The Trump Troubles

Curmudgeon

Some of the latest polls are showing the two leaders in the over-loaded republican roll call for presidential candidates are Jeb Bush and Donald Trump. I don’t think there’s any way we can find two guys farther away from the each other on the personality spectrum. On one side we have Bush who can’t figure out a simple thing like whether he wants to be associated with his own family or not. On the other end is Trump who has an opinion on everything and says it whether people are gonna agree or not. I don’t have much to say about Bush – yet, but Trump is causing more ruckus than a smoke bomb in a boy’s school bathroom and I have to chime in with just a few words. […]

We Need a New Fourth of July Tradition

Curmudgeon

The other night I was watching a neighborhood display of pre-fourth-of-July fireworks that were too loud and too close. I never was one much for the pretty “flowers in the sky” this time of year but I’ll be honest, when I was young I used to love this time of year to blow shit up. I’ve destroyed more model cars and spaceships than you could shake a roman candle at. We even blew up the starship Enterprise one year. We called it Star Trek III: The Home Game. […]

Now There Are Two of Them

Curmudgeon

Remember when I mentioned that Snowball was planning on building a DIY backyard foundry to melt down aluminum cans into ingots for her maker friends to use? Well after a cart load of metal and plastic buckets, several bags of plaster and sand, three hack saws plus a couple of huge drill bits it has become a reality. It basically boils down to a large metal bucket with a fireproof lining and a hole drilled in the side where air is forced in by a hairdryer (I mentioned the DIY part, right?) to make a fire hot enough to melt pop cans, singe eyebrows from a distance and Goddess knows what else. […]

Stranger Chat

Curmudgeon

516px-American_outdoor_electrical_outletI recently had a worker put a new electrical outlet in the house. He was one of those guys who just loved to hear himself talk. I finally had to tell him in no uncertain terms that I did not want to hear about the problems in his private life and I did not want his friendly banter about the day or the job. I tried to sum it up to him with: I am not your friend – I am your employer. […]