Monthly Archives: August 2016

In a recent post I struck a cord. Here’s a Cliffs Notes rehash: the power went down and Mrs. Curmudgeon couldn’t (or wouldn’t) make coffee without a functioning electric coffee maker. Without an assured coffee supply civilization teetered on the edge of annihilation. … Continue reading →

An hour later I got another text; “The power is down here too!” Mrs. Curmudgeon had driven from our house, where the power was down and therefore the coffee maker was kaput, to her office, where the power was down … Continue reading →

I’ve been rambling about home maintenance catastrophes for a while. You’d think I’d be done. You’d think it would be over. Time for a Curmudgeonly Gem of Insight: “It is never over.” Less than twenty-four hours after “solving” the basement … Continue reading →

Claire Wolfe is spreading her wings and moving from her niche at Backwoods Home (an excellent magazine by the way) to a site of her own. As is appropriate for man who frets over the AMC Gremlin, I’m a little … Continue reading →

I hereby endorse Rob Anybody as the best “man” for the job this election cycle. Hat tip to The Embedded Theologian. Also, if you haven’t read The Wee Free Men by Terry Pratchett drop everything and read it now.

The next morning our handyman/carpenter/hero arrived bright and early with a smile on his face. I hobbled around the kitchen whining about aches and pains but there’s no rest for the wicked and our handyman/carpenter/hero works like a machine. Can’t … Continue reading →

I’m not responsible for the design of my house. Nobody is responsible for the design of my house. My house wasn’t designed so much as it grew. It grew in fits and starts over decades as people who didn’t own … Continue reading →

Today has been consumed with “routine” computer maintenance. Usually I live in my fortress of nerditude; safely behind walls of Linux and brainless prepaid cell phones that couldn’t play Pokemon Go even if I wanted to (which I don’t). Alas my … Continue reading →