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They say that Louis XIV had the inscription Ultima Ratio Regum cast into all the cannon of the French Army. It means “The Ultimate Argument of Kings,” and that always struck me as one of the most honest and up-front things any ruler or would-be ruler ever said. “We can dress it up prettier than this, but when it comes down to the unvarnished truth this is what it’s about: You’ll do as I say or I’ll send my goons to kill you.”
I thought about that for a long time. If there’s an ultimate argument, it seems only logical that there must be an ultimate answer. For years I thought the ultimate answer must be the bullets in my rifle, but it never seemed quite right. I’ve got bullets – he’s got frigging Cannon Balls. I mean, if there were three hundred million rifles throwing bullets at him, then maybe. But we all know that’s not going to happen. So if there’s an ultimate answer to his ultimate argument, it sure as hell ain’t bullets.
It finally came to me – and that’s when I abandoned the city and most of my stuff, and gave all that was behind me a good stiff Randian Shrug.
The ultimate answer to kings is not a bullet, but a belly laugh.
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Jackhammers is heavy.
When the pipe behind Ian’s block wall sprung a leak I went looking for Landlady’s hammer drill. Couldn’t find it anywhere. She said she brought it back to the city. So… …Since we got Ian’s electrical working yesterday, I borrowed … Continue reading
Pear tree update…
Somebody keeps asking for a pear tree update. It’s still pearing. We’ll see how edible the fruit is. I’m just thrilled there’s fruit.
Getting some of the damage repaired…
Ian’s place has been driving me crazy. First an external spigot that goes through a block wall springs a totally uncalled-for leak – and the only way to fix the leak is to knock a hole in said (filled, of … Continue reading
Gotta rethink this ‘hike up the mesa twice a day’ thing…
I went to bed at six last night because I was falling asleep in my chair. Fell right asleep and woke at first light with Tobie asking was I all right. The one wash crossing between me and the main … Continue reading
Looks like they rescued the road grader…
I got a phone call from a neighbor yesterday, warning me to avoid the wash crossing by the goat people at all costs. “There is no crossing. And pretty soon there’ll be no grader, because [redacted] got it good and … Continue reading
When they come from the northwest, they’re the worst.
Woke to clear skies for once but the forecast said it wouldn’t last. After Tobie’s early walkie and a quick breakfast I hiked to Landlady’s to pick up the Jeep, took the Bumpy Road to T&S’s and double-fed the animals … Continue reading
I thought that drooping target stand was undermined with water…
Nope. It was hit with a big rock. Which apparently fell during the second of the past several days’ terrifying storms. Normally at this part of Monsoon I can use the wash for a transport route even if the roads … Continue reading
Wouldn’t you know, a T&S gig at the height of monsoon.
That means twice a day up and across the plateau, then up T&S’s mesa. By whatever means necessary, because the animals don’t have a Plan B. I decided to see what condition the wash crossings and the dirt road were … Continue reading
Oboy. Big flood.
I lost all my alternate routes, and a favorite place. That’s my driveway into the wash. Or it was. That semi-standing bush used to be several feet from the bank; Torso Boy and I made a u-turn around it on … Continue reading
The Official Bird of Joel’s Gulch…
Everybody’s favorite bird. 🙂
Putting the silt to work
Rained hard last night. So this morning’s first chore was to dig out the front ditch again. Average spoil is five wheelbarrow-loads. Normally I just pile it up out of the way, but this morning I found places where the … Continue reading
Up on the Plateau…
Starting Friday I’ll be up and over the plateau twice a day for a week, taking care of T&S’s plants and animals while they’re away on a trip. The plateau is miles away to the east of the Gulch. But … Continue reading
Tobie in Disgrace
Baking day, before it gets too hot. While kneading dough I stepped back just a little and literally stepped on Tobie. One backs away from the counter carefully while preparing food because – well, big puppy. Of course he’s right … Continue reading
Damned silt…
If we’re going to have a wet monsoon this will be the story of my life for a couple of months… The very first good storm that passed over the Lair caused both my drainage ditches to fill with silt. … Continue reading
Even in the desert, flooding brings driftwood
I had intended to give firewood-gathering a rest during the hot months, but if this is going to be a wet monsoon I may as well take advantage of it. The wash flooded its banks on Wednesday morning, then ran … Continue reading
Tobie finds a bone
So this morning Tobie and I ventured into the now-merely-damp wash for our morning walkie. I was happy that the wash flooded, because after too many years dry it becomes difficult to navigate. After a good run the sand is … Continue reading
Little house by the river…
It rained hard and long during the wee hours. Even so I wouldn’t have guessed the wash would run at all, let alone flood. It must have rained even harder over the plateau to the east. I took these pics … Continue reading
First real rain of the season!
Water’s slamming down on the roof, gutters and downspouts are cheerfully channeling it into the runoff ditches, Tobie has just discovered this thing called thunder and is trying to climb into my lap. Monsoon has officially arrived. Literally to the … Continue reading









































