Author Archives: AdaptiveCurmudgeon

Just as I’ve spent many years exhausted during the workday because I was up all night building a boat or some shit, I also tend to mess up my sleep schedule by taking a “woods stroll” in the pitch dark. … Continue reading →

I was messing with 3d printed threads. I’ve already made some threaded objects that work great. But when I scaled up my recent project, the whole thing went to shit. I was postulating something like a bolt that’s as thick … Continue reading →

I was up late fiddling with my 3d printer and 3d models to drive it. I was having fun. I was “in the zone”. For background noise, I played HFY fiction on YouTube. For those of you who don’t know, … Continue reading →

Motorcycle camping gave me an excuse to fiddle with “space efficient” camping gear. Until a few weeks ago I was limited to truck camping, where bulky and inefficient gear is totally fine. From a motorcycle (especially given I was carrying … Continue reading →

I’ve been enjoying the hell out of motorcycle camping! I bought a (used!) Honda PC800 in 2023 with the intention of using it for camping. It took three years to get my ducks in a row enough to fulfil that … Continue reading →

You might think I dropped the ball with Attack of the Lesbian Activist Squirrels. I didn’t. If you’re new here, you might not know that I posted a novel (with a notably weird title) in fits and starts as a … Continue reading →

Every day is a miracle. It’ll happen with or without you. It’s up to you to notice. I’m typing on a portable device at a picnic table. I’m camping and everything feels perfect. My coffee is excellent. I saw a … Continue reading →

I went motorcycle camping. I was going more remote but still only a single day. The weather report predicted thunderstorms in the evening. I’d packed a tiny tarp but brought no rope to hang it. I’d stop at some town … Continue reading →

I woke up with a sore back. Chainsaw work hadn’t completely done me in but it hadn’t helped. Shifting logs into my tractor bucket had been even worse. I wanted to go motorcycle camping. Sleepily, I looked at the rising … Continue reading →

I’m in a good mood. I’m also anxious to head for the hills. There’s always a million things I want to do and given limited time I usually just “wing it”. A carefully planned list of priorities isn’t my style. … Continue reading →