And that gave us a good excuse to go spy on some wildlife. We worked hard to make that photograph happen. And then they had the audacity to talk freaking metaphysics all weekend. I mean what the actual hell? Silly philosophers.
they’re talking MetaPhysics in our Living Room.” “I Know.”
In commemoration of George Washington’s birthday, here’s the exchange wherein he is informed that’s he’s been elected to the office of President of the United States of America. PROCEEDINGS INITIATORY TO THE FIRST PRESIDENTIAL INAUGURATION. [From the Washington Papers (Executive Proceedings, vol. 17), Department of State.] Charles Thomson, esq., Secretary of the late Congress, being
but I’m tired of this. When was the internet invented? When was the last time you had to actually think about connecting to the internet (when you weren’t in a hotel)? We do it every fuck. *. ing. day. Hi Brandon— My husband, John Bickle and I communicated and met with you several years ago
The Beavers have decided– that’s right! I’ve ascribed intentionality to Beavers!– to go into hiding. Stupid Beavers. And on and on it went last evening. Not a Beaver to be seen in any of the photographs taken by the Trail Cam. I’m of a mind to send it back. It’s supposed to take pictures of
it’s going to rain soon. Sort of no getting around it.
http://www.americangrouch.com/2016/10/four-months-of-backcountry-exploration.html?showComment=1487475463170#c2315387558291959866 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
… . 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 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. 🙂
🙂 We think there’s a nesting pair. INSERT HEART emoji
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
This is a big deal. Asparagus. From the garden. We also have grape vines. In the garden.
Period. Ahem. So I adapted the recipe from Craig Claiborne’s NYT cookbook. It’s crazy inverse. First you simmer the pork. Then you fry it. CRAZY man. crazy.
There you go, Rock. There you go! C’Mon, Missy! C’Mon! 🙂
this is a pot roast in the making– among just the few of us. We can make it on our own, just the few of us… . 🙂
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
BTC 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
We had supper at Ajax in Oxford this evening. Ajax has, in my humble opinion, the best restaurant-style Country Fried Steak and two sides any where around here where “here” is taken to mean this universe. I usually get mashed potatoes and green beans(m). The “(m)” indicates that the vegetable was cooked with meat. Inspired.
OMG. 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… .