The Missus and I were out to dinner. We hadn’t seen The Missus’ cousin and husband for some time and had a lot of catching up to do. The conversations rolled along amiably, switching easily from one topic to another. Having touched upon tractors, forestry, and proper chainsaw sharpening, he and I were in a brief conversational hiatus, because what’s …
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2021 Christmas Greetings
Our yearly Christmas card has been sent out to everyone on our list. If you’re not on our list, this is what you missed.
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Father’s Day Books, For The Win.
I had every intention of writing a brilliant blog post today. Perhaps something deep and acerbic on the confluence of politics and art (“AOC’s Post-Modern Napkin Scribbles Win Critical Acclaim”). Or perhaps a somber overview of our collapsing civilization from the viewpoint of opportunistic extraterrestrials (“Dear Humans; We’ll Take It From Here”*). Maybe a long treatise on fake-conservatives and the …
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Social Distancing Level: Master
I’ve spent the last twenty years practicing social distancing. This is my moment. This is what I’ve been training for.
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Parenting Via Mental Abuse
Practical jokes are a tradition in our family, and The Kid has always been our favorite target. On her 35th birthday, I struck again.
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Almost Daily Dog: Hudson’s Recipe for Success
Hudson celebrates his five month mark with some delicacies of the forest.
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Falling Trees, Dining Owls, and the Missus’ Birthday
Yesterday was The Missus’ birthday. I won’t say how old she is because 1) she looks as lovely and young as the day we were married, and 2) I’m not stupid (at least not THAT stupid).
