Monthly Archives: May 2023

It’s random story time here at Curmudgeon Compound… I rode my motorcycle to a medical appointment. Thank God for motorcycles! It was good to get some sun. I enjoyed the ride as much as I dreaded the visit. Having ridden … Continue reading →

My last post mentioned spring; the season of renewal. I wish I’d said it as well as Adam Piggott: It is with great gratitude that I find myself here at this time. We are suffering in a time of great … Continue reading →

I’ve been posting less frequently this spring. Why? Partly because everything political is propaganda. It’s increasingly hard to know what is true; so why comment on the unknown? But there’s something more. This is a moment when I choose to … Continue reading →

I’m hunting for a used motorcycle. Motorcycles aren’t merely utilitarian. Thus, owning one is not fully logical. Owning two is even more illogical. The two I own are so awesome I want to own three. There’s no end to this … Continue reading →

If you think I’m going to write about current events, you’re wrong. I’m going to write about time. Long ago railways phased out cabooses. Like puppies and cold beer, everyone loves a caboose! (Get your head out of the gutter!) … Continue reading →

Anyone who’s read sci-fi (or pondered the nature of consciousness) has reservations about true artificial intelligence. That said, I’m not too worried. I don’t inherently recoil in terror at intelligence different from or superior to my own. It’s a risky … Continue reading →

My HAM radio is disappointed in me. It’s not the other way ’round; my most recently purchased radio is fine (probably excellent) and I’m glad to have it. The failure is on my end. I’m just too damn lazy to … Continue reading →