Author Archives: AdaptiveCurmudgeon

If there’s a loop, I’m not in it. If there’s a clique of people who know each other, I didn’t get the memo. I know noting personal about nobody; choosing to read blogs as if they spring from the earth … Continue reading →

Here’s a test: Q: What’s 13,000 words, 14 parts, a week late, and has not one single mention of Covid? A: The next chapter in Attack of the Lesbians Activist Squirrels! It’s not done yet, but it’s done enough that … Continue reading →

I recently expounded on my theory that people need dreams & adventure. I also gave a personal example (links: 1, 2, 3, 4). What was the example? I bought a hot tent* and stove* with which I intend to camp … Continue reading →

It’s the season of giving and I had a present in mind. It was a present for you (all readers). Alas, it’s delayed. Sorry about that. Unlike most delayed deliveries, I can’t blame supply chain dumfuckery. It’s all my fault. … Continue reading →

“I make three times as much money as him and I’m totally miserable.”

I’m not writing this to piss and moan about outrageous fortune. I’m trying to offer what clarity my limited, pointy, little skull has come up with. (Including ending a sentence with a preposition.) This is a thought experiment. If it … Continue reading →

I have taken up the hobby of hot-tenting. (A hot tent is more or less a winter specific tent with an internal wood stove.) To facilitate this new adventure I’ve ordered this* and this*. Once I overcame the stroke induced … Continue reading →

Dreams are sneaky buggers. They’ll come up from behind when you least expect it. You’ll be minding your own business when WHAM; the dream is already in your mind. It’s fuzzy at first. Undeveloped, incomplete. But the idea will grow. … Continue reading →