I love this guy.

The Adaptive Curmudgeon buys (or actually attempts to buy, so far) a cord of wood.

I stack’em in order, so you don’t have to. Which is more than Mudge is gonna end up with, I do predict.

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4 Responses to I love this guy.

  1. Glenn555 says:

    He, and you are visited multiple times a day. I just don’t want to miss out. I agree with your assessment BTW. Always leaves us hanging awhile though.

  2. coloradohermit says:

    OMG! What a hoot. I laughed so hard I think I puddled the floor.

  3. -s says:

    My last experience buying wood was 15+ years ago. It was amazingly similar to ‘Mudge’s. Multiple phone calls, dead ends, then repeated calls to a guy who actually had wood. For sale. Dry.

    Only his truck was broke. Long story short, I only wanted 1/2 cord, and it showed up about 10 days later, at night, in a 76 Pontiac wagon, springs smashed completely flat, radiator boiling over, with wood stacked to the ceiling and piled high on the roof of the car, We spent as long cooling his engine down as we did unloading the wood.

    Can’t wait to hear the thrilling conclusion of ‘Mudge’s version of this seemingly universal story.

  4. -s says:

    I’ll be dipped. He got the wood. Quite a saga, and a bit of a tussle, but he got a cord of split, dry oak for $100.

    There’s some profound lesson in free-market economics here, but I can’t tell what it is. Lot’s of people want cords of firewood. Lots of people sell firewood. But no one can just buy a quality cord. When someone finally gets an honest cord, it is an ordeal and a fight and the price is half what a willing buyer would pay. It don’t make no sense!

To the stake with the heretic!