Monthly Archives: July 2015

I happened to see an item during my morning surfing, saying a man named Lou Lenart has died at 94. The name wouldn’t normally have meant a thing to me. But as it happens, a few months ago I read … Continue reading →

The organizers of Free Pride Glasgow in Scotland have hit a snag in their mission to plan a totally inclusive event: Some activists think drag queens are offensive to transgender people, others think banning drag queens is offensive to transgender … Continue reading →

A good messy non-NFA means of swiftly turning money into noise. Go here first, watch the video, then after you are properly inflamed with lust you can go here and get your very own. Pricey, but I think you’ll agree … Continue reading →

Laying hens are skeptical of changes in their cages. They awoke to a new addition and promptly behaved like ape-men confronted by a big black monolith – by trying to cover it in straw. Yeah, still painting trim in a … Continue reading →

It means he doesn’t want to be your friend. It’s all right. The Poli Sci course at Yale was a long time ago and probably didn’t cover that. But someone should have mentioned it when you became Secretary of State.

Once in a while you’ll be moving through the bush or down a dry wash, where the foliage is predominately dusty green and most of the few flowers that bloom are pretty muted, and you’ll come upon something with glossy … Continue reading →

I have said before that the area where I live is not a tourist attraction, nor anything like one, and that that’s just the way I like it. Sometimes I think of it as ‘friction.’ You want to find a … Continue reading →

As nausea-inspiring as most of the republican contenders that I even recognize can be, (How many are there now?) the bullpen for the poor dems is just sad. I give you the front-runner… The ‘progressive’ base is so inexplicably uninspired … Continue reading →

And he was right!🙂 About that, if about nothing else whatsoever.

Several months – maybe a year or two – ago, somebody sent me a care package containing, among several other useful things, a ball of string. And I admit I thought at the time, ‘well, that’s a rather silly thing … Continue reading →

I don’t want to put words in the good general’s mouth, so here it is. A day after a gunman shot and killed four Marines and wounded three other people in Chattanooga, Gen. Ray Odierno, chief of staff of the … Continue reading →

How do you hurt your back in bed? Alone, I mean. I’ve got one of those back wrap hot pads, but this one seems to require a microwave. And so maybe after it stops raining I’ll trudge up the ridge … Continue reading →

Rotting straw always settles downwind from the Fortress of Attitude, and from time to time I rake it up and put it in one of my raised beds to help make soil. Since Monsoon has started, right now it’s holding … Continue reading →

Okey Dokey. I accidentally started an argument here by announcing that I’m thinking of raising meat rabbits. I welcome the discussion because I truly am ignorant on the topic. Anybody who wants to disabuse me of the notion that it’s … Continue reading →

Yet another mass shooting in a gun free zone. Can’t these people read? There is something especially obscene about Marines needing to ‘shelter in place’ and call 911. ETA: I liked Uncle’s comment on this… But the sign worked. There … Continue reading →

J. D. Tuccille, he of the recommended High Desert Barbecue, has revived his Disloyal Opposition blog. I’ve missed it. The blogroll has been accordingly updated. That is all.

Finished my morning rounds. The babies are doing well, and fledging out fast now. Three out of four have tails, and everything but their heads have feathers. They grow up so fast… Things were not so heartwarming at Former Neighbor … Continue reading →

Looking at all the things that need doing this morning before the rain returns, I’m off to do them. Here’s a picture of an intrepid dog that has captured and subjugated its very own pig.

Yeah! Should have done this years ago! The Fortress of Attitude is covered by an old cargo parachute, which up until today has been supported in the middle by an outrageously complicated and intrusive wooden framework that took up the … Continue reading →

Shamelessly stolen from Wendy McElroy.