Monthly Archives: January 2016

Two brief moments that deserve mention: Mr. Curmudgeon: “How was book club?” Mrs. Curmudgeon: “It was great we had wine…” Mr.: “And the book?” Mrs.: “We watched a movie.” Mr.: “You watched a movie?!? At book club?” Mrs.: “It was … Continue reading →

In my last post I wrote this: “Ninety miles west of Burns is a semi-abandoned “town” called Brothers. There’s not much there. I dimly recall a few collapsed buildings. There’s maybe a dozen residents and twice as many jack rabbits. … Continue reading →

[Warning: I’m not specifically aiming to talk about politics today. If you want that, go somewhere else.] Many years ago was on a motorcycle ride across the American west. After doing my time on the Interstate I hung a left … Continue reading →

I cringe in terror as I post this: “FORT HOOD, Texas — Army 1st Lt. Gina Caffey, the first woman selected to attend the Maneuver Captain’s Career course in Fort Benning, Ga., is mere days away from being crushed when … Continue reading →

Someone at BBC Lounge linked to my rant about Star Wars. (Whoever you are, thanks.) This made me happy for reasons which have nothing to do with hit counts. Three particular details stand out: First: BBC is not a decrepit … Continue reading →

A Curmudgeon lifestyle means ignoring big social events until a few weeks later when more favorable terms arise. I just watched Star Wars. No lines. No crowds. Cheap tickets. Just me and the kids and overpriced popcorn in a half … Continue reading →

“Go with the decision that will make for a good story. “ I found a list of 45 fatherly words of wisdom at RECCE ROOM and that one is my favorite. It ties into something I’ve personally said in many … Continue reading →

I was in my truck and bored. My solution, which never works, was to turn on my radio. I had a choice between the same playlist they’ve been pounding into the ground since 1984, a hyperventilating nitwit on AM, another … Continue reading →

As shocking as it may seem, yours truly has friends and relatives. You probably thought I was raised by wolves? I was recently fortunate enough to spend time with kith and kin. Despite being cuddly as a porcupine and a … Continue reading →