Up In The Bakken

One of the things I like most about trucking is that it brings me to places I've never been before and would never have good reason to visit.  One of those places is the Bakken Shale, part of which resides under the state of North Dakota.

For years I've been wanting to visit the oil fields of Williston and Watford City. This is a part of North Dakota I've never been in, as we usually travel across the state via the only interstate highway that goes from east to west, I-94.  Williston and Watford City are north of that interstate, Watford City can be reached in an hour, Williston in two.

I was exited. I was finally going to see the place that made man camps famous.

Watford City's population has more than quadrupled in five years. It's said to be slowing down, as many companies have stopped drilling due to the drop in oil prices, but there are still plenty of people up there tending to the needs of the oil fields.

My favorite thing to see while driving through the fields - Texas has them too - are the natural gas flares.  No major domestic oil field, as this 2011 New York Times article points out, flares as much as North Dakota does. The flames flicker above the landscape, like torches at a Tiki bar.

They're pretty to look at, especially at night, but don't let that fool you.  They emit millions of tons of carbon dioxide into the air, and waste 30 percent of the natural gas produced.  All because it's cheaper to let the gas burn off than it is to collect and use as an energy source. It's just not worth as much as crude oil.

A Round Town

Last week we ventured through a part of Montana we've never been in, the Northeast corner.  We were traveling from Minot, North Dakota to Lewistown, Montana.

On the recommendation of friends, we stopped in Circle, Montana. The visit had two purposes - the main one was to pick up the red scarf my friend Marlaina left the last time they were there, and the second reason was to eat a burger. 

Main Street was pretty quiet. We parked about two blocks from the restaurant and walked the main drag. Of course I found a parking spot a lot closer than the location Marlaina told me about.  She's a walker, I'm so not.

We made a beeline to the Round Towne Tavern & Casino. 'Cause that's where the grub was.

It wasn't what I expected. I thought it was going to be some small, dark hole in the wall. But it was bright and airy, and new. There were several pickup trucks parked outside, a few guys at the bar, and one lone cowboy - eating a steak, of course - seated in the dining room. More people filtered in as it got closer to the dinner hour.

On Marlaina's recommendation, I ordered the Round Towne Burger (Burger smothered with homemade spicy cream sauce and caramelized onions) and Ed ordered the Lumber Jack (Grilled mac and cheese topped with bbq pulled pork and caramelized onions) pictured below. Both were pretty delicious.

The dining room was huge and in the back to the left, there were more tables to eat at, plus a pool table, jukebox, and games.

Here's another shot of the bar.  You might be able to make out the words "Liquor Store" at the very end, where the people are seated.

That's the Grain Bin, a cool little liquor store that has shelves of alcohol, plus coolers stocked with beer and ice. There are only 612 people in this town. I don't know who they're selling all of this booze to.

Once you're sufficiently buzzed, I suspect you can head up front to the "casino" part of the establishment. They have video gambling, and what looks like a blackjack table.

We didn't really explore the rest of the town but it didn't appear as if much was going on anyway.  It was a good place to stop for a bite considering there isn't much out this way.

The most interesting entry on the town's Wikipedia page - which doesn't include all that much info to begin with - is that Circle is 192 miles from the nearest Starbucks. That makes it the furthest town from the nearest Starbucks in the lower 48 States.

Even I wouldn't drive 192 miles for a latte.



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2014: A Dark Cloud Hangs Over The Plantation
2013: I Wonder How These Longhorns Would Feel If They Knew A Steakhouse Was Named After Them?
2012: Frying Up Memories
2011: Icy Beverages, Sun, And Sand
2010: Smalltopia And Rowdy Kittens
2009: Severely Disabled
2008: Boys In Dresses
2007: I’ve Been Everywhere Sunday
2006: When I'm Done Peeing, Do I Bang On The Pipes Or Just Yell When I Need Someone To Take Me Back To My Cell?
2005: The Emerald City

No Rooms To Let

The Gladstone Hotel in Circle, Montana.

The hotel is listed in the National Register of Historic Places by the United States Department of Interior. It was added in 1980. There is a plaque on the wall that says:

One of the few remaining original buildings on Circle's main street, the Gladstone Hotel welcomed its first guests in the new town on Christmas Day of 1915. Just over a year before, Circle town lots first went on sale. Built to serve travelers on the promised Great Northern Railroad, the Gladstone would wait 14 years to fulfill that duty. Meanwhile, homestead families moved steadily into this part of Dawson County, and McCone County was created in 1919. The hotel has seen many uses over the years. In the great influenza epidemic of 1918-1919, it became the community hospital, with one room reserved as morgue. During World War II, its restaurant was a gathering place for those awaiting radio news from the fronts. The Gladstone's original "high class bar" never reopened after Prohibition ended, but since has been used for many a private party. And, the hotel also became a retirement home for some of the community's elders. Originally built with 20 sleeping rooms, the Gladstone received a 10-room addition in 1948 when oil development raised expectations of a new boom for Circle.

Most of the windows were boarded up, with the exception of the two front windows, one of which was broken.  I stuck my hand in to take a picture of the inside, which looked vaguely like the lobby of an old hotel. It smelled like a musty old building.

Even with a broken window, it was clear that no one was taking anything from the place. The town's estimated population as of 2014 was 609 people. I'm guessing if anyone bothered to steal anything, they'd know exactly whose house to go to.  

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2014: Beautiful Brutalism In A Bucolic Bourg
2013: Have A Little Faith In The Romantic Comedy
2012: The Perfect Volunteer
2011: The Men Who Stare AT Goats
2010: A Peek At A Working Team
2009: Alligators Are Not A Girl’s Best Friend
2008: Forget Your Cholesterol. Get A Hearing Aid.
2007: Sizzling Good Time
2006: Amarillo May Smell Like Cow Shit, But They Have Some Pretty Tasty Steaks
2005: List Of Fives

Look At Me. I'm Three.

My mother, at 3 years old.  Don't you just love her face?  And those eyes?  And that bow? She's still as cute! Today is her 73rd birthday.  Bring on the birthday greetings!

Happy Birthday, Mommy!



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2014: Made In 1942
2013: Her Happiness Is OUR Reward
2012: A Student Of Life
2011: There Is No One Alive Who Is Youer Than You
2010: The Serious Bather
2009: There’s More To The Woman With The Mona Lisa Smile Than Meets The Eye
2008: Blond Bombshell Birthday
2007: Milestones And Yardsticks: How To Measure A Good Life
2006: The Roaring Twenties
2005: Escape

Fields Of Gold

Fields of wheat in Northeastern Montana. The pale gold color goes on for miles and miles, blanketing the hills on either side of the highway.  It's really quite spectacular.



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2014: Natural Home Decor
2013: Cats In Trucker Hats
2012: Marbelize It!
2011: Inner Harbor Fixture
2010: Sandía On The Wall
2009: Big Rig Parking AT #34
2008: The Benefits Of Marriage Without The Hassle Of Dieting To Get Into The Dress
2007: Gateway To The West
2006: Taking A Lesson From An Eleven Year Old
2005: Rejoicing And Be Sad

A Virgin In Arizona

Virgin River Gorge as seen from Interstate 15 in Arizona.

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2014: Whichever Way The Wind Blows

2013: Big Shoulders And Tall Buildings

2012: After The Storm

2011: A Constellation Minus The Celestial Bodies

2010: Opulence. I Hyaz It.

2009: Flipping It At The Bird

2008: Eddie Flippin’ Friday

2007: Hope Collapses

2006: You Do The Math

2005: 14,410 Feet Of Beauty

A Tough Goodbye

Watching Jon Stewart's last Daily Show was harder than watching the last Friends, the last Knot's Landing (my favorite 80s guilty pleasure), even the last M*A*S*H.  There haven't been too many shows I've watched whose final broadcasts have had the same effect on me that Jon Stewart signing off did.

Jon Stewart is one of a kind.  The best at what he did.  The voice of a generation. The voice of reason.  He did news better than actual news channels. He will definitely be missed.

I know I'm not the only one, so I'm just going to say it out loud - I cried watching him say goodbye.  He choked up, he was full of emotion, and he was so real.  I know it's a TV show, but still.  He spoke to us.  For us.  About us.

Stay Vigilant.



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2014: It's Always Polite To Ask Permission First
2013: Too Unorganized To Organize, But I'll Bet They Have Thirty Minutes To Write A Letter2012: Islands Are Out, But What About Canals?
2011: Survival Training And Retirement Planning
2010: Just A Glimpse
2009: Eddie Mails A Package In His Dorfman Friday
2008: Shower Jam
2007: Golden Arches
2006: The Land Of Fruits, Nuts And Flakes
2005: Why Did The Chicken Cross The Road?

The Vast Nothingness

North of Las Vegas.


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2014: An Amish Gathering
2013: Personalized
2012: Fire On The Island
2011: Harborside Education
2010: Yo, Vin!
2009: Sweeter Words Have Never Been Spoken
2008: More Proof I Ate At A Sushi Place
2007: North Sally Port
2006: Holy Cow!
2005: Wishing

I'm Always Hoping It's The Last Time

I should have walked away when I was $235 up, but instead I poured my winnings back into the machine and left with only $90 more than I went in with.  I guess it's better than nothing, but I'm still kicking myself a teensy bit.

Ed insisted we stop in Vegas on our way though and gamble for an hour or so, which is about all I can stand. It doesn't take long for me to start hating the heat, and the smoke, and the noise, and the losing money part.

Really, one visit to this town is enough for a lifetime and if I never stepped foot in Las Vegas (or the state of Nevada) for the rest of my life, I'd be thrilled.  Unfortunately, I'm sure we'll be back.

We still have a free three-night stay at the Wynn to use.


~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~2014: Apes At The Hitching Post
2013: History On Water Street
2012: Do It Like The Settlers Did. With Whiskey.
2011: No Vacancy
2010: Imperial Sand
2009: How Many Twenty Year Olds Have A Seventy Pound Head?
2008: My First Time
2007: I’ve Been Everywhere Sunday
2006: Text Me
2005: Eddie Dines Out Friday

20 Miles From Sin

The strip in Las Vegas as seen from 20 miles away.

Vegas in August.  What a treat.


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2014: Nature's Lace
2013: The Bicycling Capital Of America - Welcoming Those On Both Two Wheels And Eighteen
2012: Crossing The Mojave
2011: Justin Time For A New Pair Of Boots
2010: Miles Of Smiles, Hours Of Laughs
2009: I’m Dreaming Of Blue Skies, Key Lime Pie And Pink Flamingos*
2008: Stop Beyond The Palm
2007: Kittery Dittery Do
2006: Crab Infested Thoughts
2005: Bi The Way

Ready, Set, Sell!

Source: sothebysrealty.com

Ed and I are always house hunting.  Often for fun, but sometimes with the thought that we'll eventually buy something outside of Arizona. I did a post a while back with some tips for realtors. I think it's time to do one for sellers.

I don't know what the hell some people are thinking when they list their home for sale. Pictures are blurry, the house is a mess, there are 15 pictures of the pool and yard and none of the interior - these are some of the same things I say to realtors since they're supposed to guide people selling a house.  But if you're having pictures of your home taken for the world to see - whether you do it or the realtor does - you should probably take a few minutes to tidy up before you snap a photo.

For example, what the hell is this?  First, 15 of the 26 photos are of the exterior, which has absolutely no redeeming qualities.  The yard is disgusting and the house has no curb appeal. The interior isn't any better.  Shit everywhere, empty boxes piled in front of the kitchen counter, crap all over the kitchen counter, papers on the living room couch, clothes on the floor in the bedroom, ball caps on the stair railings, unmade beds.  I don't understand how, when people know others are going to see this, they don't do something to clean it up.

You might think most people would clean their house knowing the photos will be on a real estate website.  Oh, no.  Not true. If you don't believe me, spend some time looking at home listings.  I'd venture to say the million dollar listings are better, since they often are much neater, but it's not always the case. Hoarding knows no bounds.

Another thing that always perplexes me are the colors people choose.  Blue rooms, pink rooms, lime green rooms, this turquoise/seafoam green living room, the blood red dining room. I know some people are trying to achieve a "look", maybe something they saw in a magazine or on HGTV, but they're usually huge fails. Often though, I have to wonder what they were thinking when they thought it was a good idea to paint an entire, major room, seafoam green. Whatever it may have been, when you're getting ready to sell, you need to dial back the Kandinsky. Neutral colors, people. A can of paint costs less than ten bucks.

Wallpaper borders?  In every room?? It's not 1984 anymore. Peel them off. Now.

I will never understand wood interiors.  Wood walls, wood ceilings, wood floors.  It's like living in a lacquered box. And it's hideously ugly.

Same with log cabins. Fun concept, cute for a mountain retreat, but logs on the inside of your walls? This isn't West Virginia circa 1864.

I'd be shocked if the owners ever sell this Frankenstein monstrosity.  Jesus Christ, what the hell is going on there??

"Cathedral Ceilings" are a real stretch when you're talking about a trailer.  Sorry to inform you ma'am, but your ceilings aren't cathedral, they're peaked in the center because that's where the two halves of your house meet.

Don't take pictures at night, don't use flash, and don't post blurry photos. You shouldn't have to be told this.

I like snow and wouldn't hesitate to buy in a snowy climate, but really? Where's the river view?  The large deck off the kitchen? The jacuzzi tub?  Because all I see is a car that hasn't move in a week.

It's really not brain surgery. Most buyers don't have vision, so the cleaner the slate, the better. Here are a few tips.

• How about taking out the mop and doing the floors?  Or maybe dusting this century? Clean the windows, dust the ceiling fans and furniture, vacuum the cat's hairballs. People notice.
• Take family photos out of the living space, hide the kids' toys, take the coupons and magnets and crayon drawings off the fridge door. No one wants to see construction paper art and you don't want your buyers to get distracted by your life.  You want them to envision their family living there.
• Take everything off the counter tops in the kitchen. Stow away the blender, toaster oven, and coffee maker.  They don't have to see what you own, they have to imagine how what they own will look there.
• Reduce the crap in your closets and organize a little bit.  Hang clothing neatly, stow stuff in shoe boxes or storage bins, make it look spacious.  Closets are important.
• Put away all of your creams and lotions and hair gels and deodorants and curling irons and whatever else is crowding the bathroom counter. Take your bathrobe off the hook on the back of the door and get rid of used towels and washcloths hanging over the shower rod. Ewww. And put the toilet seat down!
• Reducing clutter is a theme here, do you notice? Pack away books on the shelves and box up your Hummel figurine collection. Your stuff needs to be out of sight. You may think you have the greatest space, that your figurines are cute, that the books show you're well read, that your African art is exotic. It's not. No one cares.
• If something obvious needs to be fixed, fix it. They will notice. And if you can't take care of the little things, a buyer might wonder if you've handled the big things.
• Move unnecessary furniture if you can.  You want to give the impression of space, so if you have three TV tables lined up next to your La-Z-Boy (like my Mom does), fold 'em up and put them away.
• And how about adding a nice scent? Burn a generic candle, bake cookies, simmer a pot of cinnamon sticks on the stove. Anything that makes it smell delicious.

There are tons of websites online that give tips on this kind of thing. I'm not sure how one person on this earth has gotten through life with at least a few hours of HGTV, even if it was watched by mistake, but if you want to sell your home, and you don't have any really super-amazing qualities that will make the average buyer overlook all your crap, you need to consider making it more attractive.

Here are five listings that got it right:

This is a beautifully decorated home.  Not entirely my style, but neat, clean, stylish.

Nice outside, even better inside. Good job, folks!

These people did a good job with the wood floors, neutral colors, bright spaces.

Beautiful. Bright, open, fabulous views. Clean house, nice decor, amazing presentation for a sale.  This one won't last long.

And last, outrageously priced and nothing I could afford in this lifetime, this place is gorgeous. If Ed wants me to live in Texas, this is the only way I'll go.

 

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2014: Squeaky Clean Reflection
2013: Bicycles Liberate, Espresso Invigorates
2012: Playing For Gas Money
2011: Faceted Beauty For Less Than Three Bucks
2010: Triple FFF-18
2009: Hot Tuna Doesn’t Get Any Play In My Truck
2008: Corn Fed Summer
2007: Eddie Breaks The Rules Friday
2006: The Chicks Of Dixie
2005: Text Me

Working My Fingers To The Bone...Between Naps

I'm exhausted today.

We've been home for 13 days so far and the last two have felt like the worst weekend of childhood, the kind where your parents have an endless list of chores for you to complete.

We are getting stuff together for a rummage sale my Mom's friend is having, so we've been helping to fill crates with books, garbage bags with soft items (clothes, blankets, pillows), and boxes with everything else.  Then we haul everything to a central location where it's going to be picked up by people from the organization it's going to.  Ed's been our Sanitation Engineer so he throws away everything we deem trash. Most of my work has been inside the house which is good since there's air conditioning. It's still way too hot outside for me to cross the threshold to the outside world.

Today was my busiest day. I went to a linen store closeout sale with my mom, hit the grocery store, did three loads of laundry, and made two giant lasagnas.

Next week is my mother's birthday and she requested lasagna for her poker chickenfoot game. I made one for her and froze it, and the other we'll use for tonight's dinner with the leftovers being frozen for us to bring in the truck. Last week I made a huge vat of chicken soup and froze some of that too. I'd do more but the freezer in the truck isn't big enough to stock that much food. That might have to go on our future sleeper wishlist.

Tonight I'm going to have a big cup of tea and ice cream.

Yes, definitely ice cream.



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2014: The Queen Of Pizza
2013: Narrowly Protected
2012: My Life Purpose In A Cookie
2011: Hay There! And Over There, And Over There…
2010: See That Shiny Reflective Thing Over There? It’s Called A Mirror. Meer. Or.
2009: There Was A Burrito Bowl Calling My Name
2008: The Charmed Life
2007: Flowing History
2006: Doors Opening And Closing
2005: No Cal

I'll See You And Raise You

My mother and her friends play Chickenfoot every Saturday. The size of the group ranges from five to eight women. Sometimes, there's 10.  They've played on a small round four-seater table, an oblong one that seats six comfortably, and the formal dining room table that seats up to 14. None are perfect, and all we keep hearing is how my mother wants a big round table.

So today after hearing more about the table size while the ladies were playing, Ed and I went online. New tables were anywhere from $80 to $400, depending on the quality. We turned to Craigslist, a site I rarely use. I don't like the format of the search, I dislike that a lot of people don't put photos, and the idea of going to someone's house to pick up a used item doesn't appeal to me.  

Until we found a round table for $20.

It was on the other side of town, but $20.

It'd take an hour round trip to get it, but $20.

I texted the guy immediately.

He had two photos in the ad. It was one of those big banquet tables, 60" round, folding legs. The kind they use at hotels and convention centers. And when we got there we saw the letters TCC printed on the bottom - Tucson Convention Center - so, there you go.

We handed the guy our $20 bill, loaded it into the sleeper of the truck, and headed back to the house.

When Ed rolled it into the kitchen the women squealed in unison. My mother was so excited, you'd think we just bought her a gold leafed Italian luxury dining set.  OK, that set is hideous, but you know what I mean.

She did clasp her hands and exclaim, "God is so good to me!"

To which Ed replied, "So are Ed and Salena."

'Cause you know, God doesn't carry cash and probably doesn't have a pickup truck to go get the goods.

We scooted all the ladies away from the old table, carried it outside, set up the new table - making some adjustments on the folding legs - and then scooted them all back.  They actually cheered and clapped. Clapped, like we were performance art.

They immediately got back to clicking dominoes, talking loud, and laughing louder. Sitting in that circle they already look like they're in the middle of a poker game. Next thing you know, they'll be playing for money.

The only thing they're missing are the green visors and sleeve garters.    



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2014: A Job For A Four-Star General
2013: Colorful Nights, Rainy Days
2012: These Coco Girls Are Not Reading Rare Books
2011: Imagine What These Bird Droppings Look Like
2010: Is It Just The Girlie Bits That Make Us The Cry-Baby Sex?
2009: Who Would Have Thought Cheese And Tarheels Were Such A Perfect Complement?
2008: First Friday Fill-In. Say THAT Five Times Fast!
2007: Another Year Of Life In The Pink
2006: Can You Hear My Happiness?
2005: Alis Volat Propiis

One, Two, Three, Boom! You're In The Bronx

I've seen these videos several times now and every time I do it takes me to the Bronx. These are my people.  To this day they're like this. And so many of the words used are exclusive to that area, I don't hear them in other parts of the country.  Yes, it's a comedy sketch, but it feels so much like home.









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2014: A Beautiful Time Capsule
2013: I'm Giving Up Trucking And Going Into Clothing Design
2012: Wynning Diamonds
2011: Donuts From Heaven
2010: Captain Of The Most Expensive Fried Seafood This Side Of Arthur Treacher’s
2009: Eddie Acts Like A Monkey Friday
2008: I Might Like It If There Were Some Balling Involved
2007: Very Large Cheek Pouches Come In Handy When Traveling
2006: The French Are So Romance Savvy
2005: Wyoming Clean Air Act 

Check Out These Links Before The Big One Hits

Photo:  Peden + Munk

The really big one is closer than you think.  One thing I know for sure is that I won't be living anywhere near it when it happens.

Handy information about oil.  The cooking kind, not the Exxon kind.

Ever wonder how Sbarro got its name?  Now you can know.  See the history behind the Sbarro name (and others) here.

I learned sewing, macrame, crafting, and other forms of old-fashioned Home Ec 101 skills early in life and they've come in handy ever since.

As I've traveled and read more about where I'd like to travel, I often come across places that are designated UNESCO World Heritage Sites.  This article tells you which countries have the greatest number of them.

I've never actually seen a Pirelli Calendar, apparently I don't have the right friends or connections to get my hands on one.  But now there's the Pirelli book, easy enough for us lesser mortals to get our hands on.

We were in Southern Italy in 2010 - Sorrento, Pompeii, Amalfi - but we didn't go to Naples.  As much as I'd like to visit, maybe we're not missing much.  Except the pizza.

I've seen 20 of these movies and they do inspire you to want to see other places in the world.

SO many great cities!

Ed's favorite dessert is banana pudding.  This recipe takes it to a whole new level.


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2014:  In Six Months, They'll Know Right Where To Put It

2013: Musical Parking Spots

2012: Me And The Thunder
2011: Her Cup Overfloweth With Idiocy
2010: Dear Arizona,
2009: Come Sit In Our Cab For A Spel And Let Us Take You On The Road!
2008: How Well Do You Know Your Stringed Instruments?
2007: Meat. The Old Fashioned Way.
2006: Kicking The Hell Out Of Texas
2005: Look, Mary!

Kitchen Troubadour

I'm really enjoying digging through old photo albums this week. Especially when I come across photos like this one.

I wrote about my Grandfather yesterday, and a few years ago when we went to the Guitar Heroes show at the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York. He was a guitar guy. Him with a guitar in his hand is probably the earliest memory I have of any of my grandparents.

It's a good one.



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2014: The Earth Is 75% Water. Grab A Fork.
2013: Reflection On The Island
2012: Sprinkled
2011: Prized Good Luck Piece
2010: Summer In The City
2009: I Should Get A Job Working The Pole At A Boy Scout Camp
2008: The Flavor Of Life
2007: I’ve Been Everywhere Sunday
2006: Again??? But You Just Got Off The Phone With Her!
2005: A Cow’s Opinion

Selfie In 53

My grandfather was a welder by trade but his hobbies included carpentry, model trains, auto repair, and photography.

This is a mirror selfie - like so many people do today - taken in 1953 with one of his Rolleicord cameras.



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2014: Storm Warning
2013: Another Home Run By Big Ed
2012: A Window On New Mexico
2011: My Man Makes A Mad Meal
2010: Less Is Not More In All Cases
2009: Grain Gone By
2008: The Absolute Beauty Of It
2007: Not Only Did He Pray, He Posed
2006: Camera Phone Coolness
2005: Life Is A Salt Shaker