Author Archives: AdaptiveCurmudgeon

I’ve upgraded sawhorse jig sales from my old cut & paste form to https://adaptivecurmudgeon.com/shop/. It has (I think) a “normal” shopping cart with integrated billing and shipping and all that. Sawhorse jigs are added. Sawhorse rigs will be added soon. … Continue reading →

Now that WooCommerce has gotten it’s mitts in everything it could (maybe?) create a transaction without logic (which Congress does every day). My best temporary solution is to tell it everything is out of stock. Which is what I did. … Continue reading →

Have you ever pressed a button and then watch 20 years of work scramble? Well I have! If you’re looking at my blog and it suddenly went apeshit there’s a reason why. WooCommerce ran with scissors and nuked my blog. … Continue reading →

America (and all nations on earth from the beginning of time) add and subtract territory. They also change degrees of administration. Alaska and Hawaii weren’t states until 1959. Puerto Rico doesn’t seem to want to be a state (but it … Continue reading →

Around Thanksgiving my simple idea for an online form to sell sawhorse jigs turned out to be unworkable. You don’t know what you don’t know. Luckily there was no harm done. I resorted to a kludge at https://adaptivecurmudgeon.com/sawhorses/ and it … Continue reading →

What a glorious Christmas it was! I did nothing. Absolutely nothing. It was everything I hoped it could be. I’ve been hoarding and growing… peace. One needs to! Modern society is as irrational as it is corrosive. You have to … Continue reading →

The kitten has two settings. It’s either wide awake and about to attack or zoned out and half asleep. He can cycle between the two settings in a flash. I didn’t want a new pet but he’s a fun little … Continue reading →

I love the Cato refrigerator attack!

My last post mentioned I was enjoying Christmas in quiet contented domestic bliss. I am. As an expert in overthinking things, I fret that such a state doesn’t come naturally. I find myself most contented right after or during a … Continue reading →

If you didn’t know me, you’d think I’m being a Grinch. I haven’t hung up lights. There’s no tree. I’m not listening to carols (though I’ve been Whammmed three times so far). I haven’t cleaned the house. Mrs. Curmudgeon and … Continue reading →