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Monday, December 15th, 2008

witten Monday, December 15, 2008
Rockport, TX

Mom

Carol Mae Hoch is my Mom. This past Friday, December 12th, she officially retired after more than 30 years of service to the Meals On Wheels Program in Beaver Dam, WI. During those years, with high standards and a passion for the program, she was responsible for recruiting volunteers, scheduling, finding replacements when necessary, and generally making sure that all the hot meals prepared by the local hospital kitchen would be delivered around the city to those unable to fend for themselves. The program doesn’t just deliver nutrition, it delivers human contact, it delivers hope. She and Dad also delivered meals for the program every week, something they’ll continue to do in the future.

And, if you hadn’t already guessed, she did all of this as a volunteer, getting “paid” only with the satisfaction of having helped those in need. She was honored during a luncheon this past Friday.

Congratulations Mom on a job well done!

Thom

Monday Morning in Rockport

Monday, December 15th, 2008

written Monday, December 15, 2008
Rockport, TX

First thing this morning I’d like to remind readers that the front page of our website (www.tdhoch.com) is updated every day. As opposed to this blog, which is updated with a new post only when there’s something interesting to write about or when I feel like it, the front page is a quick daily summary of our location, the weather we’re experiencing, a brief “What’s New?” section about what we’re up to, and a photo or two which I try to make interesting. So if you have a link that takes you directly here, to the RV Sabbatical Journal, you may want to change that link so it’ll take you to the front page first. Once there, the blog is only a simple click away.

Last week, on Friday, the front page had a tribute to my Mom for her more than 30 years of service to the Meals On Wheels Program in Beaver Dam WI. But I realized later that because the front page of our website isn’t saved anywhere — when it’s updated the previous day is lost, gone forever — there is no permanent record of that tribute. So to remedy that problem I’m going to do a separate post immediately following this one that covers the essence of what I wrote last week.

Life around the RV Park here in Rockport has been a little mundane and I’m falling into a routine that I’m not particularly proud of. First, I’m not exercising every day as I should — and there’s absolutely no excuse for it. Certainly not the weather. When we lived in Illinois I’d be out walking  sub-freezing mornings on snow covered sidewalks and roads, slipping and sliding my way to what I hoped would be improved health and longevity. Lately I’ve been sleeping later and when I do awaken, find myself stuck to the computer screen — sometimes for hours. The massive amount of stuff that’s available online is truly amazing and it’s easy to blow great gobs of time chasing it. Each day I read large portions of 5 or 6 different newspapers. I carefully check the weather around the country on sites that contain detail and forecasting tools available only to professionals a few years ago. There are edgy news oriented blogs and online magazines with well-written articles you can’t find anywhere else. There are online forums for any interest you can think of… I belong to a number of them that cover various aspects of fulltiming, motorhomes, and RV’ing. Then there are millions of personal blogs out there… I read at least 6 or 8 each morning.

Yikes! What am I turning into? What am I missing? I think I “need a life”! I think a few changes are in order.

T

A Quiet Late Summer Week

Saturday, September 27th, 2008

Saturday, September 27, 2008 — Beaver Dam, WI

Despite the calendar telling us that autumn has arrived, the past week felt more like summer. The temps were in the upper 70’s most days and the electric heater didn’t get much of a workout in the mornings. Whatever the weather, fall is my favorite season. The crackling of dried leaves underfoot… shades of green giving way to browns, yellows, oranges, and red… fields full of mature crops that endured and overcame storms, too much rain, too little rain, wind, pests, and disease… and the subtle Midwest autumn odors that I can’t describe but are familiar to my nose. It’s a great place to be in late September and October.

After all the equinox hoopla on Monday we took a few days off and did very little. “Doing very little” means reading, writing, photography, and perhaps some small chores. We had doctor appointments scheduled for Wednesday, but they had to be rescheduled for this coming week as something came up and the doc couldn’t make it at the appointed hour. I did get my eye exam and ordered some badly needed new glasses which should be here in a week or so.

I’ve been watching the “train wreck” in the credit, banking, and stock markets with great interest these past few weeks. Since I started blogging almost two years ago, it’s been my policy to keep my personal political opinions restricted to my other blog — The Certified Skeptic — and keep The RV Sabbatical Journal, this blog, as a chronicle of our lifestyle and travels. I didn’t want to subject readers interested in our fulltiming adventures to my occasional political thoughts and rants. But I’ve got to tell you, as I sit here today, it looks like we, the citizens of the U.S.A., have gotten ourselves into a real “pickle” here. I also believe the whole mess transcends politics — right or left, red or blue, liberal or conservative — and says a lot more about us as citizens and stewards of this great country. I think we’ve collectively fallen asleep at the controls, lulled by the pleasures of rampant consumerism and the emphasis on the individual at the expense of the community. We’ve forgotten what delayed gratification is all about. “Wants” have become “entitlements” and many believe it is possible to get something for nothing. We think and act in our personal short-term interest at the expense of long-term interest of the community… the nation as a whole. We don’t hold our leaders accountable and, as a result, we get the government we deserve.

I don’t know how this crisis will play out. I don’t think anyone does. I get the feeling our leaders — the ones that should have seen this coming and are now trying to fix it — are in full panic, ready to throw money at the problem with the hope it’ll make everything better, the way it used to be, so we can get back to loaning people money to buy things they can’t afford. But they don’t know if it’ll work, they’re only hoping. But it’s clearly so serious a situation that they want authorization NOW(!) (panic, blackmail, call it what you will) for as much money as the U.S. has spent in all six years on the Iraq War.

I’m putting these thoughts here, in this blog, because the situation has a very good chance of affecting us, our travel plans, our ability to continue this lifestyle — as it could affect all of you. I’ll continue to keep my more pointed and opinionated views in the other blog. But if it’s affecting our thinking and our daily life, I’m putting it here.

Good Luck to all of us.
T

Where Has the Time Gone?

Tuesday, May 6th, 2008

Tuesday, May 6, 2008 — Vancouver, WA

The past two wonderful months have evaporated faster than a puddle in the hot Arizona sun. But tomorrow, Wednesday, we’re heading out, leaving our Vancouver Family behind. It’ll be a sad day, with emotions raging and tearing at us — after just two months there are roots developing that won’t be easily pulled. On the one hand, we started this sabbatical project for the purpose of seeing and experiencing North America, and we’ve only just begun. There’s so much more to see and do. On the other hand, we have two of the greatest grandkids ever (who have the greatest parents ever), and we know they’ll have changed so much by the time we see them again. For two months, we’ve become part of their regular lives and now we’re leaving. Will they understand? Will they remember us? The next time we visit will we be able to pick up where we’ve left off? I’m sure we will, but there’s that lingering doubt.

Tomorrow, we’ll be leaving them behind physically. But in our hearts they’ll be riding along, right next to each of us, as we explore America in the bus-house.

To Gage, Andrea, Ryan, Evan, Shirleen, Duane, and the rest of the extended family here in Washington… Thanks so much for your hospitality, understanding, and warmth. We can’t wait to return.

With Love…

Thom & Dar

The End of an Experiment

Wednesday, April 30th, 2008

Wednesday, April 30, 2008

I’m sure you noticed that during the past few weeks I’ve had some ads lined up along the right side of my web pages. These ads were Google “Adsense” ads — a program that makes it very easy for people like me to place targeted ads on web pages and get paid for doing so. I was intrigued, wanted to find out how it all worked, and hoped to maybe generate a little “coin” to offset some of the costs associated with keeping a website going.

After one month, I’m pulling the plug on these ads. It wasn’t an easy decision — the TDHoch board of directors discussed it for at least a minute or two. These ads generated over 8 bucks ($8.16 to be exact) in a little more than a month. At that rate, I could be into three figures after a year, and could actually get paid from Google. You see, your Google Adsense account must reach the magic $100 mark before they’ll cut you a check. So with this obvious success and new-found wealth, why am I killing the ads?

Well, for a number of reasons. First, I’ve read websites and blogs that encourage readers to click on ads. It may not be stated as such, but the implication is that this is a no-cost way for readers to supplement the income of the website or blog owner. The reality is that this is fraud. When someone clicks on an ad for the sole purpose of creating a “click” in order to generate ad revenue, it’s wrong. I felt smarmy asking people to shop by clicking on my ads, knowing full well that it’s a rare bird indeed that shops this way. I believe the vast majority of the clicks from the Google Adsense program are fraudulent.

Google might well say that’s right… but the program still works. The purveyors and advertisers may even have it built into their calculations… that the one click in a hundred or a thousand that actually buys something is worth all the other fraudulent clicks. But it just doesn’t feel right, and I don’t get good vibes about the whole deal. It feels like part of the “something for nothing” attitude that pervades our culture these days.

Second, I think electronic ad pollution is as bad an any other kind of pollution. It’s really just cyber-litter floating around the net — very much like the Taco-Bell wrapper blowing around your backyard (or my campsite). Businesses advertise everywhere they can to get a leg up on the competition… they have video screens on gas pumps so they can fill you up as you fill your car up… they have advertising at the urinal so they can drain your wallet as you drain your bladder… it’s everywhere and technology is making it easy to put it anywhere.

Well, it’s not going to be on our website anymore.

My third reason for killing the Google Adsense ads is that Google’s goals and my goals are not in synch. I don’t have enough traffic to generate any real ad revenue — traffic is not the purpose of my website. I put this site up to communicate and share our experiences with friends and relatives. I also had the objective of learning about website technology — what it takes to build a website and how it all works. I never once had the objective of making my website a medium for advertising to those I care for.

So the experiment is over. No more ads. You can visit, view photos, read, enjoy, and share all you want… without being bombarded by the ad pollution you hate. We are ad-free once again.

T