Author Archives: Joel

Neighbor L likes to bring all her kitchen scraps, scraps by the bucketful, to feed the chickens. I, and certainly the chickens, think this is a very fine thing to do. And there’s nothing wrong with bones, chickens are definitely … Continue reading →

Via Claire, I have learned that this has been declared a “national day of mourning“ – which translates, I gather, to an unscheduled day off with pay for government ‘workers.’ Actual useful government workers such as firefighters and workers that … Continue reading →

Yeah, this has been the first cold snap of winter, and it’s welcome to leave. As little effort as the weather put into warming up yesterday and as quickly as it went below freezing last night, I knew this morning … Continue reading →

…and bless her heart she texted me to get my laundry over there early so she could wash it before she left. Just as well if that delayed her departure because the road was really slippery first thing this morning. … Continue reading →

I can’t honestly say it always picks the coldest morning to empty the bottle. On mornings where it does, though, that’s the way it seems. There will be lots colder mornings than this one in the next few months but … Continue reading →

The military draft, that is. I know numerous Regular Readers are old enough to remember Viet Nam even if you missed your chance to visit. This morning I was reading an article that incidentally mentioned Mohammed Ali being stripped of … Continue reading →

And that is seriously the worst thing about engaging in farm-like stuff. Early this year I got tired of the wind destroying the latch on the cheap crap chicken house door. So in April while Big Brother and I were … Continue reading →

Not white white like an albino, whiteish with gray or brown shading like unto a regular deer but with very light color where the good camouflage is supposed to be. Did a very little research and learned that that’s a … Continue reading →

…and I’ve grown tired of sorting through scores of vaguely sports equipment-related spam comments for fear of accidentally discarding a good comment that didn’t belong in the spam locker. But my sense of duty has limits and they were exceeded … Continue reading →

You know that devastating winter storm that was going to kill us all like unto doomed extras in a preachy global warming movie? Yeah, apparently it wasn’t important after all. I guess the weather just decided, “Oh. Well, if I … Continue reading →

…but I love topping off my bottles. So today, having settled the pressing matter of how much it would cost to get the Jeep out of hock, I topped off propane and Jeep fuel and bourbon as well as drinking … Continue reading →

The front of the Secret Lair peaks at 14′, which in addition to making for a mighty peculiar-looking structure in a 12×16 cabin can also make heating the thing in the morning a gradual matter. There were reasons for doing … Continue reading →

Freezing rain with a light coating of snow. Everything’s covered with ice. You made the right call.

One adjective almost never used around here in any sentence involving the words weather and timing is “excellent.” But Torso Boy and I got up at quarter to four this morning to go out and pee. It was overcast and … Continue reading →

This time it jumped the gun a bit. It’s been kind of a weird November anyway, colder than usual, but I’ve enjoyed a few really nice days right here at the end. Coolish, but sunny and not stormy at all. … Continue reading →

I see now that that was your actual policy, and was not due to your ineptitude in trying to get them banned instead. Ditto oil production, I suppose… (TL:dr version – Obama on increased American oil production: “That was me.” … Continue reading →

In fact it turns the minutes to hours. Picture this: It’s 3am and you’re awake because who could sleep? You’re shivering cold in a space you can’t effectively heat, in darkness you can’t comfortingly light. Prepare for a long, memorable … Continue reading →

I really do. 😀 At this rate I’ll never get into SJW heaven.

This morning while looking for something else I came upon an old photograph… That big square post just behind Ghost is the end of a fence, and just on the other side of that is the start of the path … Continue reading →

…just how hungry I’d need to be to take that shot. I’m from a part of Michigan and of a class where even urban people commonly sally forth annually to try and slay the vicious Whitetail. Killing deer is not … Continue reading →