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This afternoon I went with D&L on the long, unpleasant… …trip to the amazingly well-located county landfill. Seriously, never has such a godforsaken chunk of wasteland been put to a more fitting purpose. I usually tag along to give them … Continue reading →

Well, it’s hooked up. Everything works. And I was just about to push it into the utility closet – which it will fill – when the voice of reason turned up and said… “How are you planning to turn out … Continue reading →

“Play with me, Uncle Joel!” I’m trying to cook breakfast, and going back and forth getting stuff ready for the water run, making my bed, forgetting my glasses,… …and poor Tobie just wants a game of “Kick the Kong.” And … Continue reading →

Have you ever wept over half a loaf of moldy bread? That and similar experiences, many years ago now, triggered a strong impulse toward hoarding. No, not stacks of rotting newspaper leaning against the walls, I’m not that crazy. I … Continue reading →

…and predict that the Dark Brandon look isn’t going to be a keeper. For the first time in my entire life I’m suddenly interested in what a single photo op does to a politician’s poll numbers. Whose idea was this?

I was supposed to tag along on a trip to the big town about 50 miles away this morning, something I was especially loathe to do since it involves the DMV. But that trip got cancelled early this morning, happily … Continue reading →

I rode the ebike to town this morning, for the first time since getting it back together from the last time I tried to ride the ebike to town… Among other things I went into the dollar store. Grabbed a … Continue reading →

I suppose the “he’s getting ready to leave” moment is significant in the life of any house dog. But Tobie knows the difference between “He’s leaving and I’m not” and “He’s leaving and I might go too.” Monday mornings I … Continue reading →

Sometimes I think my motto, if I started having a motto, ought to be “People throw away the damndest things.” In our latest exciting adventure in profiting from other people’s stuff, somebody is replacing their washer and dryer. And looking … Continue reading →

“We’re going to the feed store for horse pellets.” Which means… …a sweaty ton of pellets for the boys, and… …some firewood for me. Getting ready for winter, one pallet at a time.

It hasn’t been an especially wet Monsoon but it hasn’t been dry, either. And I think guess on top of how green things got this time last year, the plants are just primed for a good growing season. Anyway… The … Continue reading →

I was afraid of this. Coming home from Tobie’s morning walkie… … I looked out over the Lair and saw cattle coming up the driveway from the wash. They have a demonstrated ability to mow right through my big wavy … Continue reading →

So last month I caught some unexpectedly deep mud, wrecked the ebike, covered it and myself with mud, got a long walk out of the deal, and spent the next few weeks getting the bike fully functional again. I’ve been … Continue reading →

The four-oclocks and the blackeyed susans are in their glory…

I was indulging in a bit of schadenfreude this morning while reading a column about a primary battle between Carolyn Maloney and Jerry Nadler, two ancient evil politicians one of whom is about to lose their phony-baloney job due to … Continue reading →

Been meaning to do this for some time. Rats burrowed under the front wall of the chicken house, which not coincidentally is where the chicken feeder is… I tried piling rocks and concrete blocks to no avail. Finally yesterday I … Continue reading →

Junior didn’t care enough about the yellow thing to interrupt his meal, and Mom was apparently familiar enough with motor vehicles not to see the Jeep as a threat. So yeah, she stood right there blocking the road as I … Continue reading →

The clouds started breaking up yesterday afternoon after more than two solid days of heavy overcast and more or less constant rain. Seldom hard rain, we only picked up two measured inches in the whole period here at the Lair, … Continue reading →

As much as I hate cattle in general, at least the cows and calves are nothing to be afraid of. Meeting a bull while on foot can be positively dangerous, they’re rarely all that impressed by noisy gunfire, and if … Continue reading →