There are occasional bits of knowledge that I want to preserve, as much for myself as for the blog. Cramming them in the sidebars was getting unwieldy so I created a new page; Quotes & Poems. It is there that I’ll paste them, in no particular order.
Odds are you’ve seen everything there in some other venue. If not, read ’em and ponder. There’s some good shit out there and it behooves us to retain it.
Might we petition you to add some of your own occasionally? The bit about maintaining a chainsaw like critical infrastructure and running it like it wants to kill you made it onto my personal list of favorite quotes not long after I read it.
Good idea. I’m a lazy cuss but I’ll add that to my “to do” list. If you know the link to my quote about chainsaws shoot it to me as a reply and I’ll add that first.
What shall I call the page? I had a category called “Curmudgeonly Gems Of Insight” but I’m open to all ideas.
https://adaptivecurmudgeon.com/2019/09/09/firewood-update/
It’s in the 7th paragraph down.
I’m good with the name you suggested.
It’s live. Any other quotes you note, just drop me a line I might post up there too.
Maybe just call it:
Squirrelly Ramblings
???
I already feel guilty not getting the squirrels done so I stuck with the category. I can change it later if I get inspired.
I’m too lazy to go back through 1500+ posts gleaning the best quotes but I just added one from a recent post. Your idea is slowly coming together.
I noticed you like Kipling’s works so you can add this if you want…Makes me sad every time return to it:
The Power of the Dog
Rudyard Kipling
There is sorrow enough in the natural way
From men and women to fill our day;
And when we are certain of sorrow in store,
Why do we always arrange for more?
Brothers and Sisters, I bid you beware
Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.
Buy a pup and your money will buy
Love unflinching that cannot lie—
Perfect passion and worship fed
By a kick in the ribs or a pat on the head.
Nevertheless it is hardly fair
To risk your heart for a dog to tear.
When the fourteen years which Nature permits
Are closing in asthma, or tumour, or fits,
And the vet’s unspoken prescription runs
To lethal chambers or loaded guns,
Then you will find—it’s your own affair—
But . . . you’ve given your heart to a dog to tear.
When the body that lived at your single will,
With its whimper of welcome, is stilled (how still!).
When the spirit that answered your every mood
Is gone—wherever it goes—for good,
You will discover how much you care,
And will give your heart to a dog to tear.
We’ve sorrow enough in the natural way,
When it comes to burying Christian clay.
Our loves are not given, but only lent,
At compound interest of cent per cent.
Though it is not always the case, I believe,
That the longer we’ve kept ’em, the more do we grieve.
For, when debts are payable, right or wrong,
A short-time loan is as bad as a long—
So why in—Heaven (before we are there)
Should we give our hearts to a dog to tear?
Oh man, I can’t post that. My dog is in it’s twilight moments. In months or weeks I’ll lose the best dog I ever had. That will be a tough day for the Curmudgeon.
Have you tried CBD to help control his pain???
The dog gets meds. It’s not in pain.
My little mutt is now also in her declining years ( 14 yrs old) but still totters out of her bed in the living room to stagger over to greet me when I come home. She is now deaf and is starting to be confused as to where home is when we take the much shorter walks after supper.
This passing is going to hurt a lot.
But trust Kipling to truly capture the reason why we continue to go down this road
We’re both going to lose our dogs with time. You’ve got my sympathy. Kipling has the scoop though. And a good dog is worth it.
I propose the addition of;
“Whenever A annoys or injures B on the pretext of saving or improving X, A is a scoundrel”
H. L. Mencken