Author Archives: AdaptiveCurmudgeon

About AdaptiveCurmudgeon

Adaptive Curmudgeon is handsome, brave, and wise.

Farming: Part 1

I have a homestead. Because it’s a verb that applies precisely in this context, it seemed logical to engage in homesteading. Don’t judge me. What people do on the privacy of their own property is their business. Continue reading

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Not Earth Day

Today I planted a couple dozen oak trees. A few might be ready for firewood sometime around my 100th birthday. Ideally a few lucky ones will live until roughly the year 2414. Continue reading

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Farm Equipment Zen: Part 2

I had my doubts. Strapping handlebars from a Huffy onto a Buick’s engine block seemed like While E. Coyote logic. Never mind the fact that the front was a 4′ woodchipper of doom mutilating everything in sight, it was getting dragged into the next county that worried me. Continue reading

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Farm Equipment: Rant

“Overqualified” is an idea which should be killed with fire. It’s a failure of reasoning that crawled from the gaping maws of pinheads who should know better. Continue reading

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Test

This is still a static site. I’ll update when I get good and ready.Until then please go to adaptivecurmudgeon.wordpress.com.

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Farm Equipment Zen: Part 1

I was an intermittent college student but unlike modern herds of overeducated meatheads, it never occurred to me to wonder whether I was “overqualified”. Time for a Curmudgeonly Gem of Insight: “There’s no such thing as overqualified, only ‘I can find a job I prefer more’.” Continue reading

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Test

This is a test. If it were a real post it would have content. Mind you it might be pathetic but there’d be verbiage dammit. B i U S quote Junk One Two Three Dot Dot Dot More crap.

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Beard Truth

A beard is not plumage; its whatever comes out of your face if you don’t run a knife over it daily, unless you’re female or Woody Allen, in which case you ought to get that shit checked out. This truth, like life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness, is self-evident. Continue reading

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A Bad Choice

Nothing good comes from Chinese food cooked to the sounds of Lenard Skinner. Continue reading

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Earth Day (Belated): Part II

I’m pretty sure Gaia, if she could talk, would be perfectly happy with a drunk redneck snoozing under a hemlock. Continue reading

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