Monthly Archives: November 2015

A week before Thanksgiving Mrs, Curmudgeon and one of the smaller, chronologically inferior, compound residents compared their gadget acquisition plans. She wanted an iSlab or an iFlat or some other physical manifestation of Steve Jobs. The kid wanted some sort … Continue reading →

It’s Thanksgiving. One of my favorite days. I’m pretty good at being thankful for stuff. Unlike many Americans who compare themselves to what they see on TV or their rich neighbors or whatnot, I’m constantly pleased that I’m not dying … Continue reading →

The next morning I shuffled out to check on the “heat tape of hope” on “the pipe of stupidity”. En route I found a chicken. Just sitting there in the snow. As if that made perfect sense. Dumbass! “Where the … Continue reading →

Kids area a pain in the ass. Sure sure, they’re the light of our lives and something our heart and soul cherishes. But you can’t deny there’s a certain level of annoyance. There are hassles from the first time you … Continue reading →

While I was cursing my stupidity for icing my hydrant into a miniglacier, I fed the chickens. Our chickens are pretty good about “coming home to roost” every evening. (With the exception of Fluffy and her small band of Resistance … Continue reading →

The butcher, soup Nazi that he is, is unwilling to butcher the last few pigs. It’s  scheduling thing and there’s nothing I can do. (I should add that the guy is really good. He’s good enough that I’m unwilling to … Continue reading →

I am sipping coffee and happier than a pig in shit. Why? Because this is the inaugural run of Betsy… my newly operational cook stove / garage heat source. I couldn’t be happier. It’s a genuine EMP proof, survivalist approved, … Continue reading →

Pics or it didn’t happen: The same part costs the same thing on Amazon: (6″ Chimney Pipe Adapter). Given that ill fitting parts foisted by evil box stores killed several man hours I’ll order online from now on. Lesson learned. … Continue reading →

No shit, there I was. A custom fabricated component tucked neatly into a nearly perfect 1935 cookstove. All I needed was to hook it up to the existing chimney. How hard could it be? For those of you who heat … Continue reading →

We all know how the world works; nothing is ever as easy as it seems. Get out a pen and write this down: “Nothing is ever as easy as it seems.” That’s why I’ve always hated the smug jackoffs (like … Continue reading →