Author Archives: Joel

Issums widdle feewings hurt because things are so very not going your way? Well, suck it up, asshole. Now you know how we felt back in ’68. So go ahead with your tantrums, ’cause I can tell you from experience … Continue reading →

When I’m out cleaning pens I can’t see the approach road, but I can hear it pretty well. I’d swear nobody came by without my noticing. Yet apparently somebody did because W had a present when I got home. I … Continue reading →

Big as she got, nobody’s ready to give up and believe there was only one kid in there. But Pearl pooped one out this morning, while I was over cleaning pens. By the time I left, the little girl was … Continue reading →

Found on the BLM road during the morning walky.34B, padded. Hey, I may be a hermit now, but I unhooked a few in my younger days. Don’t remember tossing any out the window, though. Good thing for her she’s not … Continue reading →

I have a couple of questions about this article. Why are they “patrol rifles” when “only ones” have them, but “assault rifles” when I have them? Who’s more likely to assault somebody with them? Correct me if I’m wrong, but … Continue reading →

I’ve been thinking about this a lot since I heard about it. Not because of anything having to do with current life – though for a while it looked like polar bear sightings were becoming possible, I don’t really expect … Continue reading →

Got a comment from The Grey Lady today: OMG Joel, have you seen this yet? Atf seizes shipment of toy guns saying they can be converted into real military grade weapons… And she posted a link to this video clip: … Continue reading →

I’ve had this Kipling poem running through my head all day. I was pretty sure I’d posted it here once before, so before repeating myself I looked it up. And I had – exactly one year ago today! So I’ll … Continue reading →

Well, I knew he did – he’s just about the only one on the place that could probably sustain himself with predation if he needed to. But when it came to aggression within his own kind, he was good at … Continue reading →

Weird weather today. Rain off and on … rain? Well, it probably would have been snow flurries if it were a bit colder. No biggee, thought I, though I had almost two weeks’ worth of laundry on the line that … Continue reading →

See, I think this is funny. IT APPEARS some Bay Area residents feel that simply having a right to bear arms is not enough. They also feel they must exercise that right in a public display that conjures visions of … Continue reading →

Tam over at View From The Porch asked a question that reminded me of a great little treasure. Which novels have the best wookie-suiter utopias? My standard proselytizing books have always been The Probability Broach, Alongside Night, The Moon Is … Continue reading →

“A Rifleman’s Prayer Oh Lord, I would live my life in freedom, peace and happiness, enjoying the simple pleasures of hearth and home. I would die an old, old man in my own bed, preferably of sexual overexertion. But if … Continue reading →

This being Saturday, it was shit-shoveling day at the neighbors. I’ve already hauled two trailer-loads of sand from the wash to fill holes dug by their stallion-from-hell, and estimated that I was only half done. So this time I drove … Continue reading →

The second amendment of the US constitution absolutely applies. Yes, sir. Of course, there are some common-sense regulations involved. This Examiner article by Kris Hammond outlines the steps law-abiding citizens need to follow if they want to own a handgun … Continue reading →

Over at WendyMcElroy.com there’s a great piece about a lawsuit Valerie Hunter seems to have launched against Sheryl Stack. …whenever a lawyer says “it is not about the money,” my ears hear “it is all about the money.” This cynicism … Continue reading →

…Let him! I’m no more a fan of republicans than of democrats. But they’ve got the right idea here – the dems have somehow tied themselves to this “health care reform” thing, and the repubs want to make sure that … Continue reading →

So at precisely 7:45 this morning an elite squad of the loudest coyotes started yipping and howling at a range of what seemed about 15 feet from the lair. Ghost, already sick of begging Uncle Joel to commence the morning … Continue reading →

…but here’s my shot at rolling one along. Seen at George Potter’s Market Theocracy, via Unpopular Ideas Club: Obama was born in Building 7