George Rucker's Rambunctious Newsletter for February 27, 2018

Hey You,                                                                27 February 2018

I am a consumer of sorts.  You probably know from the last letter if I want to do or get something I usually do.  Well lately I wanted to get a new cooking tool called the instant pot.  I received one from Patty for my birthday and it is mostly an automatic pressure cooker but it has capabilities for many other things like, a saute pan, a slow cooker plus more.    I have been pretty much experimenting with it and do not have a recipe to pass on yet.  I do have a cookbook and made a pot roast so far.  This pot is a six-quart model as the eight-quart is much bigger than two people need.  I think the six might also be also too big as there are still lots of leftovers.

One thing I can say is that with the beef and potatoes for left overs, two of my breakfast meals have been with, home fries and hash.  They both were excellent.


 Finally, a good Trump joke

Donald is walking out of the White House and heading toward his limo, when a possible assassin steps forward and aims a gun.

A secret service agent, new on the job, shouts, “Mickey Mouse!” This startles the would be assassin, and he is captured.

Later, the secret service agent’s supervisor takes him aside and asks, “What in the hell made you shout Mickey Mouse?”

Blushing, the agent replies, “I got nervous. I meant to shout, “Donald duck!”


 Finally, a blonde joke with some Canadian content . . .

As a North Bay trucker stops for a red light on Hwy.11, a Blonde catches up. She jumps out of her car, runs up to his truck, and knocks on the door. The trucker lowers the window, and she says, "Hi, my name is Heather, and you are losing part of your load!"

The trucker ignores her and proceeds down the street.  When the truck stops for another red light, the girl catches up again. She jumps out of her car runs up, knocks on the door. Again, the trucker lowers the window.

As if they've never spoken, the blonde says brightly, "Hi, my name is Heather, and you are losing part of your load!"

Shaking his head, the trucker ignores her again and continues down the street. At the third red light, the same thing happens again.

All out of breath, the blonde gets out of her car, runs up, knocks on the truck door.
The trucker lowers the window. Again she says, "Hi, my name is Heather, and you are
Losing part of your load!"

When the light turns green the trucker revs up his engine and races to the next light, except as he stops this time, he hurriedly gets out of the truck, and runs back to the blonde. He knocks on her window, and as she lowers it, he says,  . . .

"Hi, my name is Kevin, it's winter in CANADA, and I'm driving the SALT TRUCK . . . "


There are those that always try to make a big deal about global warming.  I hate to let them know that in the 60s while stationed on Cape Cod many would just put on a heavier jacket and go out to fish or play golf.   This does not mean that there wasn’t an occasional freeze, as I have seen the canal totally frozen over.  Of course it did not look smooth like a pond as tidal water will break and stack up on itself.  Those cold winters have always been rather rare here on the Cape.  Wind chill is a total different story as ocean winds can be brutal when it is cold.  Otis Air Base being one of the highest points on the Cape and relatively void of trees to block the wind has made it an issue.  The water surrounding the Cape has just started it’s upwards turn.  It looks like the coldest this year will be about 38 degrees and I noticed this morning it is back in the 40s.  Still, too cold for a swim but not for a walk.

My answer for global warming is we are coming out of an ice age so the only way to go is up with temperature.  The last ice age was 10,000 to 12,000 years ago.  Global Warming is still in the theory stage.

About 4.54 billion years ago, Earth was forming out of dust and rocks left over from the sun’s birth. Smaller solar leftovers continually pelted baby Earth, heating it up and endowing it with radioactive materials, which further warmed it from within. Oceans of magma-covered Earth’s surface. Back then, Earth was not so much a rocky planet as an incandescent ball of lava.  If you think about global warming that would go beyond the thought as we were sort of an ember in space.

About 3.8 billion years ago, Earth was molten and couldn’t support a crust of solid rock, let alone life.  This also although cooler is still hot.

As that story goes, in the half-billion years after it formed, Earth was hellish and hot. The infant world would have been rent by volcanism and bombarded by other planetary crumbs, making for an environment so horrible, and so inhospitable to life, that the geologic era is named the Hadean, for the Greek underworld. Not until a particularly violent asteroid barrage ended some 3.8 billion years ago could life have evolved.
There are some geologists theories that say the oldest rocks in the record suggest parts of the planet’s crust had cooled and solidified by 4.4 billion years ago. Oxygen in those ancient rocks suggests the planet had water as far back as 4.3 billion years ago. And instead of an epochal, final bombardment, meteorite strikes might have slowly tapered off as the solar system settled into its current configuration.

“Things were actually looking a lot more like the modern world, in some respects, early on. There was water, potentially some stable crust. It’s not completely out of the question that there would have been a habitable world and life of some kind,” said Elizabeth Bell, a geochemist at the University of California, Los Angeles.

I am sorry I get lost in my thoughts on global warming as I feel it is still in the theory stage as every prediction has not occurred.  Therefore it is not scientifically proven and just more theoretical data on things that are pretty much impossible to prove.  If we ever develop time travel I guess we will know for sure.


I have finished the first year, all 18 shows of “This is US.”  I still give it an A+ for writing, music, and character development, actors and actresses.  I find character development important probably for any show of merit as you need to have some feeling for or against a character as both can work.

My wife has recorded the second year, it looks like 15 episodes, and I look forward to watching it also.


The other day in my instant pot I made Mexican Rice.  Yes, the pot is also a rice cooker but with the rice I made something called Mojo Beef.  I am skipping the rice recipe but will pass on the beef recipe as it would also be great with fajitas.  I also made a very good salad if you want called “Black Bean Salad.” It can be found at I however did not use the jalapeno peppers.  I also found that the acidity is high in the leftovers.

Here is the Mojo Beef recipe.    I cooked it outside on the grill which due to the cold weather so far has been neglected.

Recipe by: Chef John
"This Cuban-inspired Mojo marinade would work well as an all-purpose marinade for just about anything destined for the grill, but skirt steak is my top choice."


    2 pounds beef skirt steak
    1 large navel orange, juiced
    3 limes, juiced
    1/4 cup olive oil, and more for drizzling
    6 cloves garlic, finely minced
    1 tablespoon kosher salt
    1 1/2 teaspoons ground cumin
    1 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
    1/2 teaspoon dried oregano
    1/2 teaspoon cayenne pepper
    1/2 onion, thinly sliced
    1/2 cup fresh-chopped cilantro
    1 teaspoon coarse salt for finishing
    Lime wedges for serving


    Cut skirt steaks into about 3 or 4 smaller pieces so it's easier to fit them into the  marinade dish.
    Whisk orange juice, lime juice, olive oil, garlic, salt, cumin, pepper, oregano, and cayenne pepper together in a large bowl. Place skirt steak pieces, 1 at a time, into the marinade to thoroughly coat them. Add sliced onions and toss with the meat.
    Transfer mixture and marinade to a resealable plastic bag. Squeeze out air, seal bag, and place on a dish. Refrigerate 2 to 3 hours.
    Transfer pieces of meat onto a paper towel-lined rimmed sheet pan to drain for a couple of minutes.
    Cook over hot coals. Grill first side 3 to 4 minutes. Turn and grill second side until internal temperature is about 125 degrees F (53 degrees C). Look for a shiny glossy surface indicating the meat juice is coming to the surface; this indicates the meat is just about done. Transfer to a plate and allow meat to rest a few minutes.
    Slice into 1/2-inch slices and arrange on a serving plate. Spoon accumulated juices over the meat. Drizzle with olive oil and sprinkle with coarse salt and chopped cilantro. Serve with lime wedges.


 have only gone to one polo match and a drinking and eating party broke out.  I keep saying I will go back but something always comes up.  Perhaps some of you might want to visit the polo fields in Newport RI. It truly is a lot of fun, and many would find it interesting.  I think children and pets would also like the spectacle.


This is from Popular Science.

The U.S. Navy is seeking nearly $300 million for research into a family of laser weapons for the fleet.

First pointed out by Aviation Week & Space Technology reporter Lara Seligman on Twitter, the so-called Navy Laser Family of Systems is meant to get laser weapons to sea in the near term, giving the U.S. Navy the ability to deal with what might be called “pesky” threats: unmanned aerial vehicles, unmanned ships, and armed speed boats, also known as fast inshore attack craft (FIAC). Such threats cannot sink America’s large warships directly, but they can harass, and even damage a ship as large as a destroyer. The “family” also includes larger 150-kilowatt weapons that could be useful against missiles and aircraft.


Before I was born, actually August 15, 1935, friend’s Wiley Post and Will Rogers were killed in an Alaskan weather-caused airplane crash.  Otherwise we could still be getting Will Rogers’ fine advice, though nothing’s really changed in 80+ years!

During one of the past elections I had a bumper sticker that said “Will Rogers never met Michael Dukakis,” an obvious play on the words that “Will Rogers never met a man he did not like.”  Here are some of his other words of wit.

“Our constitution protects Aliens, Drunks and U.S. Senators.”

“The taxpayers are sending congressmen on expensive trips abroad.  It might be worth it except they keep coming back.”

“There are three kinds of men.  The one that learns by reading.  The few who learn by observation.  The rest of them have to pee on the electric fence for themselves.”
(Sorry, but when 14 I had to see what peeing on an electric fence was like.  I got up from the ground about 10 feet away due to the shock.)

“There are men running governments who shouldn’t be allowed to play with matches.”

“Lord, the money we do spend on Government!  And it’s not one bit better than the government we got for one-third the money twenty years ago.”

“I can remember way back when a liberal was generous with his own money”

“I guess there is nothing that will get your mind off everything like golf.  I have never been depressed enough to take up the game, but they say you get so sore at yourself you forget to hate your enemies.”

“Good judgement comes from experience, and a lot of that comes from bad judgement.”

The only difference between death and taxes is that death doesn’t get worse every time congress meets.”

“The short memories of American voters is what keeps our politicians in office.”

“The income tax has made liars out of more Americans than golf.”

“Last year we said, ‘Things can’t go on like this,’ and they didn’t they got worse.”

“Never miss a good chance to shut up.”

“If you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop digging.”

“Be thankful we’re not getting all the government we’re paying for.”



Many years ago, Al Capone virtually owned Chicago. Capone wasn't famous for anything heroic. He was notorious for enmeshing the windy city in everything from bootleg liquor and prostitution to murder.

Capone had a lawyer nicknamed "Easy Eddie." He was Capone's lawyer for a good reason. Eddie was very good! In fact, Eddie's skill at legal maneuvering kept Big Al out of jail for a long time.

To show his appreciation, Capone paid him very well. Not only was the money big, but Eddie got special dividends, as well. For instance, he and his family occupied a fenced-in mansion with live-in help and all of the conveniences of the day. The estate was so large that it filled an entire Chicago City block.

Eddie lived the high life of the Chicago mob and gave little consideration to the atrocity that went on around him.

Eddie did have one soft spot, however. He had a son that he loved dearly. Eddie saw to it that his young son had clothes, cars, and a good education. Price was no object.

And, despite his involvement with organized crime, Eddie even tried to teach him right from wrong. Eddie wanted his son to be a better man than he was.

Yet, with all his wealth and influence, there were two things he couldn't give his son; he couldn't pass on a good name or a good example.

One day, Easy Eddie reached a difficult decision. Easy Eddie wanted to rectify wrongs he had done.

He decided he would go to the authorities and tell the truth about Al "Scarface" Capone, clean up his tarnished name, and offer his son some semblance of integrity. To do this, he would have to testify against The Mob, and he knew that the cost would be great. So, he testified.

Within the year, Easy Eddie's life ended in a blaze of gunfire on a lonely Chicago Street. But in his eyes, he had given his son the greatest gift he had to offer, at the greatest price he could ever pay. Police removed from his pockets a rosary, a crucifix, a religious medallion, and a poem clipped from a magazine.

The poem read:

"The clock of life is wound but once, and no man has the power to tell just when the hands will stop, at late or early hour. Now is the only time you own. Live, love, toil with a will. Place no faith in time. For the clock may soon be still."


World War II produced many heroes. One such man was Lieutenant Commander Butch O'Hare.

He was a fighter pilot assigned to the aircraft carrier Lexington in the South Pacific.

One day his entire squadron was sent on a mission. After he was airborne, he looked at his fuel gauge and realized that someone had forgotten to top off his fuel tank.

He would not have enough fuel to complete his mission and get back to his ship.

His flight leader told him to return to the carrier. Reluctantly, he dropped out of formation and headed back to the fleet.

As he was returning to the mother ship, he saw something that turned his blood cold; a squadron of Japanese aircraft was speeding its way toward the American fleet.

The American fighters were on a sortie, and the fleet was all but defenseless. He couldn't reach his squadron and bring them back in time to save the fleet. Nor could he warn the fleet of the approaching danger. There was only one thing to do. He must somehow divert them from the fleet.

Laying aside all thoughts of personal safety, he dove into the formation of Japanese planes. Wing-mounted 50 calibers blazed as he charged in, attacking one surprised enemy plane and then another. Butch wove in and out of the now broken formation and fired at as many planes as possible until all his ammunition was gone.

Undaunted, he continued the assault. He dove at the planes, trying to clip a wing or tail in hopes of damaging as many enemy planes as possible, rendering them unfit to fly.

Finally, the exasperated Japanese squadron took off in another direction.

Deeply relieved, Butch O'Hare and his tattered fighter limped back to the carrier.

Upon arrival, he reported in and related the event surrounding his return. The film from the gun-camera mounted on his plane told the tale. It showed the extent of Butch's daring attempt to protect his fleet. He had, in fact, destroyed five enemy aircraft.

The event took place on February 20, 1942, and for that action, Butch became the Navy's first Ace of W.W.II, and the first Naval Aviator to win the Congressional Medal of Honor.

A year later Butch was killed in aerial combat at the age of 29. His hometown would not allow the memory of this WW II hero to fade, and named O'Hare Airport in Chicago in tribute to the courage of this great man.

So, the next time you find yourself at O'Hare International, give some thought to visiting Butch's memorial displaying his statue and his Medal of Honor. The display is between Terminals 1 and 2.


Butch O'Hare was "Easy Eddie's" son.

Snopes has a lot to say on these two stories but much of it is true.  The biggest stretch is Eddie O’Hare was not just the gangster’s lawyer, he was also a partner in some of Al Capone’s illegal activities.  He did however provide evidence against Al Capone and this is the reason for his death.



A blonde, wanting to earn some money, decided to hire herself out as a handyman-type and started canvassing a wealthy neighborhood. She went to the front door of the first house and asked the owner if he had any jobs for her to do.

"Well, you can paint my porch. How much will you charge?"

The blonde said "How about 50 dollars?"

The man agreed and told her that the paint and other materials that she might need were in the garage.

The man's wife, inside the house, heard the conversation and said to her husband, "Does she realize that the porch goes all the way around the house?"

The man replied, "She should, she was standing on it."

A short time later, the blonde came to the door to collect her money. "You're finished already?" he asked.

"Yes," the blonde answered, "and I had paint left over, so I gave it two coats."

Impressed, the man reached in his pocket for the $50.

"And by the way," the blonde added, "it's not a Porch, it's a Ferrari."


I will not see you at exercise this morning as I am going to pay my respects to an old friend who has passed away.  I expect to be there on Thursday.


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