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I’ve been (mostly) off grid for a while. The blog is continuing on autopilot (didja’ miss me?) and occasional shitty wifi connections. The shitty wifi is associated with even shittier coffee. (For God’s sake, who decided to let Tim Horton’s … Continue reading
[This post is not just about glasses. It’s about an optimistic future.] Curmudgeonly Gem Of Insight: “You can’t stop the signal. But folks can royally fuck up the first few attempts attempting to delay the inevitable.” The good news is … Continue reading
My good friend Dr. Mingo recently called: “Hello, this is the Curmudgeon, if you’re a telemarketer prepare to die.” “Just call me Patty.” “Mingo? Is that you?” “Yes, I just signed a new cell phone agreement. You’re right. We’re all … Continue reading
Springtime is a busy time for me so I haven’t squirreled lately. (Also I can’t believe I posted a cat video… let’s just assume I was drunk.) Don’t give up hope. The fount of stupidity is not yet fully tapped. … Continue reading
My apologies to Alfred Hitchcock and a hat tip to the League Of Outlaw Bloggers (which may be on hiatus at the moment).
The internet isn’t entirely kitten photos, Facebook spying, and “journalists” projecting politics though their navel lint. There are damn good writers using the ‘net to sell books. Their stories evade the big publisher’s tragic myopia and deliver awesome to long ignored throngs … Continue reading
They scraped my punch-drunk body off the floor and propped me against a post. “You OK?” Someone tentatively asked. Everyone was cringing and hiding in corners. The mechanic, who’d been beaming over his superb work, was nowhere to be found. … Continue reading
Oh, God! The bill. I’ve racked up big bar tabs and I’ve had outlandish medical bills and I’ve lived through transmission jobs. I know how life works. I know I squirreled away a little money last month and the universe … Continue reading
My non-phone camera really does make it seem like “I’m from the past”. It reminds me of this: Also… why in hell would I want a camera that makes phone calls? How does that make more sense than a shoe?
“The middle spindle was all goobered up…” An earnest young man for whom I have tremendous respect was speaking to me. Unfortunately, it was bubbling past my subconscious. I was looking at the welding work. “Spectacular!” I ran my hand … Continue reading