“Black Dragon” by David Benjamin

Copyright 2019 by David Benjamin. Published by Last Kid Books, Madison WI.

Those of you who have been paying attention know that David Benjamin is a high-school-buddy-cum-author who has mentioned me by name or included me as a character in several of his books. That flatters me, of course, but doesn’t shade my critical eye. I think I can be objective as a reviewer of literature.

This one is pretty darn good even though I am not in this one. Benjamin penned the perfect one-line summary for Black Dragon in his Chapter 27 title: “Blood and Guts. Tits and Ass.” This story has plenty of all of that, nicely packaged in a whimsical and amusing (it had me laughing out loud at times) narrative that proceeds at a brisk pace. This is a fun read that has “movie script” written all over it. Maybe it is because I just finished watching the Bourne movies, but I could easily see Matt Damon playing the part of Steve Knight, the intrepid reporter for the US Journal in Tokyo who unwittingly finds himself, like Forrest Gump, present at historical events that rock Japan.

I won’t be giving away too much to tell you that the book opens with a terrorist attack – a bombing at a right-wing political rally – that kills his long-time Japanese assistant, Kuniko Nishimura. Blood and guts. His new assistant is Kuniko’s daughter, Mie, a beautiful young recent college grad. Tits and ass.

The culprits behind the bombing – and other violent acts that follow in quick succession – belong to the Black Dragon Society, a nationalist cult determined to restore Japan to what it believes is Japan’s proper place in the world. However, a lot of blood is spilled – both in large-scale mass murder events and quiet assassinations – before the culpability of the Black Dragon Society becomes known, largely due to the investigative skills of Steve and Mie, along with some of their journalist buddies.

There are a lot of characters in this book. The casting director for this movie is going to be employing a lot of American and Japanese actors. Maybe an Australian, too. Benjamin helps out with a list of characters at the beginning. Also a lexicon of Japanese terms at the back. Both are very helpful.

But this is more than an action/adventure/mystery story; it is also a primer on Japanese culture and politics. Only a foreigner who has been immersed in Japanese society and has studied the culture and politics could have written this book. Benjamin is just such a person. He knows whereof he speaks. I felt, after finishing the book, that I know much more about Japan. This book is both educational and entertaining.

My only complaint is that the final terrorist attack is so complex, involves so many characters and is so highly dependent on the layout of the grounds surrounding the Imperial Palace that a map would have been helpful.

But that is a small stain on an otherwise perfect kimono of a book.

9 out of 10.

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Seventh trip south (TS7) plan

If you have been paying attention, you already know that I am cutting my summer in New England short by a month and am using those 30 days to travel to Wisconsin, south along the Mississippi River (more or less), then east and south to Ft Myers. I still plan to arrive in Ft Myers before the middle of October. Because this trip will be 60 days and will take a rather meandering route, it will be the third-longest trip I have made with the RV. And it will be a major test for my 17-year-old GMC truck.

As currently planned (and these plans are still pretty fluid), the trip will be 60 nights over 24 hops and 4,510 tow miles. The major highlights are Madison WI (to visit old friends and family in the town where I was born and raised) and Vicksburg MS (where I can see a Civil War battlefield that has eluded me for so long). The route will go through southern Ohio, which I have barely touched in my prior travels, and south along the Mississippi River (with a detour to Omaha which is, inexplicably, one of my favorite cities in the US). It is a route picked mostly to see parts of the country that I have not seen much, without any particular plan (so far) as to what I will see when I get there. It may be more seat-of-the-pants than some of my previous trips, but that is more acceptable now, as a solo traveler, than when Jett was with me.

So, without a lot of further explanation, here is the TS7 route:

TS7 segment 1
TS7 segment 2
TS7 segment 3

I guess I should say something about the bizarre, serpentine route of the first segment. That is due to (1) my commitment to attend the Escapees Chapter 3 rally in Bangor ME and (2) my commitment to play as many games of softball as possible. So the TS7 will begin with a trip to Bangor to attend the rally, followed by a few more days in Maine to visit some cemeteries to see if I can track down some of Jett’s ancestors, then 3 days in Swanzey NH, just a few miles north of my starting point in Orange MA. That location allows me to make one last, very long, trip to a softball game – 2 hours each way! Now THAT, my friends, is commitment!

The TS7 will be preceded by a quick, 4-day trip to Florida with my granddaughter to see her father for the first time in over 2 years and to visit Universal Studios. I am looking forward to accompanying her on her first airplane trip ever(!) and seeing Universal through the eyes of a 15-year-old. But that week is going to be simply crazy. More on this trip later.

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21 and counting

Yesterday was our first day all month without rain.

Almost.

The day was completely dry until 11pm when the skies opened up and rain fell in torrents. And, of course, the rain continued into the night. So we now have 21 straight days with measurable rain in the first 21 days of July.

Flooding everywhere. Roads are getting washed out. In what should be one of the driest months of the year.

Miserable.

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Quabbin Pines RV Resort

My “temporary site”

If you have been reading my blog you know that I am not exactly thrilled with my summer home at Quabbin Pines RV Resort in Orange MA. If you follow the link today you will find an “under construction” website, which is totally appropriate because the campground itself is “under construction.” I previously reported that when I arrived on May 11 I was given a “temporary site” with no sewer hookup, electricity provided via an extension cord run from the office (20 amps) and water provided via a splitter off the water supply at the adjacent owner’s RV site. Since May 11 a sewer hookup was installed (after 26 days!) but the electric and water are still very temporary.

The impact of the water supply – other than necessitating the purchase of a 50′ hose that I will not need when I leave – is low water pressure. The main bathroom sink produces barely a dribble. But that is a minor problem as the shower pressure, though low, is adequate. The impact of the 20A electic service is more severe. I can run just one of the following at any point in time:

  1. The A/C (and just one of the two air conditioners that I have).
  2. The hot water heater.
  3. The microwave.
  4. The coffee maker.

Fortunately I don’t need a hair dryer or that would be on the list as well.

Installing electric service last week

Also, as you can see in the photo at the top, the site is very sandy, thanks to the recent work on installing permanent electric service. Yes, he is making progress on that. But I have no expectation that the service will be installed and operational in the next month. In the meantime, a lot of sand is being tracked into my RV.

There is also no cable TV and no over-the-air reception. I have been without TV for over 2 months now. The wifi works and I can stream Netflix using that – or my own router, until the data plan limit is reached – but no network TV. I have been watching a lot of Mission: Impossible and movie DVDs.

So it is a pretty miserable “temporary” existence. Which is why I am leaving a month early. The final negotiated price (because there are no published prices), for 3 months, is $1,550. Less than I would have paid at a real campground, but more than this one is worth in its current state.

I am trying to think of the single adjective that best describes this place. The one that comes to mind most readily is “baffling”. Baffling because the owner could have made a shit-ton (a term I picked up from Jett’s son) of money this summer if he had been ready for business with utilities installed at all sites. He has owned/leased the campground for 2 years and yet is just now, in the middle of the peak RV season, beginning to install electric service. Baffling. The other utilities are not much better: 12 sites have sewer, 10 sites have water, 1 site (the owner’s) has electric – and even that is not permanent. That is out of approximately 100 sites on the property.

The unfinished rec center

He did one thing that I regard as brilliant: he took the logs from the trees that he cut down to make the new sites and milled them into lumber. He claims to have milled over 35,000 board-feet of lumber, probably saving himself over $50,000 in lumber costs. But none of the new structures – the bathhouse, the rec center or the pavilion – are completed. And no work has been done on any of them in the past 2 months. Baffling.

The goats

He did complete, more-or-less, the swimming pool (more-or-less because I don’t believe the fence around it is legal). He also has a completed goat pen with 8 adult goats and 2 newborn kids. But that just saps his time and money. Why was getting goats a priority? Baffling.

Fire truck

The campground has a fire truck, too, presumably to give rides to children. But, again, why was that a priority? Baffling.

But the place does have potential. The sites are large, the roads are wide and most sites have a lot of shade (which would be great if the sun ever came out). There is a pond which could be stocked for catch-and-release fishing. So finish the sites, finish the bathhouse and rec center and add some activities and this campground could do very well. But the owner does not seem to be working with any sense of urgency, so I am not optimistic that the campground will be ready at the start of the 2022 season.

Baffling.

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The endless (rainy) summer

The Endless Summer was a surfer movie about chasing the sun around the world for the purpose of catching the perfect wave. A full year of summer sun. Here in Massachusetts we would settle for a few days of sun. It seems like we have seen nothing but rain. Halfway through the month of July we have yet to see a day in this “dry” month that didn’t have measurable rainfall. Depressing.

Partly for this reason and partly because my current campground is a disaster (I will give a full report soon), I have decided that I will begin my trek south a month early. But I won’t arrive earlier than planned; I will travel for an extra month and go out to Wisconsin, then down the Mississippi River Valley. So the seventh trip south (TS7) is shaping up to be the third-longest trip that I have taken with the RV. At 4,505 miles as currently planned (and that is certain to change) it is shorter only than the Great Trip West (GTW) in 2012 (6,184 miles) and the Second Trip East (STE) in 2017 (5,125 miles). It the truck makes this trip unscathed then I will consider taking an epic trip in the summer of 2022.

Before I leave Massachusetts I will be taking my granddaughter Liliani to Florida for 4 days (flying, of course) to see her father and Universal Studios. She is 15 and has never been on an airplane. Should be fun.

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“Lost Souls” by Lisa Jackson

Copyright 2007, 2009 by Susan Lisa Jackson. Published by Kensington Publishing Corp., New York.

I will start with a statement that this is my first Lisa Jackson mystery and possibly my last. It wasn’t horrible but I won’t go out of my way to find more of her books.

Amazon categorizes this book as a “Bentz/Montoya novel” meaning that it supposedly features Rick Bentz, ace New Orleans police detective, and his able sidekick Reuben Montoya. But they are minor characters in this episode. The main character is Rick Bentz’s daughter, Kristi Bentz, who is returning to All Saints College in Baton Rouge to continue working on her English degree. But four students have disappeared from campus. The prevailing theory is that they were all loners who departed on their own. Lost souls.

Kristi, of course, thinks that they were victims of foul play and decides to play amateur detective, ostensibly to get material for a book she wants to write (see how the English major and detective’s daughter personas merge?). Not surprisingly, she gets ensnared in the evil and nearly becomes a victim herself.

The plot has a few twists and there is a romantic thread that weaves in pretty seamlessly. There are even some cringe-worthy sex scenes with purple prose that seems to be lifted from a 1940’s pulp paperback. The theme of the plot is “vampires” – both real and literary. This does not involve the supernatural, but Kristi’s ability to sense the demise of others (she sees someone who is about to die as colorless) does. That was a bit much for me.

So not terrible. But not very good either. And quite long – 488 pages in this edition. Mediocre books should be short.

4 out of 10.

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TGA?

No, not TMI, though you could be excused for thinking that by the time you finish this post.

It stands for Transient Global Amnesia. Basically, you just lose memory of a period of time for no good reason. In my case it was between 9am and 2pm yesterday. I got a phone call from a friend around 9am, which I remember. The rest of the day (which was very dreary) I felt a bit “off” which I attributed to the weather. But when I looked at my phone call log late yesterday afternoon, I saw that I had spoken to my friend 4 more times between 9:30am and 2pm. I had absolutely no recollection of those calls (well, I had a vague recollection of him advising me, in the last call, to “get it checked out”). So I called him this morning to see if he could fill me in on these mysterious, forgotten calls. He said that I had sounded a little strange in the first call and had complained of being light-headed so he had called back to check on me. In the subsequent calls I had admitted that I had no memory of the first call, which alarmed him.

So I did “get it checked out”, but not until this morning. Various triage tests and a CT scan revealed no problem, but the doctor wanted to admit me for further testing. But it is a holiday weekend and none of the tests could be performed until Tuesday. I signed myself out “against medical advice” because 2 days lounging in a hospital bed was not my idea of a great way to spend a holiday weekend.

Besides, Rusty would have missed me.

So I am feeling fine today. But it is a bit scary.

It is also a good excuse to forget your birthday.

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WooSox

Polar Park, new home of the WooSox
Inside Polar Park

The Boston Red Sox’s Triple-A minor league affiliate moved this summer from Pawtucket RI to Worcester MA. Formerly known as the “PawSox,” the team has been relabeled the “WooSox.” They play in a brand new ballpark, Polar Park, less than an hour from my summer home in Orange MA. I have already gone to two WooSox games. They won both.

For reasons known only to Red Sox management, but which I attribute to a deep-seated sadistic streak, the new ballpark is located in what may be the worst intersection in the entire state of Massachusetts, Kelly Square. This “square” is the convergence of 6 fairly heavily traveled streets with virtually no traffic controls to sort out the vehicular mayhem. It is every man for himself and if you are faint of heart you may spend hours waiting for an opening.

But while I expected the addition of the ballpark to raise the traffic pain from Horrible to Insane, it has not done that. Perhaps the traffic was already so bad that it couldn’t get worse. Or perhaps the fact that neither game filled the stadium to more than 50% capacity meant that we haven’t seen the worst yet. But getting in and out for both games was tolerable. Better than (the much larger) Fenway Park in Boston, home of the Red Sox.

Buddy Mike and Chaim Bloom

I got free tickets to the first game courtesy of sister-in-law Kim and her employer, Worcester Academy, one of the WooSox sponsors (thanks, Kim and Worcester Academy!). These seats were out in left field, which was fine as there isn’t a bad seat in the place. The second game was courtesy of softball buddy Dave (thanks, Dave!). He got tickets directly behind home plate. These tickets were perhaps the best in the house, the proof being that we were next to the Red Sox’s Chief Baseball Officer, Chaim Bloom. Since he is in charge of the entire organization, he can sit pretty much wherever he wants.

My buddy Mike also was at this game. Dave and Mike are the two softball buddies who come to spring training in Ft Myers most years (this year being the exception thanks to the pandemic). It was great being able to attend a game in MA as the “three amigos.”

Three amigos: Mike, me and Dave
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Sprain pain

Forearm bruising

I sprained my wrist playing softball two weeks ago. I tried to make a diving catch of a flyball. No, I didn’t catch it but somehow bent my wrist back in making the attempt. It was immediately obvious that I had hurt my wrist, but was not immediately obvious how badly I had hurt it. I finished the inning in the outfield and realized, sitting on the bench, that I would be unable to swing the bat. I came out of the game.

The next day I was in a world of hurt. I basically was unable to do anything with my left arm. Even the simple act of putting shaving cream on my face was unbearably painful. For about 5 days I was pretty much a one-armed man (no, I didn’t murder Dr Richard Kimble’s wife). I slowly regained use and thought, for a brief moment, that I might be able to play the next game. But when game day arrived I was still unable to swing the bat. And some pretty impressive bruising had appeared on my forearm.

Tomorrow is another game. I intend to go but likely won’t play unless the team is desperate for bodies.

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Sewer!

New sewer hookup

At each step along the way in the construction of the shed in Ft Myers I posted a blog entry with an exclamation-point title (e.g., Insulation!). I don’t own my summer site but my excitement at (finally!) getting a sewer hookup was similar to a major step along the way in the shed construction. I received many promises, starting with the day I arrived (“You will have a sewer hookup by this weekend”), all of which were broken. In total I went 26 days without emptying my waste tanks – a record which I hope to never break. It wouldn’t have been possible except that I am now a single guy living in an RV with 2 bathrooms with separate storage tanks. But by the end I was being very cautious with my waste – short flushes, not letting the water run when brushing my teeth, letting the dishes pile up before washing them and even tossing Rusty’s water outside each morning before refilling his water bowl.

So I am now operating with a permanent sewer hookup, but temporary electric (20A, from the office) and water (a splitter from the owner’s hookup). That makes the situation considerably less miserable than a week ago, but still somewhere on the “miserable” spectrum.

The campground owner still hopes to be open by July 4, but here is the situation just 4 weeks before that date: 8 sites with sewer, 6 sites with water, 0 sites with permanent electric. So what did he do this weekend? Built some picnic tables. Apparently he believes that RVers will tolerate a site with no utilities so long as it has a nice, new picnic table. Puzzling.

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