I have watched 5+ seasons of The Sopranos.

I’ve been alive long enough to claim a senior discount on cheap coffee at McDonalds.

I know how Life Works.

Right now I am enjoying my pizza.


Mr. Big Food has gone fishing, meaning we can eat frozen pizza.

Meaning no disrespect, but I think we should try to get away with a lot of stuff.

That’s what my mom did.

Every time time Dad went out of town we had Swanson’s TV dinners. And they were delicious.

About Beavers

… .

They are smart and industrious.

They are not lazy shits.

We’re just saying.

66% of them are respectable.

That’s like one sd dude.




Today is the 59th Anniversary of my Mother’s and Father’s marriage.

The wind blows.



AND we have our very own Trail Cam.

Good. Night.

OMG! Yes! I did call Mama.



I have a lot of crappy old Biology textbooks.

The other day, I did a quick observational drive-by. I searched for “gene.”

What I found was interesting.

Also. At one point in time, I linked to … what’s that guy? He was in Montana and then he moved.

He’s got some amazing photographs of Life on Earth.


I’m trying to clean up the Den. And I am confronted by all of these books.

The initial count was 1250.

I should have invited criticism.

I’m not so sure I need to move >3000.


I like to think I am a good hostess

and I’m ALL Libertarian and ALL… but where’s our houseguest? And the person charged with getting our houseguest back out here on the Farm?

Hum. I’m sure they’ll figure it out.

UPDATE: Well. Note to drivers out there– as you approach a law enforcement officer’s vehicle with its lights flashing because the officer has pulled someone else over, please slow down and pull into the opposite lane or else you, too, will get pulled over.



Some of us went to Water Valley on our way to Oxford this day.

Water Valley is a nice little town. It really is and by that I mean that it really, still, is.

Hahahaha. Gilbert and I share a laugh whenever we speak of Water Valley!

Water Valley is where I got that ridiculously good deal on a modern but still important printing of Casanova.

Others of us went directly to Oxford.

Dinner at the Neighbors


Once a week we have dinner at our neighbors. We look forward to Dinner at Our Neighbors.

It’s possible that I am the wealthiest person on the planet.

My neighborhood is Sublime.

And the food is really f*&King good.

ObLaDee… .

Crappy Old Fashioned

This is a post for “insiders.” That’s funny because the topic of the conference was Civics– what we do when we all get together and think about how we should do things when we all get together.

I think as far as things go in 2017, that should (NORMATIVE) pass for a grammatically correct assertion.

Each of us has a right.

Mind your manners.



Anyway. We had the MPA Conference reception out here on the Farm, as has become something of a crappy old tradition.

And I served Old Fashioneds. It was the most civilized drink involving bourbon that I could come up with. It’s too cold for mint julips.

Life has it’s ups and downs. The trick is to have more ups than downs as time– life– goes on.

OMG! Speaking of Insiders…  ELON MUSK?!? We are waiting to hear from you!

UPDATED. Mr. Big Food did speak of Robert’s Rules this evening. He did not specify which edition… . Loooook, people I do not collect these crappy old books just for the fun of it.

Little Bill

Mr. Big Food says that Little Bill Daggett in Unforgiven is a pathetic character, not an evil character. He only wanted to end his life building that house by the river outside of Big Wiskey, Montana. He didn’t ask for English Bob or William Munny to invade his little domain. But when they did, what the hell was he supposed to do ? He spent his life confronting troublemakers.

He was a Western LAWMAN.


He lost to Munny, but such is life… . And growing older.