To say I’m a skadoosh tired of the media fear mongering, would not be an exaggeration. Fuck these fear creating assholes. Fuck the click bait fucktards. Fuck everyone trying to ruin the worlds economy. We’re back, we’re spending our money locally, and anyone who gets in the way can jump…
Sandwiches, more specifically, grains are something I rarely eat. When this idea first popped up on a social media feed, I knew I had to try this. Super simple. Regular PB&J. Make the sandwich as usual. Heat up a pan. Butter the first side, place in the warmed pan, immediately…
My morning walk was rewarded by graffiti juxtaposition. Enjoy.
Recipe Whisperer strikes again. My wife was craving home made chicken pot pie. I decided to check out of work a little early and try my hand at making this concoction. Normally I channel my Recipe Whisperer skill and just assemble other peoples food words in the order and manner…
I spend a small fortune each year fighting to keep this beautiful weed out of my yard. The complexity of its seeding intrigues me. The obnoxious proliferation, when left unchecked, drives me absolutely crazy.
Every mini-holiday or weekend getaway plans this year have been interrupted. Something, something, pandemic and all. Since I cannot take the family to holiday, I can bring the holiday food to the family. Crab cakes, courtesy https://gandmcrabcakes.com, coupled with home made slaw, fruit salad and grilled asparagus. Watching tonight: Bohemian…
The worst thing I have taught my kids is sarcasm. Those rivers run deep and wide in this household. The best thing we taught them, confidence. They will drop kick your ass into next month if you get in their way.
Dirty finger nails (chicken coop build related), wrapped around a not as good as an original Cuban cigar. Tonight was fun. We burned some of the yard waste in the fire pit. I enjoyed tasty cigar and shared the music I grew up on with my youngest. Tonight we listened…
We decided to take some control in our lives. This is the makings of a future chicken coop mansion. We’re not zoned for them. We give little concern. Scared hoarders helped us with this one.
Every time I started to cook the dog, my better half started stoking the flame and kicking up ash and ambers. It probably took 20 minutes to cook that sucker. No complaints. Great company, decent food, awesome ambiance.