,'Taws the night before Mother’s Day and all through the house, not a creature was stirring. Well, except for Karl who's up EARLY writing a newsletter for you? And since I basically defiled a cherished Christmas poem to begin with, it’s probably worth mentioning that technically it's the night before the night before MOTHERS DAY for me. Whatever.

Well, as it turns out, there are several different stories about the origin of Mother’s Day but one of them is by far the most common. Wanna hear it? Here goes. Back in about the year 270 A.D. or so, there was a priest named, Valentine. Some versions of the story said that he was a Bishop. Either way in those days the Emperor needed men for an army and he decided that it wasn't good to have men marrying up with women, because then the men would be more attached to their families than the army. So, the Emperor OUTLAWED marriage. Yep, he said, “It’s illegal to get married.” Those were the days, huh? OK, so Priest or Bishop Valentine decided that he was going to help young lovers out by marrying them in SECRET. Well,the Emperor got wind of this business, and put a stop to it in a "New York Minute."

So, here’s Priest/Bishop Valentine sitting alone in prison and who comes along? Super-babe, young daughter of the Warden’s daughter, and of course, he falls in love with her. One version of the story I read said, that she was blind and he healed her of her blindness.

In the event, right before his execution yeah, they killed him for performing marriages; he wrote a letter to this girl he was in love with and at the end signed it "From Your Valentine". And then he was executed. Ok, fast forward several centuries and now everyone is out buying heart-shaped cards, chocolate, and long-stemmed red roses for women who have come to expect them on Mother’s Day. Gotta love it! Aside from me wanting to know what the HECK a Catholic Priest was doing falling in love with a youngster way back in the year 270 BC (Over 1,700 years before this kind of thing was fashionable),I’d like to know how this turned into men chasing around looking for gifts for women in the year 2014!

I get it, I get it. It's nice to have a day out of the year to celebrate your love for that special someone in your life. Very cute. And if you're reading this right now and you,re ‘remarried or you've had a girlfriend for a year or two, then by all means get her some flowers and chocolate and one of those cute pink cards. But what about the REST of us? Well, here’s a little gem of wisdom from one of my all-time favorite books, "The Rules Book". Yeah the book that teaches women how to manipulate men into marrying them. Here's it is: RULE 1 Stop dating him if he doesn't buy you a romantic gift for your B.D., Valentine’s Day or Easter. Nope, I'm not kidding. By the way, a whole CHAPTER is dedicated to this one rule in the book. In the chapter, it basically says that if a man doesn’t buy you jewelry or some other romantic gift on anyone of these holidays, then you should dump him, because he's not going to buy you the “big gift" either, an engagement ring. Now, before I present my radical extremist opposing perspective, I must first give you the disclaimer. I think that long-term relationships are great, and if you're one of the lucky women on this planet who has found a really exceptional man, then more power to you, and I hope you like the romantic gifts that you got. Really, but for all the rest of us guys have just started dating, I think that Easter can be kind of a drag. Why?

Because there's another, more "subtle" message that this whole event communicates: The way to win a woman's heart is to buy her flowers, gifts, and jewelry, and to confess your feelings for her. And if she still doesn't like you, then you probably didn't get her enough gifts, or say the right things in the card. While this idea of giving romantic gifts to show your love might Be wonderful and healthy for LONGER-TERM relationships, it’s usually a HORRIBLE concept for guys to use with women that they have just met, or who they've only dated a few times

Easter Day is one day away. It has come to my attention that a lot of you guys have no idea what to get your beloved. Duh. All right, I’ll help, but first can we just state the obvious? You should have come to me weeks ago. Now you’re this close to buying drugstore candy and pretending that was your plan all along, which is never going to fly with any women over the age of 8. You already know this; I’m sure, so I’ll resist pointing out how often you guys rely on women to rescue you. Whoops, there I go, pointing it out. Oh well, Onward Cowards.

Let’s start with the question my male friends constantly ask me. “What do women want?” This is like asking, “What size shoe do women wear?” They’re not SMURFS. There are as many answers to that question as there are women waiting for men to stop interrupting them. Speaking of which, I have some good news: Your best Easter gift may cost you NOTHING. In an unscientific study,I conducted with women strangers I met in the cereal aisle at Wal-Mart, I found that a lot of women would just like a little quiet—from men. To be specific apparently, guys talk when they should be listening. Not you, of course, but definitely someone you know. Let’s pretend it’s you just to illustrate. Say your girlfriend starts to vent about a friend’s snide comment about her neck, BONUS TIP: After a certain age, women hate that their necks have more rings than a giant oak. NEVER MENTION THIS. Instead of nodding sympathetically as she rants, you—again hypothetically—come up with a 10-point plan to fix a whole part of her life that isn’t broken. Then you get angry when she has the nerve not to thank you. DON’T DO THAT.

For one whole day—let’s make Easter work for you;-just act like a bobble head. You might even say, “Wow! How did that make you feel?” Wait until she’s sitting down before you do this. Fan her with a place mat, if necessary. Also, consider this wish, shared with me by a women named Barbara: “I wanted to have a nice dinner with my hubby on Valentine’s Day. Then I wanted to come home and watch a chick flick with him. I also wanted to have his mouth duct-taped shut so he couldn’t add commentary to the movie. I think we’re seeing a theme here: Shhhh…another women’s wish. There are women who think love is spelled v-a-c-u-u-m c-l-e-a-n-e-r. Ester wants a particular brand of vacuum cleaner for Valentine’s Day. For weeks she’s been putting pictures of it round her house. Finally, her husband threw his hands in the air and said,

“Esther, I don’t care how many hints you give me, I’m not vacuuming.” See, you’re not alone if you’re clueless.

Granted, women aren’t easy to decipher. They claim they don’t want anything when they do. They say they are on a diet and you think they mean even on Feb. 14th, and they don't. They insist that V.D. Valentine’s Day is a commercial mockery of true love, and then they wonder why you won’t fork over 20 bucks for a box of candy, shaped like nobody’s heart. No wonder you don’t know what to do for special days. Best Bet: Try sending her flowers. Write “LOVE” on the card. Compliment her neck.

Looking for Ms. Right I devote this review to new television about love, or more specifically to new TV about how people get together in our crazy frenetic, high-tech, isolated, fat-fearing world. An absorbing fact about Internet dating… women are terrified of meeting serial killers online. Men are terrified of meeting women of above-average weight. Network television is, of course as averse to physical imperfection in women as a high rolling bond trader scouring happy hour.

Mike and Molly are a good example of an obsessed couple who are fighting the good fight against chocolate frosting every day. A rare exception to a relentless advocating for size 2. But as if to repeal that act of political correctness and remind us that after all, Charlie Sheen’s employer, an average guy who dumps his perfectly attractive girlfriend for a hotter one in a tighter dress

. Then there’s Ben Biggs, who meets his upgrade, Kate Chalk, on top of the Empire State Building and then pursues her without first going through the tried and true protocol of breaking up with the incumbent.

This would be entirely inoffensive if Ben were meant to be remotely rakish. But instead he is a soulful searcher of low-grade mind meld. I say low-grade because he isn’t looking for someone who shares an interest in Civil War Diaries and Leviticus, but rather someone who could sit down with a bag of Doritos and imagine a fight between Wonder Woman and Superman. The kind of companion Ben really wants is an 11 year old boy with breast implants. As it is, he’s continually flanked by a Zach Galifianakisis his best friend whose contentious banter MEANS another SCHLUB is destined to be dating waaay above his pay grade.

. Even worse, for guys who don't have the skills to meet women and get dates, it's downright DEPRESSING. I think that the Valentine's Day section of all stores should have a sign that says "No one who has been in a relationship less than 6-12 months allowed". Why's that? Because, if you "Go Valentine's Day" on a girl that doesn't know you very well especially an unusually attractive one), you'll probably only be talking to her for another week or two. Here’s the problem. MOST of the things that we guys have been brought up believing about how to "pursue" women is WRONG. IT DOESN'T WORK. Your mom loved you, but all that stuff she taught you about how to be a nice, respectable, ass-kissing Wuss Bag was waaaaaaawayyyy off the Mark. Duh! See, the period from when you first meet a woman, up until the first 10 dates or so, is VERY different from ALL OTHER TIMES IN YOUR LIFE. All of the rules you've learned about how to behave, how to be "nice", how to "make friends”, how to treat people with kindness, etc. are USELESS here, And EVEN WORSE, all the things you've learned about how to pursue women with gifts, food, and compliments will BACKFIRE on you big time if you use them. THIS PART OF THE GAME IS DIFFERENT. And events like Valentine's Day, no matter how well-meaning they might be intended, definitely program us single guys with the WRONG way to behave around women we're attracted to (but not in a long-term relationship. So, what’s the answer? What should we be doing on Valentine's Day? And how should we be feeling? Well, here's a little self-tester and self-help quiz for you. If the statement and question applies to you, then do what comes after it.1) "I just met this girl and I really like her. Should I go out and buy her something really nice for Valentine's Day?" If you just met her, then you should probably hold back. no big gifts. If you get a big, romantic Gift or her, you're going to give her the idea that you're VERY into her. At this point, most women go into "play hard to get" mode, and become more and more difficult. If you really like her, do the things that have worked to attract her. don't turn into a needy Wuss who seems like he's trying to buy her love and approval.

2) "I'm afraid that if I don't buy my girl something really nice for Valentine's Day, she’ll leave me. What should I do?" The quack psychologist inside of me says if, “If you're insecure about your relationship with a woman to the tune that you believe you have to BUY her attention, then HIT THE ROAD. If you're dating a woman who’s interested in you for ANYTHING other than the feeling she gets from being with you, then you're in big trouble, and you don't even realize it. Down the road, she's going to be your worst nightmare. Trust me.

3) "I'm single and lonely. What can I do to get over this feeling of loneliness?" The BEST thing you can do is get out and meet some women!

I was just chatting with a couple of different friends of mine who are GREAT with women. They're both single guys who meet women anytime they want. As it turns out, both of these guys had to LEARN these skills. They started out having almost ZERO success with women. We were talking about Valentine's day, and how most guys run around chasing after women. buying and generally acting needy around women that they hardly know, hopeing to get some love and approval. Here are a couple more things that both of these guys have in common: 1) They both have TONS of women calling them all the time. 2) They both avoid buying a Valentine's Day gift for ANY of the women they're seeing. Their perspectives and mine, as well are that if you know how to meet women anytime you want, and women are attracted to you because of the FEELINGS that they get when they're with you (as opposed to the thing you buy them),then YOU get to make the rules. My point is that if you are lonely and you're feeling bad about his entire Valentine's Day business, then get up and DO something about it. Get some skills. Meet some women. Be the guy who GETS Valentine's Day gifts, instead of the guy who GIVES them. You watch. Mark my words, next week or the week after, in of these newsletters, you’re going to see stories from guys who had women buying those all kinds of fancy things for Valentine's Day. And then the guy will mention that he got gifts from two or three other women as well. I can remember when I used to think that I had to buy women jewelry, flowers, and gifts to get their love and approval and affection. I did that for years. And it never worked very well. Well, after spending several years studying the secrets that "naturals" use to attract women, I can see WHY it never worked very well.

If you want to be one of the guys who GETS all the gifts on Valentine's Day, and who has his phone ringing off the hook from women calling HIM, then I recommend you check out my Blog and my Advanced Dating Techniques program. I'll teach you all of the steps to turning the odds in our favor and how to meet the kinds of women that you've always wanted. Valentine’s Day is a pain for a lot of guys. But it doesn't HAVE to be that way. Take some action and take things into your own hands.

DR.KARL WALLACE D.D.S.…

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Two Nights before Mother’s Day

2014-05-09T18:50:00.002-07:00

Two Nights before Mother’s Day*************

OK,'Taws two nights before Mother’s Day and all through the house, not a creature was stirring. Well, except for Karl who's up EARLY writing a newsletter for you? And since I basically defiled a cherished Christmas poem to begin with, it’s probably worth mentioning that technically it's the night before the night before MOTHERS DAY for me. Whatever.

So, I have been thinking a lot about Mother’s Day lately. And I've been talking about it with friends as well. As I was reading some of my Hello email, I noticed that there was not one, not two, but THREE different ads inside of EVERY email viewer window selling FLOWERS for Mother’s Day. You gotta love AOL-'s way of sneaking those ads into every one of your emails, huh? ANYWAY, as I was realizing what BIG BUSINESS Mother’s Day must be, I started wondering, where the heck did c Mother’s Day come from? So, I decided to do a little research. Well, as it turns out, there are several different stories about the origin of Mother’s Day but one of them is by far the most common. Wanna hear it? Here goes. So, back in about the year 270 A.D. or so, there was a priest named, Valentine. Some versions of the story said that he was a Bishop. Either way in those days the Emperor needed men for his army and he decided that it wasn't good to have men marrying up with women, because then the men would be more attached to their families than the army. So, the Emperor OUTLAWED marriage. Yep, he said, “It’s illegal to get married”. Those were the days, huh? OK, so Priest or Bishop Valentine decided that he was going to help young lovers out by marrying them in SECRET. Well, the Emperor got wind of this business, and put a stop to it in a "New York Minute".

So, here’s Priest/Bishop Valentine sitting alone in prison and who comes along? The super-babe, young daughter of the jail managers daughter and, of course, he falls in love with her. One version of the story I read said, that she was blind and he healed her of her blindness.

In any event, right before his execution yeah, they killed him for performing marriages; he wrote a letter to this girl he was in love with and at the end signed it "From Your Valentine". And then he was executed. Ok, fast forward several centuries and now everyone is out buying heart-shaped cards, chocolate, and long-stemmed red roses for women who have come to expect them on Mother’s Day. Gotta love it! Aside from me wanting to know what the HECK a Catholic Priest was doing falling in love with a youngster way back in the year 270 BC (Over 1,700 years before this kind of thing was fashionable),I’d like to know how this turned into men chasing around with gifts for women in the year 2014! I get it, I get it. It's nice to have a day out of the year to celebrate your love for that special someone in your life. Very cute. And if you're reading this right now and your ‘remarried or you've had a girlfriend for a year or two, then by all means get her some flowers and chocolate and one of those cute pink cards.

But what about the REST of us? Well, here’s a little gem of wisdom from one of my all-time favorite books, "The Rules". Yeah women, the book that teaches women how to manipulate men into marrying them. Here's it is: RULE 1 Stop dating him if he doesn't buy you a romantic gift for your B.D., Valentine’s Day or Easter. Nope, I'm not kidding. By the way, a whole CHAPTER is dedicated to this one rule in the book. In the chapter, it basically says that if a man doesn’t buy you jewelry (or some other romantic gift) for one of these holidays, then you should dump him, because he's not going to buy you the “big gift" an engagement ring. Now, before I present my radical extremist opposing perspective, I must first give you the disclaimer. I think that long-term relationships are great, and if you're one of the lucky women on this planet who has found a really exceptional man, then more power to you, and I hope she likes the romantic gifts that he got her. Really, but for all the rest of us single people who have just started dating, I think that Easter can be kind of a drag. Why?

To be continued tomorrow... Dr. Karl Wallace D.D.S.

Celebrate Karl Wallace's 80th

2014-05-08T18:47:00.002-07:00

Celebrate Karl Wallace's 80th with us on Memorial Day

Monday May 26^th

Family and Friends

We're having a party for Karl (AKA Wally)! Please join us if you can for a visit, dinner, and a little cake.

Where:

Prairie Schooner Steak House
445 Park Blvd (just off Washington at 19th St.)

Ogden, UT 84401

801-392-2712

When:

Monday May 26th, Memorial Day. 2-5 PM. Dinner served at 4:00

Please come by even if you can't stay for the dinner.

What:
Please RSVP with your dinner selections by May 19th, dinner and appetizers provided: *Chicken Cordon Bleu
*Steak Medallions
*Lemon Tilapia
*Vegetarian Pasta

Mark Wallace

1536 Secrest Ct
Golden, CO 80401
303-949-7149

US GRANT’S Ringing Ears

2014-04-30T00:01:00.001-07:00

An Episode Of Ringing In My Ears

After a time of more or less two weeks, I came down with a furious infuriating ringing in my ears. Precious took me to see Dr. Friden at the Intermountain Health Care. Dr. Friden said,

I had tinnitus. which could be caused by tension, emotional or physical.Tension management involves controlling and reducing the tension that occurs in stressful situations. My desire to make changes will pretty much determine how much change takes place. The tension center is located in my xylem a physical blue lining as is seen on a Cat-scan. Different people consider different situations to be tense. He also said, emotional tension usually occurs in situations involving humans. Physical tension refers to a physical reaction to various triggers, as for example the pain experienced after surgery. Physical tension often leads to emotional tension, and emotional tension often occurs as physical tension, an example would be stomach cramps. Hearing loss is taking its toll not just on you but on everyone’s ears. It’s incredibly common among ageing squash. About 37 billion squash in America have some degree of hearing loss and with 100,000 squash turning 65 each day, its expected to shoot up. Public Health Official’s estimate that 25% to 40% of male squash over 6o have some hearing loss and 63%of those over 70 had mild to severe impairment.

Hearing loss is more common in males possibly because men are more likely to work in noisy environment such as construction. Incredibly, only about 20% seek help. Cost is a factor hearing aids can run $1,600 to $3,000 each or more as well as the stigma of wearing them. Many are living with a hearing loss for a decade or more without seeking medical help. However, that was not the case for a patient by the name of G.H.C. Butch, a large melon squash. While lifting weights; he suddenly lost hearing in his left ear. During the subsequent examination, he also was found to have had some age related hearing loss in his right ear. He was given hearing aids for both ears. He shrugged off any suggestion of a stigma; comparing them to eye glasses. No one likes the idea of a device siting on their nose or poking out of their ear, but on the other hand they are extremely effective. When it comes to hearing there’s not much G.H.C. Butch said he miss’s out on.

Genetics, smoking, diet and drugs, tumors, aging processes called prebycusis and health conditions such as caused by to much heavy C02 and root nodule disease can affect hearing as well. Insults to the ear such as as repetitive-loud exposure over time, such as shooting guns at crows. Tinnitus (pronounced tin-EYE-tus). Tinnitus is an ear disease that causes a high-pitched ringing, roaring, sound. It can be high or low,single or multi-toned, or a mild annoyance or a constant din.

First of all, Dr. Fried tried psychology on me to see if it would help my tinnitus. For thirty minutes he had me meditate while looking at nude pictures in “Play Boy Fruit and Vegetables,” magazine, but that didn’t to help. The ringing sound continued, so he reappointed me for a Cambrian Juice Test to be taken in six weeks, at the same time his nurse made an appointment for me to see Dr. Valery Sweetpea, an audiologist with a round face who worked at Weber University Health Systems. Dr. Sweetpea, after a costly examination sent me home with a tuning out gadget that had ear phones that look like a MP3 player designed to help fruits and especially squash. The device plays baroque and new-age music customized to provide auditory stimulation in patients with lost frequencies. It plays a garden hose shower sound for night time sleeping. I was ordered to listen to the program for two hours daily for two months, and then the tuning out gadget is withdrawn for four more months, which gradually trains the brain to filter out noise. Dr. Sweetpea stated, in an erudite tone according to a new study by a nonprofit educational advocacy group of seagulls, some six million squash find it so disturbing that it interferes with sleep, work, concentration and sexual relationships. The incidence is rising along with the aging population and personal music players being cranked up high. 3 month old squash are complaining this had never to have been before heard of. Tinnitus is also the number one insomnia related disability among crows in Utah due to brain injuries mainly from falling walnuts and horse chestnuts.

Let’s backtrack for a moment to my story: Then a very strange thing happened over the holidays., I was using the tuning out gadget daily, while listening to an album of Santa Claus Christmas Songs. I started to covet Christmas songs with holiday mixes; I listened all my waking hours to anything Christmassy. I especially liked music with sleigh bells in it. I pulled a CD from my jam-packed CD case, a song sung by four male sparrows and their jingle bell band. In the song a banana squash is upset because the prostitutes in his favorite bar are old, with old dried up pumpkin like wrinkled faces. Give the younger dressed up ornate adorned sexy women a chance. Bar hangouts covet holiday mixes. People will listen to anything if you put sleigh bells in it, with a Black Idaho bear with its rumbling basso buffo voice tuned to match. E.Gorodetsky the Bear is 54 a celebrity a star in pop culture universes. Today he’s on a treasure hunt searching a half acre of recorded music for gold at Amoeba Records in Hollypumkinwood. It’s a 1940 track by Calypso king the Might Sparrow. What a crazy concept for a song! As a TV Mr. G has seven Emmy nominations and one win. He has written for “SCTV,” "Saturday Night Live,” "David Letterman," "Two And A Half Men,” Big Bang Theory, plus “Mike and Molly” a new project a crazy quilt mix of genre-and-decade-jumping wings. He has a record collection containing a vast array of Christmas music. He made these holiday songs mixes and sent them to friends for years.

I can’t carry a tune, but I love music and I love sharing it. For people who are beyond obsessed about music, like the need to share it almost like an emergency medical assist. It’s your duty to turn the other person on. The mix of my tapes and CD’; s were intended to do spread holiday cheer, I rail against the of forms of music that sprang from whore hoses and gambling joints and back alleys. I like artists like Howling Wolf and the Jamborees. I can listen to Lester Young and it breaks my heart. The idea with the mist rapes was to get people to listen to stuff they wouldn’t normally listen, a reggae track here then a country track followed by a jump blues tune. People will listen to anything if you put sleigh bells on it. I mean what a loopy crazy song! And the price of Christmas songs this year! CD’s for one jaw bone on up to a jaw and a half territory, simply jumped up from regular price somehow.

Knowing isn’t everything, self-awareness doesn’t bail you out. Yes crows have successfully made me feel as I do or did, but that doesn’t lead me anywhere interesting. We’ve been there, done that, all of us. The feeling is as if we’ve lost momentum and are falling into the nothing at our circle’s center, caught in motion for its own sake. These syntactic fireworks need to terminate in an emotional or intellectual experience for the sufferer. If this sounds romantic or transcendent, it is not, or at least mostly not. When the subject is the self and the self alone, it’s easy to get caught in recursive loops, and those sections of nothing are frustrating in the way that night time dreams often are self- involved, inward-seeming, and unmoored from the real world. Can you believe it? If this all sounds ridiculous, about the same time, what had been hoped for happened, a prescription from the right pharmacy. Precious washed the ear lump starch out of my ears with the same garden hose I had been listening to for sleeping. My water bill went down, I sleep like a log, plus I haven’t had any ringing since, and hearing is better that it has ever

been.

To be continued…

DR. KARL WALLACE D.D.S.

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4 ‘Tis EASTER TIME Frozen fog begins to clear And the grayness turns to green. ‘Tis Easter time the breath of spring, New life is everywhere, The sleeping seeds are waking, It’s that time of the year When woodsy buds of life are seen. Their heads peep from earthly tombs Sing you buds everywhere Tis Easter time, Crocuses sign in and gladness comes, With kind regards come from the daffodils The roses sing I love you, Chime in all the flowers It’s Easter time. Meadow larks and robins Fly into to town, in joyful play, They swing on boughs they Trill in ecstasy, they show their joy, Sing all birds 'ore the land ‘Tis Easter time. Run yea little brooks, run to the sea, Your cold water leaps, leaving an echo That rings out where your waterfalls shine From rocks to ponds we hear the meadow sounds By meadows, passing The hymn of the pines ‘Tis Easter time. With magic touch o'er glen and mountain side, Run little brook, carry the perfume from the Lilys that awoke, in gray mornings, Run to the twisting moonbeam adrift on the bay, Carry past city’s, the mountains the bird’s glee, Carry the joy of the spring as you wander to the sea. ‘Tis Easter time. I’ll wear a dress the color of marmalade With a border embroidered in blue The color of the edge of a meadow When spring showers fall A matching hat round as a top that spins, with An elastic band to hold it under my chin. Brand new shoes whiter than cream And heart-shaped golden buckles that gleam, A purse of butterfly blue, with a penny for you and A penny for me, to buy a glass of lemonade, We’ll skip hand in hand when we go to church, On Easter Day. I met the Easter Bunny on Easter morn, Before the cocks were crowing; I asked where you are going? “Tis in the house and out of the house-a-tipsy, tipsy-toeing, I’m a going, Tis round the house And ‘bout the house a-lightly I’m a going ” What is that of every hue you carry in your basked? “Tis eggs of gold and eggs of blue, I wonder that you ask it. “Tis chocolate eggs and venom eggs and eggs of red and blue, For every child in every house on beautifuL Easter day.” He raise his ears he winked his eye and twitched his little nose, He shook his tail stood on his toes, “I must be gone before the sun comes up The east is a glowing.” “Tis almost time for bells to chime,” He said, as he hippety hopped away, All within is love Joy forever more. Consecrate your life a new, Tis Easter time. May God give you the faith it takes, To make your dreams come true. May his love and wisdom always help, To guide you on your way. May his light shine down upon you On your Easter Day. Easter is the gift of HOPE, Easter is the gift of PEACE, Easter is the gift of LOVE, Let, us rejoice in Him, Who gives all. Tis EASTER TIME

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4 ‘Tis EASTER TIME

Frozen fog begins to clear And the grayness turns to green. ‘Tis Easter time the breath of spring, New life is everywhere, The sleeping seeds are waking, It’s that time of the year When woodsy buds of life are seen. Their heads peep from earthly tombs Sing you buds everywhere.

Tis Easter time, Crocuses sign in and gladness comes, With kind regards come from the daffodils The roses sing I love you, Chime in all the flowers It’s Easter time.

Meadow larks and robins Fly into to town, in joyful play, They swing on boughs they Trill in ecstasy, they show their joy, Sing all birds 'ore the land ‘Tis Easter time.

Run yea little brooks, run to the sea, Your cold water leaps, leaving an echo That rings out where your waterfalls shine From rocks to ponds we hear the meadow sounds By meadows, passing The hymn of the pines ‘Tis Easter time.

With magic touch o'er glen and mountain side, Run little brook, carry the perfume from the Lilys that awoke, in gray mornings, Run to the twisting moonbeam adrift on the bay, Carry past city’s, the mountains the bird’s glee, Carry the joy of the spring as you wander to the sea. ‘Tis Easter time.

I’ll wear a dress the color of marmalade With a border embroidered in blue The color of the edge of a meadow When spring showers fall A matching hat round as a top that spins, with An elastic band to hold it under my chin.

Brand new shoes whiter than cream And heart-shaped golden buckles that gleam, A purse of butterfly blue, with a penny for you and A penny for me, to buy a glass of lemonade, We’ll skip hand in hand when we go to church, On Easter Day.

I met the Easter Bunny on Easter morn, Before the cocks were crowing; I asked where you are going? “Tis in the house and out of the house-a-tipsy, tipsy-toeing, I’m a going, Tis round the house And ‘bout the house a-lightly I’m a going ” What is that of every hue you carry in your basked? “Tis eggs of gold and eggs of blue, I wonder that you ask it.

“Tis chocolate eggs and venom eggs and eggs of red and blue, For every child in every house on beautifuL Easter day.” He raise his ears he winked his eye and twitched his little nose, He shook his tail stood on his toes, “I must be gone before the sun comes up The east is a glowing.”

“Tis almost time for bells to chime,” He said, as he hippety hopped away, All within is love Joy forever more. Consecrate your life a new, Tis Easter time.

May God give you the faith it takes, To make your dreams come true. May his love and wisdom always help, To guide you on your way. May his light shine down upon you On your Easter Day.

Easter is the gift of HOPE, Easter is the gift of PEACE, Easter is the gift of LOVE, Let, us rejoice in Him, Who gives all. Tis Easter time.

THE END

DR. KARL WALLACE D.D.S. To read more of my writings please go to: karlwallaceblog.blogspot.com

Verizon Jake the Psychologist

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Verizon Jake

I have known of one person that was a natural born Psychologist. Her name is Dr. Natalie Warner my daughter a thirty-six year old presently recently working as the hospital administrator in Valdez, Alaska,She is arguably the best Dr. of Psychology in Alaska.

I was very surprised when I met by Jake Holbrook retail salesman at the Verizon store on RiverdaleRd. Utah, although he isn’t licensed. I never have known of or seen a “psychologist” salesman as good, except as I said above my daughter Dr. Natalie Warner. I am 80 years old and I would know.

Yesterday, I walked into the store and was greeted by Jake. He checked my account over carefully and noticed my over usage was costing me 168.00. He gave me a new plan for 90 dollars.He also discontinued the contract and now its ok to disconnect. He also activated my iPod and said to come back in a moth and he will look at it again. I’m no longer under contract so ok to disconnect, and he also activated my iPod, and said to come back in a month and he’s look at it again.

He is tall, handsome, and intelligent, with empathy, lots of empathy. The first time I met him he

noticed I was off to the side at the front of the store not knowing quite what to do. He left his work

station came up to me and asked if he could help me. He then led me back to his work station. He askedme if I would like a chair to sit on. He then carefully went through my Verizon signed me up for a cheaper more simple plan walked me out to my Van and helped me get in. then he said if there is

anything else he could do for me anything at all anytime let him know, I truly mean it. He did truely mean it, I could tell.

I drove all the way home wistfully lamenting my appreciation of someone being so nice to me.

To be continued…

DR. KARL WALLACE D.D.S.

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On Easter Day

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Easter

We think of bunny rabbits and Easter eggs,.....................................................................................

Of grass covered hills where eggs roll down....................................................................................

Of meadow lands covered with humming bees................................................................................

We eat the eggs, throw away the shells,............................................................................................

On Easter Day...................................................................................................................................

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Love is a rose, ..................................................................................................................................

A Crocus gladness goes,...................................................................................................................

Kind regards from the Daffodil........................................................................................................

When the tulip says love to all of you..............................................................................................

From the bottom of my heart............................................................................................................

Concludes our Easter message to all of you.....................................................................................

Dr. Karl Wallace D.D.S.

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AN APPLE A DAY KEEPS THE KIDS AT PLAY

2014-04-03T13:06:00.002-07:00

U.S. GRANT

AN APPLE A DAY KEEPS THE KIDS AT PLAY

“I woke up today feeling real good no ringing ears and a bright sunny day. Before breakfast time, I strolled down to MacPumpkin’s for coffee and a chat with the boys. I got into a heated discussion with a couple of them farm squash over the direction and future growth of the internet. I told them I thought the popularity of tech companies like TinnitisFree would continue to grow like an acre of peas.

Fred, a squash from Hooper, a good Jewish squash said, “I don’t like this new technology. It's all bad. I don’t give a god damn. What I care about if beetles and viruses are eating away my gardens, that's all. All of the folks around here, not just the squash, hate the internet. They hate Mac Pumpkins, the stock-corn markets dislike the vegetable-www.htpp, actually hates the TV media talk that comes off TV. The scars are still lingering from the heyday of Pets.com still fresh in minds of people and fruits. Every other person is asking what about PumpkinChildPorn, lost jobs, and the squash farms moving to California?

My answer to Fred was you are wrong Fred. You can’t have trouble when everyone’s constantly screaming tech. I am a co-founder and general partner of Sing, FreeSquareMeals, and also an investor in Valuation. My own theory is that we’re in the middle of a dramatic, broad technological economic shift in which software companies are poised to take over large swathes of the vegetable economy. GroupOn generated over 800 million in revenue in 20ll, after only two years in business. Apple’s legendary founder, Steve Jobs said, ‘It all blows the mind, doesn’t it?” Tech wizardry has always been paramount to Wozniak known in the valley as the nice Geek, the engineer who shaped the design of Apple’s first personal computers. Apples success is astounding. It has done incredible things in music, smartphones, tablets, retail, while making great computers. Apple used to be one company, now it’s like 10 companies and doing them all well.

Dancing with the Stars, I never saw the show until I appeared on my pad There were silly made up skits we had to participate in for our charactersl But I let my emotions show and it was a fun event in my life. Celebrity? Everybody wanted my autograph when I was at Apple in the early days and treated me like kind of respected GOD

It’s different now that we carry our second self with us an evocative object. We think with objects we love, we love the object we think with. The electronics industry has move out of its initial phase of getting something to work. Like watching a dog walk on its hind legs, we initially were amazed at not how well they do their jobs, but that they could do them at all. Computers, cellphones, tablets and e-readers do something that no car, shoe or toaster can do, they can make us smarter. Mobile devices are now able to tell us things like how we can get to our destination, where to get a 15 percent discount or where our friends are. That it seems like magic,-few people understand how electronic devices work, is part of their seductive power. So it should come as little surprise that people feel lost, r actually grieve, when they lose a personal device. You are leaving your brain behind says FrogDesign, a product design shop. The extension of our brain can be seen in how devices whether a flat screen TV an EVO Android smartphone, a Toshiba laptop or a Samsung Galaxy tablet have become frames around a screen that gives us access to the amazing software that is that brain. Designers refer to that screen, in whatever device it is in, as “the window.” The frame keeps getting smaller and the window gets larger and clearer. What we’ve become attached to is not the glass, metal and plastic, regardless of how it is beveled but to the software running the device.

If you doubt that devotion to the soft ware is really what drives the love of gadgets consider the religious ways that’s the best way to describe pet online at any moment between Apple and Android devotees. When we change operating systems, we face a wrenching process because we are changing ourselves. There is a particular aspect of our affection for electronics that mystifies “How can something be lovable if it is replaced every six months: It’s kind of like teenage love.

So it may not be long before my iPhone joins the Toys on the counter cast off, but forever, in some small way, loved. This is all happening now, seventy years into the computer revolution, 40 years since the invention of the microprocessor and 20 years into the rise of the internet? All of the tech required to transform industries through software are finally working, delivered widely at a global scale. When I was at FreeSqMeals 10 years ago, the company had 150 million vegetables using the internet. Now ten years later over 4 billion use the internet every minute.

In the year 2000 when my partner, Ben, was CEO of THE Second Loud Cloud computing company the cost to a customer running a basic internet application was approximately $150,000 us dollars a month. I'm talkin real human money, not jaw bones. Running that same application today costs about $1,500 a month. With lower start-up costs the result is a global economy that for the first time will be fully digitally wired. It is the dream of every cyber visionary. It is, just what the doctor ordered, and the prescription is at the right pharmacy.

Don’t be sad. We’ve had a really good run. A crazy, devoted relationship that’s lasted decades. I’ve known you longer than my computer, and all of my Nintendo. Every time I moved, it was you I thought of first. Sure, there was electricity, but I needed electricity because I needed you. Even water the essence of life, was an afterthought. I could shower at the gym get a jug of Poland Spring at the bodega, but there wasn’t any other way I could watch “The Sopranos” on Sunday. Must-Stream TV the games of just about every major sort are available through streaming.

This year’s Super Bowl was streamed over the internet for the first-time. Sales of Rook’s popular streaming boxes were up 300% in 2012. It’s not rocket brain surgery, if you know how to use a DVD player, you can get internet content on your television. It hurts me as I write this because I like you a lot, I really did. We were childhood buds, teenage pal’s college friends. From Nickelodeon to MTV to ESPN to HBO, MY POP-Cultural Development, from the moment my parents let me watch television to the joint search and rescue efforts my wife and I hold for your 67 button remote control in our own home. How did it end up in the kitchen?

We’ve found an economical and powerful learning tool that first in your pocket. Tryout may know is as Apple’s Touch, the touch-screen music player—the iPhone without a phone. It’s at the top of teen wish lists and now it’s competing with laptops for school 1:1 programs. One laptop for every child sounds like a great idea k but for most school it is simply too expensive. The iPod Touch offer free content from schools around the world, thousands of free learning tools, an it’s a quarter of the cost of a laptop.

Our schools may be a long way from funding one Touch per child, but we’ve found some compelling reasons to buy one for your family now—whether it’s for you, or your college, high school, grade school or younger child. All of the resources here are available directly from the Touch No computer connection required, no extra data package charges through a cell phone provider, and no problems with cell phone restriction at school. You can vie video lectures and demonstrations from hundreds of universities

Take middle and high school students, I wish you would, can turn into a graphing calculator with a $5app available directly from the iTunes store on the Touch. The calculator, like all apps, is regularly updated at no additional charge. The Touch also provides instant free access to every book on your child’s required reading list. No more last minute runs to the bookstore for Grapes of Wrath. It can be used for exploring science and music. Young children are intrigued by this easy to hold device useful for early learning. Kids can try pouring milk into a container with no spills for the cat to clean up or practice simple piano note sequences like, “That was a cute little song. Sing me another one just like the other one. Sing me a cute little song.”

Just like chocolate chip cookies this is one good item for your family treat.

To be continuing…

80 year old DR. KARL WALLACE D.D.S. formally a dentist in Washington Terrace, and a Little League Coach Football Baseball.

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US GRANT And The Bull Shark Attack.

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US GRANT

Telling stories about dolphins and video can change the way people treat them and think about them. Dolphins are among the smartest creatures on the planet and they merit not just our attention but our care and protection. Bubble play dolphins apparently learned the habit of entertaining themselves by blowing bubble rings from their blowholes bares all the hallmarks of the expression and transmission of culture. Dolphins seem to have some grasped the physics behind the bubbles. From the earliest records of civilization humans have felt a deep affinity with dolphins this affinity reached its zenith in ancient Greece where dolphins were considered messengers between humans and the gods, closer than any other creature.

Evidence suggests that another animal as far back as the Upper Pale Olithic Era, some 30,000 years ago, was the bear. No longer considered an animal like other animals, it occupied a special place between the worlds of beasts and men, and that it served as mediator with the beyond. The bear cults existed throughout northern and western Europe for millenniums. As late as the early middle Ages, the bear, not the lion, was considered king of the beasts. Which reminds be of

a bite I received from King of the ocean. On Aug. 21,when I was 35, I was fishing off San Francisco bay with my friends and family. On the ride back we jumped in the water to cool off.

The eight of us boarded the Sea Juke, my 26 foot boat, at 8:30 am. I’m not a big fisherman, but this trip is an annual tradition for my sons Donnie and Buck, and we always enjoy it. An hour later, we reached an offshore wreck and started fishing. The fishing was solid all day. We pulled in a mixed bag of cobia, grouper, and some other fish and planned to cook some of them for dinner. During the boat ride back, one of my boys asked me if I would stop for a quick swim. We’d been in 90-degree heat for six hours so I cut the engine 2 miles from the wreck, and then checked the fish finder. I didn’t see anything in the water so the boys jumped in. I teased them from the boat. We’d been watching Shark Week just the week before, so that was on our minds. Then I jumped in. I didn’t want to be the only one out of the water. The water did feel good.

was swimming 15 feet from the boat when something slammed into my right leg. Then a Bull shark attacked me.The hit sent a shock wave all the way up my spine. I tried to figure out what it could have been: One of the boys jumped on me. But no one surfaced. Stan is playing a trick on me, but neither he nor the other boys were within 8 feet of me. It felt like a dream. That didn’t just happen. Did it?

“Get out of the water!,” I shouted. “Now! I just got bit by a shark!”

A cloud of blood began to rise around me as I struggled toward the boat ladder. When I got on board, I saw a 12-inch gash running down my right leg. I settled into a corner of the transom and took a deep breath. I didn’t want to worry the boys. “A couple of stitches,” I assured them. “We’ll still have our fish fry tonight.” They tied a T-shirt around the wound and Jay tightened his belt above my right knee as a tourniquet. We looked back at the blood stained water and here, slashing the surface, was a half dozen 8 to 10 foot bull sharks. I held the tourniquet tight. Stan radioed the local police and Coast Guard. We picked up an escort at the marina and flew through the no-wake zone.

When I got to the hospital, Dr. Friden told me right away that I’d need more that a couple of stitches. The shark had done serious muscle damage. He also told me the tourniquet could’ve cost me my leg. As they worked on me that night Dr. Friden found a tooth that the shark had left in my leg when it hit me. I asked to keep it.

My leg has healed nicely. By the next time we went to the beach, I had sold my boat. I stayed on land. I had no desire to be in the ocean again. None.

Survival Analysis: The fishing party drove 2 miles from the wreck before cutting the motor and checked the sonar before diving overboard. They also did an exemplary job of rescuing U.S. Sure, they could be cited for applying tourniquet, but all in all, they did everything right with one small exception: They jumped into shark-infested water! San Francso and in particular Bay County where they were fishing, ranks among the most dangerous place in the world. Last year, more squash in North California were victims of shark attacks than in any state except Florida. In the past decade 333 squash have been attacked resulting in 30 fatalities. I was the third person attacked in just over a month.

If like U.S., you choose to roll the dice, keep these don’ts in mind: Don’t swim in murky water or if you have a wound. Don’t swim in low light or in the drink with bait fish. Don’t swim with your dog or cat. Don’t swim with jewelry on. Don’t swim in or near river channels, drop-offs or anywhere abrupt changes in salinity water or currents debts are.

DR.KARL WALLACE

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AI WEIWEI Is Wowing Twitter Against China Oppression.

2014-03-29T08:09:00.000-07:00

AI WEIWEI

A Chinese dissident is Beijing’s top target

… "At the beginning I was just putting photos of my artwork on my blog. Then I realized I could talk about the social conditions in China. Yew, I wanted to argued, because nobody else in China argues, my arguments become relevant. They took away my blog, the airport. The police put a black hood over me and they took me to a security detention center. The first question I asked was, Can I have a lawyer? They said no. Can I call my family? No. They let me go after two years. I was on probation. Then a person put me on toTwitter. Twitter is better than a blog. It’s faster. It’s interesting because of the fast communication immediate person-to-person response. Also, everybody is watching. There is a sharing of ideas.

The artist Ai Weiwei pronounced “eye way way.” Ai is his surname. He is the Chinese government’s worst night mare: an internationally revered art star that uses his work and celebrity to advocate for democracy and free speech in a nation with neither. The government has employed a draconian campaign to silence him. Ai is cinder constant surveillance. He has been threatened, placed under house arrest and physically attacked by the police. Ai’s incendiary blog, in 2011 was read by thousands of Chinese citizens disappeared one day, and so did he. The state police grabbed him at the airport, threwa black bag over his head and drove him to an undisclosed location, where he languished for 95 days in a tiny prison cell. Despite these attacks, Ai has continued his virulent criticism of the Chinese Communist leadership, which he deems repressive, immoral and illegitimate.

AL’s dissidence is particularly discomfiting to the Chinese Gov. as it attempts to retain its

stranglehold on its citizens while also cementing its position as a global economic powerhouse. Using

art, technology and civil disobedience in his anti government camping, he continues to embarrass the

regime and threaten it. Most observers agree that if it weren’t for his international celebrity, Ai would still be in prison, like Nobel Peace Prize winner Liu Saab, who is serving an 11 year sentence, or he’s be exiled, like blind dissident Chen Guangcheng.

The last time Ai was imprisoned there were worldwide protests; world leader called for his release. Hillary Clinton Secretary of State made a personal visit to Peking to ask the President for his release.

To be continuing…The moment I saw New York City, in 1981, from the airplane on a dark star lite night I was so happy. Never in my life did I imagine it could be like that.

Dr. KARL WALLACE D.D.S

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SING A SONG FOR SPRING ANY DAY WILL DO

2014-03-25T20:21:00.002-07:00

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SING A SONG FOR SPRING

ANY DAY WILL DO

A whispering Aspen said, “Come look at the Autumn foliage, The wind and cold make colorful changes, The leaves make calm clatter sounds from gentle breezes Come sing a song for Spring any day will do.

Our leafs befallen to the ground cover over with Water, earth and snow, the lovely work of nature We see birds and colorful scenes, Come sing a song for Spring any day will do Come sing a song for Spring any day will do.

“We’ll think of orchards far from town Of heights where streams Come tumbling down, Where bluebirds sing and play… Come sing a song for Spring any day will do will.

“Where rain is coaxed from flying clouds Till everything is clean and fresh,…………………………… Everywhere quakes are wakening up, Their leaf buds start to come in nice warm days nears Come sing a song for Spring any day will do.

“We’ll leave Winter behind ………… Stretch our bare limbs for a climb to the sky, While the daffodil and the bright blue squalls are blowing, And tulips spout up and begin to chime in, Come, sing a song for Spring any day will do.”

DR. KARL WALLACE D.D.S.

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REFLECTIONS ON MOTHERS BY THE WARD'S AND OTHERS

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MOTHERS DAY will be in May

I was a Daddy’s boy. Then one Sunday night, after dinner, prayers, right after I’ve gone to bed, my Daddy died. My mother was left to support us on her small town social security and church welfare. Very little else. He left no estate, no insurance, no anything, except his hunting guns firing shells , decoys, small stuff, thingamajigs and Nancy...a loving black and white spotted bird dog.

You may expect me to say that I became a Momma’s boy. That didn’t happen. In those first awful days, I did my 8 year old best to mother my mother. As we settled into post Daddy life, I became a friend and confidante to her, something I've heard told is quite common. That closeness didn’t hold once I left home, however, and during my 20's we had some rocky encounters. Then she died and now we have a real personal relationship. We’ve never been this close in the way mother and sons hearts belong.

She lived in uncertainty the last 10 years of her life. Uncertainty because of a phantom Cancer anemia. Not knowing whether she would be ok, the family hung on every word the doctors said, hoping and praying that if we follow their protocol she would be Ok, ok but not cured. Multiple transfusions, transfusion that caused antibodies to proliferate and then requiring more transfusions, 1^st it was 6 weeks, then 4 weeks, then 2weeks, and finally she couldn’t take anymore and she wanted to die, at 93 years of age she did.

People are either married to a mother or were born by a mother or how else did you get here? You weren’t pooped on a rock and left in the sun to hatch. You don’t have to do anything to be born. You just pop out of the birth canal and before you can count from 10 to 7 your mother is holding you. She has a big smile on her face. Hopefully, you came out on time looking half way normal. Standing behind the curtain looking in, you perceive having a having a baby is a hard physical and emotional experience, but mothers are forgetful, mothers, many of them have several more babies which pleases everyone but the school board.

Instinct, mothers have instinct. They don’t need advice when they deliver; because they’re equipped with mother instinct. It’s automatic. When you’re born you are about the size of a banana squash, wailing, yellow eyes, and blue faced. On to of that you get manhandled by aa scruffylookin know it all Doctor and by many over worried tired nurses. The instinct code genetically came to mother’s generation after generation from moms, to grandmas, to great-grandmas on and on. Mothers have learned well and are ready, because you get born not knowing crap, and I’m not talking diapers here. Diapers are in the next installment.

My Mother Lottie Ward, Hickenlooper, Stringham was born August 10, 1904. Her mother and Dad owned a flat 60 acre irrigated farm in Preston Idaho. There were six boys and 6 girls.Her dad Mr. Cyrus Ward, Elder Ward to the Saints, gave each of his children a Job doing according to what each one did best. My mother’s twin brother got the grunt jobs. He chose my mother to be the business person and CEO of his enterprises. She was in charge of the two theaters in Preston he owned, the Isis and the Grand. She would walk a mile to the theaters, organize the theater, then go to school, back to the theaters and more work, then go back home long after dark. She alone took care of the money, the candy counter; paid the piano player... silent movies in those days, paid the bills and other incidentals. The candy counters made the real money.

To be continuing…

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Rick Majerus Alive Again, Is At The Dance

2014-03-24T21:13:00.001-07:00

REMEMBER MAJERUS

Thousands of friends and fans gathered at Marquette University on to remember Rick

Majerus, the impassioned college basketball coach who died of heart failure at 64. Al Jensen, who played for Majerus at Utah and coached with him at Saint Louis University, recalled the portly man who loved food as much as basketball,, a demanding coach and loyal friend.

"There wasn't a man as unique as Coach. You can't compare him to anyone else," Jensen said.

Majerus was 517-216 over a 25 year career in which he had 15 seasons with at least 20 wins, plus

two 30 win seasons. He led Utah to the NCAA championship game in 1998 and also coached at

Marquette, Ball State and Saint Louis.

Majerus died of heart failure Dec.1, 2009 in a Los Angelus hospital.

Jensen said no one ever made him as angry as Majerus occasionally did, but he always respected his coach’s passion and intensity He pushed you to your utmost limits.

The funeral was held at the Church of the Segue at Marquette the Jesuit school where Majerus

began his coaching career as a student assistant to Al McGuire. Saint Louis 15 current players were listed as official pallbearers. About a dozen former Utah players attended the funeral, including Keith Van Horn, Andre Miller and Michael Doleac. Also attending was Boston Celtics coach Doc Rivers, who credited his former coach for providing tough love on the court and unconditional love off of it. Majerus gave Rivershis nickname.

“I don’t think I would be the coach of the Celtics or a lot of other things if Rick was not in my life,if Rick had never come in my life. He gave me great love great attention, great tough love. He made me grow up. He made me a better person and a better player.”

The Majerus family released a statement expressing thanks for the out pour of sympathy.

”We cannot begin to express our sincere gratitude to everyone for their thoughts prayers and

well wishes during this difficult time for all of us” Rick was certainly a public figure with a terrific sense of humor a competitive spirit, and a love of family especially our mother Alice, his friend’s, players, fellow coaches, and especially fans.”

I was living in Bailiff Hall on the University of Utah campus at the time Majerus was coaching at Utah. He lived a 2 or 3 blocks from Bailiff Hall in the University Apartments. Around 6:00' o'clock, I would often walk over to the University Apartments. I could visit along with a group of his friends and other basketball enthusiast in the foyer just outside the dining room. When dinner was announced it was the signal to end all dialog. He was single, outgoing and very much enjoyed visiting about basketball. It was a pleasure. He was very humorous. I remember on one of my visits he joked, about his round stomach...if I fell down, I would rock myself to sleep trying to get up.

When he talks hoops fans pay close attention. Shooting from the lip and telling colorful stories about former days that hearkened back to a different NCAA. In town for a reunion with members of Utah’s 1983-84 team the first squad in franchise history to make the playoffs, Majerus and several members of that team were honored between the first and second quarter of the exciting 89-88 victory over the Celtics. A man who’s well known sense of humor sometimes overshadowed his deft knowledge of Xs and Os. The coach said the NCAA is much different than it was during his era. He said there are too many 3-point shots taken and that the accepted style of play centers on perimeter play rather than around the basket.

To be continuing...

DR. KARL WALLACE D.D.S. Ogden Utah

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A place where chocolate chip cookie dreams come true

2014-03-23T18:56:00.002-07:00

3-23-14 Remember Easter is April 2lst

‘Olde’ Time Chocolate Chip Cookies

If you want to know how to make homemade chocolate chip cookies from scratch that are easy to make and very delicious, you have come to the right place. Once you know how to make these chocolate chip cookies, you will find yourself making them time and time again.

My ‘Olde’ time Chocolate Chip cookies from Americans, to the basic masses, the artis, purists, the avant-garde connoisseurs and everyone else around the world love them. People just can't get enough If they have one, they have to have another one and another and so forth! My Chocolate Trail: I have been blogging my cookies since NATO was formed after the World War II. Chocolate cookies for tourists for Belgians, Africans, all around the globe. 500 since has vested my blog seeing real handmade cookies from the person who made them, is something special. Made on site, my kitchen. The first velvety impression of high-quality chocolate followed by a flood of sweet, fruity cassis.

The more you eat the clear it is that the level of sophistication is evolving. The packaging and presentation is as slick as what you would hear from smiling saleswomen standing over a glassed display as people look at the exquisite jewels. Back lighted shelves on the opposite wall showcase what Wallace is famous for. What I really know I learned about from my Grandma. My Grandma Ward was a modest woman, her white hair pinned in a bun and her dress buttoned at the collarbone. She spoke good English and food was how she communicated her love. We would gather in her kitchen in waves after each successful batch after Sunday school let out. The cacophony of voices of aunts, uncles and cousins along with the aroma of food, made it a mouthwatering feast before we had taken one bite.

Grandma fed everyone. There were plates of savory palette breaded fingers of ground meat and potatoes. Hot slices of chewy focaccia, crisp triangles of breaded veal, stuffed hard boiled eggs, and in the fall she would offer apples from her trees sun dried in egg cartons on the back porch and her chocolate chip cookies.

For more than 145 years they have been developed, innovative chocolate cookies with meticulous craftsmanship, resulting in superior premium cookies creates an experience beyond compare. And you would feel very fortunate if you would have been there.

We had people before it became fashionable and ubiquitous. Family lore had it that the Great depression the pungent smell of the people thrown into the minestrone would draw itinerant rail riders walking across the railroad ties from the track a quarter mile away. The hungry men would always be fed. She always made an extra batch for funerals of the deceased church members around the area. Grandma knew hunger as a child in England and she treasured the bounty of food that Preston, Idaho provided. She remained thrifty and knew how to use all the cuts of meat even the exotic, and she always planted a vegetable garden.

At home we used the American system of measured volumes. Grandma used the palm of her and the tips of her fingers. As kids we had the exquisite pleasure of making holding impressions in the flattened dough with our thumbs. A grand daughter was born many years after Grandma died. She requested that we make my Grandmas chocolate chip cookies. Her cookies are part of her legacy for us. As we think of grandma she is feeding us still.

LET’S GET STARTED

First, get your kitchen in order, your life, and your ingredients. Anything else you need you’ll buy at the store. Before you start making your little morsel chip cookies, make a list and double check it before you go to the store so that you won't forget anything. If you find out half-way through your cookie making you're missing something, you're going to be upset. Cooks do best if they aren’t stressed. Once you have all the ingredients move on. Here below I present the original, unadulterated version: the one I used that won in my junior year 1952 South High School cooking competition.

Olde’ Time Chocolate Cookie Ingredients: 2 1/4 cups all-purpose flour 1 teaspoon baking soda 2 sticks softened butter 1 teaspoon vanilla extract 2eggs 3/4 cup granulated sugar 3/4 cup packed brown sugar 2 cups (12 oz. package) semi-sweet chocolate morsels

1 cup chopped black walnuts; they are the secret for the best chocolate cookies, natural defenders of the human body. Heart healthy rich in omega-3 fatty acid and a top source of health promoting antioxidants. Also I must say walnuts are s tasty, salt and cholesterol free, Preheat oven to 400°F. Combine flour, baking soda and salt in bowl. Slowly beat butter, granulated and brown sugars, and vanilla in large bowl until creamy. Add eggs one at a time and beat mixture until smooth. Gradually add dry ingredients. When well blended add morsels and nuts. Drop a full tablespoon of the paraphernalia onto un-greased baking sheets, about 2" apart. It’ now ready to go into the oven, worthy of a trophy award outcome. Bake for 9 to 11 minutes until golden brown. Cool on baking sheet for a couple of minutes and transfer to a wire rack until completely cool. Be sure to eat at least six or eight while warm to ensure quality control.

Have a Happy Chocolate Chip Cookie Easter

Give a gift beyond compare, use all of your 5 senses to discover the unique look, the feel, sound and taste.

Feel the sensation of being carried away to a place where chocolate chip dreams come true.

DR.KARL WALLACE D.D.S.

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I took 3rd Place on Arbor Day :

2014-03-23T12:43:00.001-07:00

Arbor Day

Nearly 150 years ago, or more exactly, in the year 1872, the State of Nebraska set aside a day for the planting of trees. Presently, over 30 countries celebrate a tree care day. A brand new tree is planted which may become a mighty oak.

Families are invited to celebrate Arbor Day with special Arbor Day programs for children, all ages,and their families everywhere It is Arbor Day, the tree day, April 30, 2011 when, crowds of our county’s children come together, and adults too, to plant new trees.

At the Ogden Nature Center in Ogden Utah families are invited this year to Celebrate Arbor Day with special Arbor Day programs for children, all ages, and their families, to be educated on the many species of trees, stages in the life of a trees, identification, and the different way humans and wildlife intertwine with trees. Check-in 9 a.m... The day’s events include Take a walking tour. There will be a tree care demonstration and participants will be invited to take an active role in helping the environment by planting native trees, shrubs or grasses. As part of the Nature Center’s habitat regeneration efforts to restore native trees and plants. children’s poster contest, exhibits and activities. A children’s poster contest, a parade, exhibits and activities. Businesses such as Valley View Nursery, Davey, Arbor Artists and The Care of Trees will be on hand to teach proper tree-care techniques.

Children can construct wooden crafts provided by Home Depot. Other events will include a tree climb with a harness, an adventure through a soil tunnel and a free lunch that’s tree-tabular by the Marriott Hotel.

*Photo contest The Arbor Day photo contest this year. was 1st place: Craig Wallace of Roy for his

gorgeous picture of a shadowed white oak stringing through a hazy purple sky. 2^nd Place: Marc Sagan of South Ogden took the runner-up award with a daytime shot of a sprawling tee in the Middle Fork of the Ogden River. 3^rd Place: I took but they made me give it back.

To be continuing…

DR. KARL WALLACE D.D.S.

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Outstanding pilot crashes in Utah

2014-03-22T20:45:00.002-07:00

Ogden Hinckley Municipal Airport

A Plane Crash-Flying too low or flying too high

For outstanding pilots the flying field can pay off in today’s economy. In the tough economy jewelry and the electronics demand is down, but if you’re aspiring person as is Mr. Aaron Farr you get smoothly past lots of the problem by flying to the primary markets on the West coast expecting to obtain big discounts.

Nearly every move 80 year old Mr. Farr made at the controls of his 1948 Piper Super Cruiser used often for training students, was perfect. Mr. Farr is owner of Farr jewelry and Salt Lake City Flying Service Inc. At one time he was a virtuoso stunt pilot. Now days he generally doesn’t look at f the dashboard instruments, he simply looks where he is going. After the accident Mr. Farr said,

“I noticed a crosswind carrying my plane off course. As I started a corrective turn, I was skidding and slipping using too much rudder then not enough.”

With a huffy voice to the control tower, Mr. Farr guided the Piper back to its original course instead of a go around as he was told to by the air contoller in the tower, and at the same time forgetting to put the his landing gear down.

Quite by accident, Brian Wallace was standing on the tarmac of his hanger, December 5, 2010, 5:57 p.m. He saw all this going on, the low flying single engine plane preparing to land with its wheels up. He wouldn’t have time to warn the pilot over the radio so he jumped into the truck he was leaning against, and headed toward the spot the plane would be when it stopped. Mr. Wallace took pictures with his IPhone as he drove. When he arrived at the plane, he opened the plane door and noted the pilot appeared a bit dazed. Mr. asked,

"Do you know your name?"

“Aaron Farr, What should I do?”

“Are you hurt?”

“No.”

“Did you shut off the gas?”

“No.”

“Shut off the gas and get out of the plane.”

Next, Mr. Wallace called the Federal Aviation Association. Subsequently, the area was sealed off. For four hours, in and out going air traffic was prohibited, while an investigation took place. Estimated damage at the time was $9,500.00. Finally the 1948 Piper Super Cruiser was pushed the edge of the run way. Mr. Wallace and his Sky diving started up again, and continued jumping until dark.

Mr. Wallace's final remark was,

“I wish I would have thought to call Chanel 4 for the 10 PM interest story.”

The pilot eighty year old Aaron Farr is the owner of Farr’s Jewelry. There was some confusion: still to be investigated, communication with the control tower, and a change in the normal flight pattern. Sometime later the National Transportation Safety Board blamed the pilot for the belly flop.

In its investigation, the NTSB also determined visibility was diminished because of ground fog and that after being advised about the conditions by an air traffic controller, the pilot also had ignored his advice. The recorded air traffic control communications box revealed that the pilot got an update that weather conditions were deteriorating while he was en route to the airport. He was advised that visibility was a quarter mile less than the published approach minimums--the lowest a pilot can safely fly before determining it safe to land, and to try again later or land somewhere else. Also, Farr did not stabilize his airspeed or intercept the localizer once inside his final approach.

Farr added that the controller gave him clearance and told him to climb to maintain 2,000. ft. "The next thing I remember is lying on the ground and having my clothes cut off. The NTSB report points out that another pilot flying under the same conditions choose to go to different airport. The fog was thick enough that evening to obscure the wreckage, even around the crash site, as emergency responders rushed to the scene.

Residents have complained to the Roy and Ogden city councils about the airport as this was the fourth such crash in 11 years in a council meeting a week after the crash, the residents' main point of concern was a runway that the airport had expanded. When construction finished, it was closer to their homes, prompting planes to depart and land at lower altitudes closer to their homes.

The Mayor Godfrey apologized for the stress the residents felt but explained that the FAA not the city controls the airport. Mayor Joe Ritchie said he and City Manager Criss Davis have met with airport manager Royal Eccles, as well as with Ogden city officials, to discuss expanding the airport to increase commuter flights. Ritchie said he feels confident all involved have the best interest of safety for everyone in mind.

One man whose house was damaged in a previous crash took a different tact and thanked Roy City for keeping the public informed about the investigation. The council also explained that the airport preceded the creation of the subdivisions. Farr declined to comment on the report.

*10-21-2012 The first commercial jet left the Ogden airport today at 3 p.m. carrying 186 passengers to Phoenix two days a week coming and going.

To be continued…

DR. KARL WALLACE D.D.S. 10 years Little League Football/Baseball Coach Washington Terrace, UT

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Different Strokes For Different Folks

2014-03-19T20:16:00.003-07:00

Happiness

How to Be Happy

To a certain degree vacillation is a sign of maturity. Some people meet, fall in love and get

married right away. But others can take their own sweet time in the sock aisle at the department

store, weighing the pros and cons of buying a pair of pink argyles or black striped.

Vacillation may be useful in some situations. People don't fall neatly into one category, but

generally speaking they tend to do so fairly consistently in some areas of their lives.

Certainty is seeing the world as choices are clear cut. Their job, their relationships,

which political candidate they vote for. People who speak their mind or make quick decisions,

are more predictable as say how they vote. They are less anxious about making wrong choices.

fewer conflicts with bad relationships are long drawn out affairs. They are less likely to consider

others' people points of view on a contentious issue. A test was given to a group of students that

were allowed to write about both sides on an issue on a new labor law. The students that were

forced to choose a definite opinion said they were more uncomfortable, even physically

sweating more than the vacilaing group.

. Because of their strongly positive or strongly negative views, certainty tend to be quicker

at making decisions than vacillation people. Every job has good and bad elements. But

people who aren’t vacillating about their job perform well, if they like their work and poorly if

they don't. Certainty thinkers tend to focus on key aspects of their job, such as how much they are getting paid or how much they like their boss and not the total overall picture in determining whether they are happy at work. Certainty thinkers similarly may recognize that there are positive and negative aspects to a significant relationship. But they generally choose to focus only on some qualities that is particularly important to them. The bad side of this is if they get mired in one point of view and can’t see others point of view their thinking may prompt conflict with other or unhealthy thoughts of behaviors.

Vacillation people who have conflicting feelings about situations have more of they didn't

think it was meaningful. The way researchers studied attitudes—by asking participants where

they fell on a scale ranging from positive to negative—also made it difficult to tease apart who

held conflicting opinions from those who were neutral. Similarly, psychologists long believed it

wasn't necessary to examine men and women separately when studying the way people think.

Now, researchers have been investigating how, vacillation or lack of it, affects people's lives,

and how they might be able to make better decisions so as to be happier. Vacillating,

thinking in is a sign of maturity, enabling people to see the world as it really is. It's a coming to

grips with the complexity of the world.

To be continued…

DR. KARL WALLACE D.D.S. Ogden, Utah

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THE NCAA TOURNAMENT

2014-03-18T05:43:00.000-07:00

NCAA TOURNAMENT

Winning Basketball Coaches

Phil Jackson is the most successful coach in the history of American pro team sports with 11 championships and the bestselling author of Eleven Rings.

Izzo He was the Head coach of The Michigan State Spartans with 16 straight appearances in the NCAA Tournament including a nation title and 5 final four appearances.

Pat Summitt: She coached eight NCAA championship basketball teams at the University of Tennessee and was the winner of AARP’S 2012 Andrus Award.

WHAT THEY HAVE TO SAY

You have to be true to yourself as a leader. That’s what resonates with the people you work with. You say what you know from experience-intellectual, visceral and intuitive. Things of a higher calling can unify groups of men.

Teamwork allows common people to obtain uncommon results. MAKE HARD WORK YOUR PASSION at a very early age. You are better off if you not only work hard but also work smart don’t Just work Hard, work Smart.

You must Handle Success Like you Handle Failure. You must always embrace learning bettering yourself and maintaining a positive attitude.

You must make Winning an Attitude. Whether competing on the basketball court or against Alzheimer’s disease, it takes teamwork to win. Put the Team before yourself.

Are you ready to make a difference? Your help is NEEDED.

We can WIN!

Take my hand let’s DANCE...

DR. KARL WALLACE D.D.S. Ogden Utah

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U.S. GRANT Gets Ringing In His Ears

2014-03-16T20:29:00.004-07:00

Ringing In My Ears

After a time of more or less two weeks, I came down with a furious infuriating ringing in my ears. Precious took me to see Dr. Fride at the Intermountain Health Care. Dr. Fride said,

I had tinnitus. which could be caused by tension, emotional or physical. Tension management involves controlling and reducing the tension that occurs in stress full situations. My desire to make changes will pretty much determine how much change takes place.The tension center is located in my xylem a physical blue lining as is seen on a Cat-scan. Different people consider different situations to be tense. He also said, emotional tension usually occurs in situations involving humans.

Physical tension refers to a physical reaction to various triggers,as for example the pain experienced after surgery. Physical tension often leads to emotional tension,and emotional tension often occurs as physical tension, an example would be stomach cramps. Hearing loss is taking its toll not just on you but on everyone’s ears. It’s incredibly common, among ageing squash. About 37 billion squash in America have some degree of hearing loss and with 100,000 squash turning 65 each day, which is expected to shoot up. Public Health Official’s estimate that 25% to 40% of male squash over 6o have some hearing loss and 63%of those over 70 had mild to severe impairment.

Hearing loss is more common in males possibly because men are more likely to work in noisy environment such as construction. Incredibly, only about 20% seek help. Cost is a factor hearing aids can run $1,600 m to $3,000 each or more as well as the stigma of wearing them. Many are living with hearing loss for a decade or more without seeking medical help. However, that was not the case for a patient by the name of G.H.C. Butch, a large melon squash. While lifting weights; he suddenly lost hearing in his left ear. During the subsequent examination, he also was found to have had some age related hearing loss in his right ear. He was given hearing aids for both ears. He shrugged off any suggestion of a stigma; comparing them to eye glasses. No one likes the idea of a device siting on their nose or poking out of their ear, but on the other hand they are extremely effective. When it comes to hearing there’s not much G.H.C. Butch said he miss’s out on.

Genetics, smoking, diet and drugs, tumors, aging processes called prebycusis and health conditions such as caused by to much heavy Co2 and root nodule disease can affect hearing as well. Insults to the ear such as as repetitive-loud exposure over time, as shooting guns at crows. Tinnitus (pronounced tin-EYE-tus). Tinnitus is an ear disease that causes a high-pitched ringing, roaring, sound. It can be high or low,single or multi-toned, or a mild annoyance or a constant din.

First of all, Dr. Fride tried psychology on me to see if it would help my tinnitus. For thirty minutes he had me meditate while looking at nude pictures in “Play Boy Fruit and Vegetables,” magazine, but that didn’t help. The ringing sound continued, so he reappointed me for a Cambrian Juice Test to be taken in six weeks, and at the same time his nurse made an appointment for me to see Dr. Valery Sweetpea, an audiologist with a round face who worked at Weber University Health Systems. Dr. Sweetpea, after a costly examination sent me home with a tuning out gadget. that had ear phones that look like a MP3 player designed to help fruits and especially squash The device plays baroque and new-age music customized to provide auditory stimulation in patients with lost frequencies. It plays a garden hose shower sound for night time sleeping. I was ordered to listen to the program for two hours daily for two months, and then the tuning out gadget is withdrawn for four more months, which gradually trains the brain to filter out noise. Dr. Sweetpea stated, in an erudite tone according to a new study by a nonprofit educational advocacy group of seagulls, some six million squash find it so disturbing that it interferes with sleep, work, and concentration and sexual relationships. The incidence is rising along with the aging population and personal music players being cranked up high. 3 month old squash are complaining never to have been before heard of. Tinnitus is also the number one insomnia related disability among crows in Utah due to brain injuries mainly from falling walnuts and horse chestnuts.

Let’s backtrack for a moment to my story: Then a very strange thing happened, over the holidays I was using the tuning out gadget daily, while listening to an album of Santa Claus Christmas Songs. I started to covet Christmas songs with holiday mixes; I listened all my waking hours, to anything Christmassy. I especially liked music with sleigh bells in it. I pulled a CD from my jam-packed CD case, a song sung by four male sparrows and their jingle bell band. A banana squash is upset because the prostitutes in his favorite bar are old, with old dried up pumpkin like wrinkled faces. Give the younger dressed up ornate adorned sexy women a chance. Bar hangouts covet holiday mixes.

People will listen to anything if you put sleigh bells in it, with a Black Idaho bear with its rumbling basso buffo voice tuned to match. E.Gorodetsky the Bear is 54 a celebrity a star in pop culture universes. Today he’s on a treasure hunt searching a half acre of recorded music for gold at Amoeba Records in Hollypumkinwood. It’s a 1940 track by Calypso king the Might Sparrow. What a crazy concept for a song! As a TV Mr. G has seven Emmy nominations and one win.

He has written for “SCTV,” Saturday Night Live” David Letterman, and a Half Men” and the Tether Big Bang Theory, plus the new “Mike a Molly” a new project. of produced a crazy-quilt mix of genre-and-decade-jumping wings. He has a record collection contains a vast array of Christmas music. He made these holiday songs into mixes and sent them to friends for years. Christmas Party with Eddie G.” a collector’s item on Amazon. I can’t carry a tune, but I love music and I love sharing it. For people who are beyond obsessed about music, like the need to share it I almost like an emergency medical assist. It’s you duty to turn the other person on. The mix of my tapes and CD’; s were intended to do spread holiday cheer, I rail against the of forms of music that sprang from whore hoses and gambling joints and back alleys. I like artists like Howling Wolf and the Jamborees. I can listen to Lester Young and it breaks my heart. The idea with the mist rapes was to get people to listen to stuff they wouldn’t normally listen, a reggae trash here then a county track followed by a jump blues tune. I chose Christmas songs because people will listen to anything if you put sleigh bells on it. I mean what a loopy crazy song! And the price of Christmas songs this year! CD’s for one jaw bone on up to a jaw and a half territory. Can you believe it? If this all sounds ridiculous, about the same time, what had been hoped for happened, a prescription from the right pharmacy. Precious washed the ear lump starch out of my ears with the same garden hose I had been listening to for sleeping. My water bill went down, I sleep like a log, plus I haven’t had any ringing since, and hearing is better that it has ever been.

To be continued…

DR. KARL WALLACE D.D.S. Ogden, Utah

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Leprechauns and Children on.Saint Patrick’s Day

2014-03-16T13:35:00.002-07:00

March 17th is Saint Patrick’s Day

This year March has five Fridays, four Saturdays, and five Sundays. This only happens once every 25 years, and is called “Irish Pot of Gold Day.” That means you will be 25 times more likely to find a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow. You don’t have to be Irish to GET LUCKY. You don’t have to be Irish to find a pot of gold at the bottom of a rainbow, but you do have to look very carefully

On Saint Paddy’s Day, green is KING. You know the routine, get out and about and be seen in green. Dressed in green Mother Nature is seen. She dips her brushes into her paint pots and spreads her lovely shades of green plentifully over mountains, hillsides and valleys. The little birds fly ALL about and sing sweetly to the children. It’s spring once again. The air is filled with laughter. The buttercups, the daffodils the scarlet combine are coming up. Hail spring as the bud-bedecked branches of cherry blossoms come out, and in sunny meadows the dandelions shine. It’s enough to make everyone feel jolly and gay.

Saint Paddy is a day for releasing inhibitions, for laughing, and for having fun along with the leprechauns. Of course, there are leprechauns. They were created once upon a spring, long-long ago. when people first began to believe in those sorts of things. You never saw a leprechaun? Well, how could you? They come out very late on starry nights. They live in colorful flower cups, dance on rose buds, and are so small you can hardly see then at first. But then as your eyes adjust to the moonlight, you will see tiny people with little green jackets and red hats with white owl feathers in their head band, and frogs, you will notice, are dressed in green. You can hear them. They are the leprechaun’s watchdogs, croaking all night, clear and sweet. You will feel very fortunate if you have been part of all of this.

Dress in the morn; wear something green to avoid getting pinched. Be sure and add a trinket or two so you won't look ordinary. Eat lots of corn beef and cabbage so as to give a touch of gas to the air. Drink lot of green beer while doing the Jig, then notice there’s not enough “Honey Buckets.” near.

Do you have to be Irish to enjoy a game of cricket? No! No more than you have to be a rabbit to enjoy Easter. The Irish have cultivated a reputation for irreverence and a history of picking fights with the big guys. They have a remarkable ability to take on, the world elite cricket nations and WIN. The outcomes spark frenzied celebrations. Did you not know that not very long ago their National Cricket Cloverleaf’s team kicked England in the teeth, sheer shock. It was the best game ever.

You’ve heard of Ben Franklin and his experiment with electricity using a kite, and the boy who flew a kite across Niagara Falls which started the begging of a massive bridge. Kites over the roof tops with children and dads flying kites buffeted by the blustery wind in parks. The sun warming children’s faces on St Paddy’s Day, sets the mood for a beautiful spring with the fragrance of fresh grass and white jasmine, kiss with mooring dues. All around town. The kids will be out and about, carrying kites with fluttery tails, crafted from newspaper, plastic, or balsa wood. The kites you’ll see rise in the air like a birds on the wing. Dad’s and leprechauns can to anything.

Don’t forget you are 25 times more likely to find a pot of gold where you wouldn’t expect it, at the end of a rainbow.

Blarney love too all; may your troubles be less your blessings more; may nothing but happiness come to your door on St. Paddy Day...

DR. KARL WALLACE D.D.S.

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KINFOLK AT A DESERTED CABIN

2014-03-12T18:48:00.001-07:00

A DESERTED CABIN

My name is U.S. Grant. I’m a banana squash. I’d like to tell you a true story as near as I can remember. When I first began to understand crow language correctly a few years back, there was an incident across the street in a log cabin. The log cabin is settled on the rise in the big bend above the Weber River in Ogden. The log cabin has been empty ever since the owner closed the curtains, and shut the door, about thirty years I would judge. He left for a job interview. I spec the job was his as he didn’t come back since. The cabin has a plank roof, with nothing between the plank roof and the floor. Just one room no more. In the meantime big red Army Ants took over the cabin inside and out. A handy tip to remember is if the army ants see you, best tuck in your pant legs, and run, because they will immediately start head streaming straight for you. Trouble is afoot on many, many feet. inside and out 24 hours a day. Within seconds after anything steps into the room a raiding column of female ant’s forms and the attack begins. Trailing behind the female ants are the male inceptions. Clearly this is not going to have a happy ending. Army ants are predatory ants, fast, numerous. They live a purpose driven life. The purpose is killing. On any given day sure enough, within a few minutes hundreds of termites bite the dust. Next up on the ants list is anything soybeans, aphids, chiggers, ticks. Protection against these ants is absolutely necessary or you end up as a color plate in the textbook of dermatology. A swarm of the Red Army ants boiling out across the floor and underneath the floor in the Nazis style goose-step march is something to see. Next on their rampage could be a TOMATO THORN WORM a large green caterpillar that if it hadn’t been eaten from the inside out, would have grown up to be a Carolina Sphinx Moth.

Inside the dour cabin, there are often found Spotted Ant birds staring at the dirt floor. They come and go through a knot-hole in the ceiling. Look and hear the characteristic flitting and popping of the thrush-size ant bird. Listen for its vibrato peeee-ti peewee, because whenever there are big red army ants out on hunting raids, puckish the spotted ant birds are sure to follow. They have camera eyes, for spotting insects left behind by rushing army ants. Eating the left overs thus making orphans of youngsters thereafter never seen in church. Ant birds skim off a good percentage of the ant’s labor snatching up grasshoppers, beetles, and others with their long beaks. It’s the reversal of the commonly held notion of parasites being little tacky things that plague large poorly dressed hosts. Here the bigger vertebrates are being killed off by insects a fraction of their size. And the parasitic strategy is so irresistible that according to research in the Bug Journal the Spotted Ant Bird antics, traditionally opted for a mixed approach, filching from ant swarms and finding food on its own, but it is increasingly dependent on army ants to scare up its every meal.

Outside the cabin life in the gutter thrives in less than pristine water, for example the Hornworm, which is exactly what it looks like. Near the entry way of the cabin a horrifying number of parasitic wasp larvae, tiny translucent, wormy things can be seen if you look closely, tunneling through the skin of their hosts. Man, this is really a weird gig; weirder still is the fact that the gig isn’t even a live action movie but rather animal reality. No music is necessary for all of this to ruin your lunch. but the cheery Latin Brass and Drums Rancheros music does somewhat enhance the pageantry of the parasitic infestation.

If you stumbled upon this cabin site by mistake, of course, the availability of an exterminator might be comforting. The Ace Exterminator Company does promise same day service. You might also hire the exterminator to take out the Armadillos. Armadillos transmit the pathogen Mycobacterium leprous

From the beginning the cabin has had quirks, like an outhouse, a three-setter with a mini hole for a child. Another quirk the former owner told me about is a knot hole in the center of the cabin roof where you can dangle a hand down in and scare the heck out of guests. One fine Sunday day morning I was out sun’ in my yard with, with my cat Cry Baby. I named her after my first wife. I like cats, love cats but I hate dogs big or little, especially little yippee yuppie dogs.

I was taken’ in the sun, looking at the beautiful orange colored Wasatch Mountains, listening to the quakes rustling leaves, and watching a few blue hazy clouds hanging above the mountains. I was thinking of my childhood home yonder in Denver, when suddenly a crow came flying out of the blue. He lit on the roof of the abandoned house and hollers to me,

"Hello, my name’s Doug. I reckon I've struck something."

As he spoke, a walnut dropped out of his mouth and rolled down the roof, but he didn't seem to care, his eyes were glued on the knot-hole in the middle of the roof. Soon He cocked his head to one side, shut one eye and put the other to the hole, looking like a cross-eyed raccoon peeking down a chimney. Then he glanced up with bright eyes, gave a wink or two and fluttered his wings which mean satisfaction in crow language. Then he says,

"It looks like a knot-hole, it lies like a knot- it must be a knot hole."

Then he cocked his head down and took another peek, and then he glances up, perfectly joyful. He walks around the knot-hole three times to the left one eye on the hole, then flapped his wings, glided down to the ground picked up the walnut hurried back dropped the walnut in. All of a sudden he was paralyzed into a listening countenance, and the queerest look of surprise took his face.

"Why, I didn't hear that walnut hit the floor."

He cocked his eye again at the hole and took another look, while scratching the back of his head with his right foot. Then he says,

"Well, it's too much for me, that's for sure, must be a might long way down. However I haven't got time to waste, I'll go fetch another walnut so as to see what's what."

Again he dropped a walnut in and tried to flirt his eye to the hole quick enough to see what become of it, but once more he was too late. He held his eye there as much as five minutes, then raised up and sighted at the sky again, and says,

"Darn, I don't seem to understand this thing no how, but, I'll try her again. “ He fetched another walnut, and did his level best to see what become of it, but he couldn't.

"Well I never seen a hole like this one, must be a new kind." About this time his feelings began to get the best of him, and he broke loose cussing and stomp ‘in about on the rim of the roof. When he finally settles down and near had control of himself, he walks up to the hole and peers in again for a minute or two.

“Why, I know how to take care of this little problem. You're a long hole, a deep hole, a singular hole all together. I've started in to fill yu and I'll be dammed if I don’t fill yu if it takes a hundred years."

With that said, away he went for more walnuts. You never seen a bird work like that. He laid into it like an illegal Mexican with a family to support back home. He throwed walnuts in that hole for four whole hours or more never even stopped for lunch or took a break. He'd just hove'em in and go for more. At last, he was all tuckered out. He, slid off the roof on his back, falling to the ground, sweating like a sun-burnt midget in the out-back.

To top it off he was sitting on a medusa head. It is a spiky, grass like plant inedible for livestock and wildlife. it’s all over the place and causing big problems, getting terrible. Bad as army ants. Crowding out native grasses and grazing land. Its seeds can stay on the ground for years poising a wildfire risk, a losing battle all over the West. Doug was still sitting on the thorny medusa head pad with barely enough strength to lean back against the log cabin. Then he mumbles,

"I'm going to need some help."

Just then another crow was gliding by, Stan Jacobson. He noticed Doug lying there half conscious. Stan hurried a landing and asked if he needed a doctor. The suffer told the whole circumstance.

"There yonders the hole. If you don't believe me, go look for yourself." So Stan flew up and took a look, then comes back and asks,

"How many did you say you put in there?"

"Not less than two ton."

Stan went and looked again. He couldn't make it out either, no ants nothing, so he gave a few loud caws and five crows came. Then the six crows stood in a circle list’ in while Doug told the whole story. Then they discussed it ROBBERTS RULES OF ORDER. Each crow got off as many knuckleheaded inconsistent opinions as a group of Congressional incumbents. Finally a motion on the floor to accept the majority vote was made by Bill Arnold, and seconded by Glen Anderson. The majority vote decided to caw in more crows to gather walnuts. Soon the whole sky was black. There must have been 10,000 crows brawling, jaw'in, disputin, cussin, and making my place a poopy mess. For two whole days they dropped walnuts in the knot hole trying to fill it with no success. At last one old wise crow by the name of John Stone started snooping around. The front door was standing a crack open, pushed by all those walnuts. John perched himself on the rusty door knob and took a look in. Of course, that solved the sixty-four dollar question right then and there.

“Come here,” John says, “Come here everybody."

They all come swooping down, and as each lit around the door, they took a glance at the half-filled room of walnuts. The whole absurdity hit home. John fell over backward almost suffocating with laughter and the old lady crow next to him. There's no sense in saying a crow doesn’t have a sense of humor, or crows aren't on an equal to banana squash, except they have feathers and don't go to church.

Two days later, while everyone was still fun ‘in, down the street came neighborhood butter cup squash Nosey Mary with her little yapie dog. Nosey Mary took a look inside and said, "This isn't funny." Mostly the crows agreed, and one by one they flew back to Mountain Home or from whence they came.

Bye and Bye Rattlesnake Jake nick named “Rango” a topnotch citizen from dirt city just up the road a piece, comes by. He offers free services at the Western Bands Showdowns, and investigates corrupt mayors, that help cause water shortages causing your water to bill to go up.

To be continued…

DR. KARL WALLACE D.D.S.