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 the point of ordering beer if you’re not going to drink it? It was then …
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.
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 demise of decent hot dog stands (“Grilled or Boiled? The Important Question Tweeters of NRO …
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.
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.
Almost Daily Dog: Hudson’s Recipe for Success
Hudson celebrates his five month mark with some delicacies of the forest.
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).