Reader Luke Gardner is home from a vacation in Mozambique, specifically Benguerra Island where he and his wife enjoyed some R&R…..and sport fishing! Thankfully for us he brought his camera, a Nikon D800.
First, a little geography lesson and map. Benguerra Island is the tab marked A.
Where are we going next Luke?
Catherine had a funny in the comments section, saying she was sure she could see EarthImage in Brit’s photo! EarthImage replied:
But yes, over there on the Braden River is EarthImage waving up from the bar, er his canoe, at Linger Lodge. And he sent some photos as proof. And adds: The alligator gumbo was worth the trip.
UPDATE THURSDAY 2:30PM: I started with a call to Governor Cuomo’s office. They directed me to the Commissioner of the DMV, who directed me to a woman who said she’d have someone call me today with the answers to my questions posed within.
UPDATE #2 @ 4PM:
It took several phone calls but to my amazement, and pleasure, I got answers.
1. The Carmel DMV is a County station, not a state one so no state line item funding. There ARE armed guards at many state DMV’s I was told, particularly down county where there have been known to be incidents. This has been the procedure for many many years and they vary from station to station whether the guards are subcontracted or state employees, but most likely subcontracted part-time workers.
2. So I called Putnam County and they connected me right to the horses mouth, the Carmel DMV office. The woman to whom I spoke has worked there 22 years and said armed guards have been in place there for a decade at least. In the afternoons when crowds can get testy (which is probably why I never noticed them before but I have to say I’ve never even seen a desk there before or the huge sign ON the desk) The men are retired police officers and the money comes out of the Putnam County budget, at the request of the head of the Carmel DMV. She added that while they haven’t had a real incident, she feels the presence of a guard quells a fury that can easily arise in a place with such enormous bureaucracy. And long lines.
Solid answers. No post-Newtown panic or gun law adjunct. A decision based on need. I felt quite satisfied with their answers. Case closed.
Traveling up to Carmel, NY today as back-up emergency Bank of Mom for a child who
a) had to deal with a suspended license
b) had to pay a fine for an uninsured vehicle
c) had to register another vehicle
d) all of the above
e) NONE OF THE ABOVE (**buried in the comments is the truth that this child was NOT at the DMV for any of the above!!)
As a matter of fact, by the time I left, there were two armed men, perhaps changing of the guard so to speak, but what the heck? Why on EARTH do the employees at the DMV need armed protection? I know the service at any DMV is stressful, annoying, lengthy, and irritating, but are the employees worried that someone will go crazy when they find out that one needs six points of proof for an identity or that the line is a 40 minute wait??
I’d REALLY like to know if I am paying for the guards. And how much do they make? Salary? Hourly wage? Benefits? Paid vacation? Healthcare? Does every DMV in the state have an armed guard now? Is it in a union contract that DMV employees require someone packing heat? I mean, this is bad, really really bad.
Fortunately, I brought my own pens (always carry two, concealed!!) but it looks like had I forgotten, I could have helped the Visually Handicapped. Because, god knows, we can’t say BLIND anymore. Oh dear.
We’re card carrying Medicare customers these days, both of us past the ripe young age of 65. We’ve signed up for other Parts of Medicare to make sure we have all our bases covered as we age. (who us, age?) One of the Parts we got from Aetna was Part D. I don’t take any medications and Mr. EOS only one, but we felt it would make sense to pay and be prepared. A good former Girl Scout leader is always prepared.
This month’s Medicare bill has a line item for IRMAA Part D, an amount higher than the premium we pay to Aetna. I called Medicare and when I explained I already have Part D, the customer service agent, who was quite nice and helpful, started to laugh.
I knew I was in trouble if HE found something funny about my bill.
Turns out, our income was vetted when applying for Medicare and it met a threshold that makes us “qualified” to pay into the Part D trust fund that will pay for OTHERS.
Part D-IRMAA stands for the Income Related Monthly Adjustment Amount for Part D and this is mandated by the Affordable Care Act to help fund the Medicare Part D Trust Fund. It started on January 1, 2011. Now Part D-IRMAA is a set amount paid to the government in addition to and separate from the plan premium. As a reminder, this is not paid to the plan. The Part D-IRMAA is required to be paid by those who have Part D coverage and higher income.
Will this added premium break our bank? No. But am I irritated that I am being forced to pay for others healthcare? You bet. We’re pretty darn eleemosynary folk, we help in a lot of ways – making donations and working hands-on with people and groups who need a hand up. That’s part of who we are. But darned if I want my government telling me how much I have to pay into a trust fund. (managed by whom I ask, and not implemented until 2014). The IRS?
I’m not a fan of much government intrusion, or so many government demands of my money. Progressive will disagree with me, saying it is incumbent upon me to support those who can’t afford care. But do I want to pay for your abortion? No. And that’s a big problem for me. I am very definitely pro-choice, so you’d think I wouldn’t mind, but I think it’s NOT the government’s business if you get an abortion and NOT the government’s business to pay for it.
End of rant.
Busy weekend and heading out the door for a chore-laden Monday but wanted to share some photos, some from readers, some of mine.
From CosHarbour, photos taken a couple of weeks ago of The Kon-Tiki sitting in Brooklyn, there for the preview of a documentary aired by the National Geographic channel called Kon-Tiki: The Incredible True Story
Wild Turkey. Usually a band of merry men and women, this fellow seemed lost and alone. I made SURE Dawg did not see said turkey. I don’t know for a fact, but I suspect Dawg would find this chase-worthy, maybe even damage worthy?
Lo and behold, almost right under my nose, a fabulous mid-century modern house is for sale and I didn’t even know it existed!! It’s only a couple of miles from me, on a wonderfully beautiful winding road, but the house is way off the road, invisible, and the owners were never acquaintances so I’ve not be inside. Darn.
I found the listing quite by accident, browsing the website Curbed, as any good house junkie does daily. There, on the front page, a house built in 1961 for the founders and owners of Dansk.
Curbed says of the home:
When Theodore and Marsha Nierenberg, founders of the Scandinavian tabletop firm Dansk International Designs, needed to build a house atop their scenic, 22-acre slice of land in Armonk, N.Y., they knew just who to turn to: Jens Quistgaard, Dansk’s chief designer, who was game for the task of putting his signature kitchenware aside for a moment to, well, design a house. The 7,100-square-foot structure was completed in 1961.
Clicking one photo will open up a slideshow.
The home was put on the market when Mr. Nierenberg died in 2010, at a price of $7.5million. It is now at $5.5 and for the life of me I can’t figure out why some mid-century modern lover hasn’t snapped this up. Who doesn’t LOVE that wood carved spiral staircase? (click photo #11 to see it fully) Even if this style of architecture is not your personal choice, the attention to detail of the era has to be appreciated. And hopefully preserved. Okay, maybe not the kitchen. I might scrape that!
Realtor.com says of the home:
Inside, the 7 bedroom, 6 bathroom retreat retains its connection to the serene setting with vaulted ceilings and glass walls showcasing the 10-acre lake. Evoking an ornamental feel of the medieval, beamed ceilings, hardwood floors and built-ins are accented by magnificent brickwork in the form of four great fireplaces and a resplendent kitchen hearth. But the real prize is arguably the handcrafted wood-spiral staircase, which offers a true showcase of Quistgaard’s outstanding feel for Scandinavian form.
Here’s the official real estate listing by a company I’ve never heard of, Estately. Perhaps that has something to do with its limited exposure to the public? I’d live in it in a heartbeat!
PS: I’ll be gone much of the weekend so this post will run through Sunday. Happy Mother’s Day to MY fabulous mom and all other moms out there!!
FRIDAY MORNING UPDATE: Son is fine, no concussion, albeit still a pain in the neck, literally and figuratively.
Any parent will tell you that when the phone rings in the middle of the night and the caller ID is one of your children, the heart races a little faster. Son The Racer hit a deer not far from his house and called to say he was okay and was waiting for the police to file a report. We asked if he wanted us to come get him but he said he had his seat belt on and the truck was big enough to absorb a lot of the hit.
I haven’t had time to ask many questions but hope he’ll come stay with us a few days to regroup and take care of all the insurance paperwork, bound to be huge. If I know him as well as I do, he’s furious this will alter his back to back race weekends.
I went to the police department and got the report he can use to file a claim with the insurance company and while out, stopped by the towing company to see the damage. He was hauling the trailer full of motorcycles, but that was undamaged and is also sitting at the tow yard.
I’ll keep you posted as I know more.
Bright sunshine. So warm I had to shed a sweater mid-errand run and Dawg actually WANTED to come in.
The lilacs are very close to being full bloom; the peony buds are still a way off, closed pretty tight yet. And the dandelion’s in the yard, despite being weeds, are quite gorgeous. Even one strawberry plant ready to berry.
Mobile Groomer Bark Bathe and Beyond here now
……ending with a lovely oatmeal aloe scrub. That’s more than I get at a spa!!
These groomers are the best – father and son team. Today son Matt was here and Dawg was patient and relaxed with him. Great job guys!