Author Archives: Joel

Here’s a site with what they’re calling the 100 best signs from that Jon Stewart rally, about which I know and care nothing further. Some of them are quite witty.  Some, only about half so.  WARNING: Takes forever to open.

Isn’t that weird?  Four years ago sometime this week, I first came to live in the high desert. Lotsa stuff happened. Still loving it.

Also, courtesy of Commenter S:

Busy morning, and it’s gonna be a busy afternoon so this’ll probably be the only post of the day.  Shit-shoveling early, followed by a quicky labor gig that fell into my lap.  Followed by a trip to the Lair to … Continue reading →

Via Lewlew, here’s an LA Times article by a California lady with a post-mortem on her two-year experiment with something she calls “eco-living.” Okay, that word makes me want to go find a hippie to punch.  But some of the … Continue reading →

On this date, 28 October 2010, for the first time in the history of TUAK, I removed a comment.  I’ve pulled spam before, but that doesn’t count.  I’ve been called names before: Those comments are still here.  There have been … Continue reading →

In reply to the earlier post in which I speculated about Little Bear’s Daddy, Commenter S suggested that maybe a Newfoundland snuck into the love shack.  My first thought was negative – Newfies are very large and very hairy.  LB’s … Continue reading →

Click is a cat.  Cats can be vewy, vewy quiet when it suits their purpose. But what purpose could she serve by bringing Little Bear food?  He’s a big boy!  He’s perfectly capable of catching his own rodents.  And eating … Continue reading →

Private to Landlady – bring warm this weekend.  Please.

Actually I missed this announcement by one day.  Forgive me. One month from yesterday, America will have been liberating Afghanistan exactly as long as Russia spent brutally invading it.  We can beat the Russkis’ record!  Yes!  We!  Can!

I’ve been wondering lately, just exactly who LB’s daddy is. His mother, based entirely on sparse photographic evidence since we’ve never met, is about equal parts German Shepherd and Doberman.  She is quite simply one of the ugliest dogs I’ve … Continue reading →

So neglected!  So frustrated!  So…(snort) heheheheheh… Here’s an article you ought to read.  It’s from the Washington Post, and its writers are terribly concerned about the frantic need to do something about F-Troop’s antiquated record-keeping, understaffing and lack of official … Continue reading →

Sunday at M’s Dome the generator, securely strapped to the Jeep’s trailer, worked just fine.  Monday when I took it down to the Lair it wouldn’t start at all.  I noticed a strong smell of gasoline and it looked as … Continue reading →

The other evening I was sitting on the porch of Landlady’s Meadow House with Landlady and M, where we were discussing pink rifles. Stop laughing. My personal take on the phenomenon of pink rifles is that I don’t find pink … Continue reading →

…The myriad reasons and ways in which this is a bad idea… Weer’d World has a veritable cavalcade of Mall Ninja videos including my personal fave, Mr. Elite Fighting Team Guy. It’s all guaranteed to rot your brain right down … Continue reading →

Robb over at Sharp as a Marble points out that activist-type gun owners don’t really need activist-type antigunners as opponents.  Gun owners, like any other beleagured minority, carry their own opposition with them wherever they go.  This one’s all afraid … Continue reading →

The battery on the Jeep is getting awfully weak.  I keep meaning to replace it.  Plus the fact that I never take trips of more than 14 miles’ duration, and those are rare, means the battery only gets a good … Continue reading →

…Extortioners, unjust, adulterers, or even as these bitter clingers…

I am totally not making this up.