Author Archives: Joel

An actual retailer sent me an email about this. Which doesn’t happen often – let’s face it, TUAK ain’t Say Uncle. Ammo To Go is holding a promo they call Ammo Ambassadors, giving away 100 rounds of 9mm in return … Continue reading →

Although it gets a lot less fun the closer we come to a federal election, I have for years enjoyed reading the Ace of Spades blog. Ace is a big-C conservative, which means he spends a lot of time being … Continue reading →

One morning about fifteen years ago, I was sitting in a gray carpeted cubicle in an office building and ranting about some Hollywood actor who was pushing some gun control law or other. The fellow in the next cube over … Continue reading →

L had a bunch of POA business to do at the county annex, not knowing – and of course neither did I – that it’s a sacred government holiday. So that didn’t work out. When L gets annoyed she gets … Continue reading →

Check this out. On the schedule for tomorrow morning is a trip to town for drinking water, right? And one thing I planned to do while there was stop at the thrift store and see if they had some long … Continue reading →

Yes! In addition to Landlady’s normal infusion of dog food and good coffee, I got care packages from three different readers, counting my brother. Canned goods and more canned goods! Mostly canned meat, which will be most welcome this winter. … Continue reading →

…to a dog who ‘thinks he may have heard a fowling piece come down off the wall,’ and rises from his nap to go find his person in hope that a walkie is in the offing. Little Bear can do … Continue reading →

I’ve got a bunch of old Leslie Fish songs that somebody gave me going on ten years ago. Some of them are bad bootlegs where I can barely make out the lyrics. One such that seemed funny came up in … Continue reading →

Wow, that’s a load off my mind. For about an hour and a half I thought I’d lost Ghost. He vanished early this afternoon, and I didn’t think anything of it because it’s Friday and that often happens. If he … Continue reading →

(This turned into a wall of words post. Sorry.) It’s a question probably everyone who chooses to train with and carry weapons has asked, at least from time to time. With the news all full of the latest media celebrations … Continue reading →

I waited rather impatiently to see if the new, improved nesting box would have the desired effect… And so far yes it has. The pullet(s) making the mess are content to roost on top, leaving the innards free to serve … Continue reading →

I’m concerned that maybe the opening is too big to discourage roosting. I decided that Joe Wooten’s suggestion would be the quickest to try, requiring as it does the least amount of total rebuild. Putting a top on the box … Continue reading →

She said it, I believe it, that settles it. Or…wait. No. She’s saying other people are illogical and offensive. Well…I must tread very carefully here or I may come off sounding as if I’m defending the republican statist bastards while … Continue reading →

Sorry about all those people getting washed away out east, but here at the Gulch we finally had a nice day. So after chickens I went and helped L schlep hay for a few minutes, then I ran home and … Continue reading →

…it’s the stuff*… After the post below the boys and I went for a walkie to Landlady’s, to see to the feathered hippies. Most mornings they don’t get anything out of this except maybe water, but in the past few … Continue reading →

It’s such a common speculation around here… So a few days ago I spent a whole morning building a new nesting box for the coop in the Fortress of Attitude. The pullets were sleeping in the old ground-level box, shitting … Continue reading →

Right here – wish I’d thought of it. An inconvenient narrative that CNN, NBC, Vox, Buzzfeed, Huff Post and the rest refuse to face up to is the fact that more mass murders have been committed by members of our … Continue reading →

Go for it.

Compared to the way I was during the waning years of my “Mr. Suburban Man” phase, I’m now a very “up” person. Not half as paranoid, angry, suspicious, and generally unpleasant to be around as I used to be. At … Continue reading →

Sorry, not feeling it. Got through morning chores and hay-schlepping with the help of ibuprofen and a red-blooded American can-do spirit, and now I’m sitting my sore back on top of my ass in a chair. Cloudy weather, cold wind … Continue reading →