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Monthly Archives: March 2014
Dog Logic And Firewood Levers: Part III
I was cold, stuck in the snow, and on a fools errand. I was in a Jack London story. You know what ties together all those guys who died in Jack London’s books? None were holding a long handled round pointed shovel. Losers! Continue reading
Dog Logic And Firewood Levers: Part II
“It is -16 in March and you’re standing next to a shoulder high pile of snow. From my point of view this is the firewood equivalent of the zombie apocalypse.” Continue reading
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Dog Logic And Firewood Levers: Part I
It’s not all brawn. If I relied solely on studliness to fell, buck, cut, split, stack, haul, and move everything I’d have arms like Popeye right up until they buried my exhausted body in a plastic coffin because I’d burned the wood one. Continue reading
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Finally a Cat Update
Mrs. Curmudgeon here. For those of you who have not been following the saga of The Cats at Curmudgeon Compound – catch the hell up! Cat Mafia, I Have Defeated the Cat Mafia, Chipmunk Wars 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, … Continue reading
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Curmudgeon Haiku
Mrs. Curmudgeon here. A.C. is in an undisclosed location at present. No! He is NOT in jail – Jeez you guys! Where your minds automatically go… it’s training of some kind for the day job, I think. He doesn’t always … Continue reading
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The Foxinator: Part III
“This will train them to be super killer fox eating monster chickens!” Continue reading
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The Foxinator: Part II
Is it a bad sign that I recognized some of the names of her chickens? I don’t remember the names of people. Sometimes fine people. Upstanding, considerate, fully realized human beings with whom I’ve worked and socialized for years and I’ll forget their name. It’s not that I dislike them. I just…. well I’ve got no excuse. Continue reading
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The Foxinator: Part I
Discussions between Mrs. Curmudgeon and her friends happen on a wavelength I don’t generally hear. I expected to hear nothing and care less. There are certain phrases, however, which catch my attention. Continue reading
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On Levers
In a different life I was into 4×4 “rockcrawling”. Rockcrawling is to driving on dirt as gulping tequila is to sipping wine. Continue reading
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