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Showing posts with label Domestica. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Domestica. Show all posts
Aug 10, 2015

The Softer Side

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A no-mow zone in the front yard for many years has become about 2,000 square feet of "evolving prairie" or something like that. Th...
Apr 20, 2014

Resurrection Day, 2014

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Religious feast days can be difficult for non-celebrants, particularly apostates living among the faithful. Even hard-logic skeptics, howeve...
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Apr 12, 2014

Nothing Runs Like a Deere and Murdering Endangered Turtles

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The two-tractor fleet has raised steam and stands ready to sortie at the command of Higher. It is an annual event, a spring tuneup and o...
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Feb 14, 2014

Sic transit cellulose, so you just lay in a lot of it

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And while I had the 3-volt Nikon Cockroach in hand, I decided it would be pleasant to record the main stash of propane substitute here at Ca...
Jan 25, 2014

Mid-Winter Symphony; Minor Chords

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1. The disasters continue.  The 15-year-old Sunbeam quit this morning. An emergency trip to WalMart for replacement. Naah. ...  Head for Sta...
Jan 24, 2014

The Renaissance Libertarian Shivers

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It is a little chillier than I like here in the Commandant's Quarters this morning, too cold for comfortable showering. That happens f...
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Jan 18, 2014

A warmup; anarchy; a little light porn for desert rats

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Assemble the trumpet chorus of tall vestals in flowing white gowns.  We need to rehearse for the big day tomorrow. At the coordinates of C...
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Jan 5, 2014

Applied science

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My high-speed internet has become low-speed internet. Fortunately I understand and can explain the process. As temperatures approach absolut...
Dec 30, 2013

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I never ask my house sitter to tidy up the mess I leave her because I just thank her, stroke her Alsatian (hoping he...
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Nov 4, 2013

Cottonwood boles at 20 paces

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Just a place holder here. I'm fully occupied reducing logs to firewood. The splitter works like a dream, even if it looks hardly at all ...
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Nov 1, 2013

A place to unload

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I generally avoid posting my most sincere, deep-seated, passionate and personal  feelings on the Internet. In the first place, they're p...
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Oct 29, 2013

Warm

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The concrete picnic table on the Utulei beach was ugly and uncomfortable, so uncongenial that it simply had to be a relic of United States N...
Oct 26, 2013

Packrattery to the rescue; interim report

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Its engine died a few years go, and the  old home-made log splitter* has been a yard decoration ever since while I refined bulky cellulose i...
Sep 28, 2013

Waiting for the varnish to dry

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Turning rough oak planks into an acceptable floor has its interesting challenges. They end about the time your patience with sanding exhaust...
Sep 18, 2013

I hear voices, too.

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Nagging, insistent, they keep yammering, " Write. You're supposed to a writer, so make with some words." Unfortunately, that...
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Aug 31, 2013

Sometimes I worry about me.

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Who's the hippie chick of " Clouds Got in My Way ?"  Can't remember and don't care enough to look it up. But I'm...
Aug 13, 2013

Travis McGee said...

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"A truly lazy man is always misunderstood." I qualify in spirit and even grammatically under all three modifiers and the object o...
Aug 1, 2013

I got the power, Baby

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So you wanna go for a ride in my shiny wheels? --- It's about a magic power washer, a cheapish one from a big box, about seven years...
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Jul 29, 2013

The Hayseed Gun Market: Yep, another country auction

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I didn't go for the firearms; nothing there I cared to own.  My goal was to steal* a power washer. I failed. Nevertheless, I stuck aro...
Jul 17, 2013

Holy Shorts

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For once in my life I'm ahead of the prep curve for a little trip later next week. --The camper is open and airing out nicely. --The...
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