Monthly Archives: July 2018

Most people, upon first moving to the desert, are in for a lot of unpleasant surprises. Even I, who had been in a desert or two before moving to the high desert permanently, had quite a learning curve at first … Continue reading →

Which Handgun Is Right for Your Wife Based on Her Favorite Store? If you’re anything like me, you’re tired of reading handgun recommendations that can be summed up as “small and pink.” After all, smaller handguns are harder to control, … Continue reading →

Landlady came up this weekend with a pile of swag for Uncle Joel… Get a load of this! I’m a member of the Claire Cabal, and out of the blue a few weeks ago a member there said he was … Continue reading →

The few people who visit the Secret Lair immediately notice a major difference between the two rooms: The main room looks improvised and utilitarian, because it is. It was made from salvaged and often unconventional materials by someone who barely … Continue reading →

On the first of June I put up the new Lair porch’s structure. Having tired of getting hit in the head with things, I followed through on something that had been on my mind lately and borrowed a hard hat … Continue reading →

I don’t know how people who live in places where there’s actual rain put up with it. I really don’t. Water that falls out of the sky and makes everything…wet! Over and over! I’m sorry, that’s just bad design. I … Continue reading →

I haven’t made rosemary bread since March, when I was concerned about the woody winter leaves. I was afraid it would be like eating shards of treebark, and that the taste of the herb wouldn’t come through. Now I’m a … Continue reading →

Rummaging around in my junk drawer last evening I found a gadget I completely forgot I owned! That’s a cute little pen-like digital Total Dissolved Solids (TDS) meter sold by the company owned by the father of my old neighbor … Continue reading →

…and then I’ll study how to clean bird shit off a newly-painted wall. She has been a very busy and diligent mom but she did not like me standing there fiddling with the camera for so long. I’m surprised she’s … Continue reading →

Starting on the new 12 volt line from the powershed to the cabin. Needed a short, shallow trench, shouldn’t have been ten minutes’ work. Felt fine yesterday and the first part of this morning, but halfway through this little thing … Continue reading →

But our elected leaders are the finest among us! They’re our representatives, our chosen legislators and guides! If they don’t tell us honestly and up front the truth about their personal policies and beliefs as they relate to laws they’ll … Continue reading →

Not sure if I wanted to keep it at all, I foolishly left this appliance cord outside during the last cattle attack. They helped settle the question of whether I wanted it. A guy could really grow to hate cattle.

Stolen from Wendy McElroy, who has more information about lies, damn lies, and statistics.

Go run and play, kid. You can’t know it, but… …these are your good old days. Enjoy them while you may. Also stop screwing around with my game camera.

I am truly humbled in their presence, and feel compelled by the purity of their logic, the consistency of their morality, and their palpable benevolence. I shall disarm immediately! Or…not. Not is good.

Exactly one year ago this month, Big Brother sent me a dozen small bottles of crack sauce, the substance that can make even the most indifferent cook – like me – look like a genius. I received eleven intact ones … Continue reading →

And I no longer compete, and sometimes I see things Ian’s been up to and kind of get down on myself. I barely even practice marksmanship anymore, because I hurt all the time and don’t like to spend money on … Continue reading →

One is famous only for its extreme length. The other is seldom mentioned, but it’s my favorite. In fact I have it committed to memory. It goes like this… “Get the hell out of my way!” That was written a … Continue reading →

She wanted a bench and bookcase for the corner of their enormous kitchen… …and he made her this mission style set out of old oak lumber he had gathering dust in the barn. Hung a nice new ceiling lamp and … Continue reading →