Monthly Archives: December 2014

The thing with homesteading is that it’s really hard even if you’re a genius and downright hopeless if you’re an idiot… but it’s always funny. For our homestead pigs I started out smart but doubled down on stupid at the … Continue reading →

I’d planned to post dashcam win and promptly drop the topic. There’s a reason for that. It’s Christmas. I don’t want to wade further into Ferguson (which became nothing more than an excuse for rioters to party) or Eric Gardner … Continue reading →

There are lots of ways to be free. I’d like to make the pitch that one of the easiest route is to get in the habit of making life a royal pain in the ass to those who would hassle … Continue reading →

Wikipedia says this: “Hoar frost refers to white ice crystals, deposited on the ground or loosely attached to exposed objects such as wires or leaves. They form on cold, clear nights when conditions are such that heat radiates out to … Continue reading →

An early Christmas gift came to Curmudgeon Compound! This blog, like many of life’s better activities, is a fiscal black hole. That’s just the way it is. There’s no profit to be gained from fishing, hunting, or drinking whiskey either. … Continue reading →

Selling pork for cash looks weird to urbanized 2014 America but it’s OK. Bacon is not a crime! Flashback to a zillion years ago. I was young and broke and needed to get from point A to point B to … Continue reading →

Back in October I mentioned that I was going to sell our farm raised pork using a totally untested method. Being the rash unmanageable maniac I am, I was going to ask for a specific numeric amount of cash in … Continue reading →

The press this week has been so removed as to be from a different planet. They’re getting the vapors over Ferguson. They made Ferguson. Who panics when they succeed in what they were trying to do? It’s as if I … Continue reading →