My Father
The following contains material NSFW. You’ve been warned.
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Category: Family
Time to Garden
For me the garden provides therapy as well as food.
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Happy Third Gliberversary
Three years ago today, on Sunday, February 12, 2017, glibertarians.com burst upon the interweb blog-thingy publishing scene, and here we are today three years later and still going strong.
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My Struggle
Yusef shares a few thoughts.
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Romanian Christmas Traditions: the Pig
Trigger warning: images of butchered animal of the porcine variety.
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Le roi est mort; vive le roi
It was warm for November, at least by the standards of most of the men….
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Misadventures in Bikepacking
Recently, my family and I went on a bikepacking trip.
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How I Became a Libertarian: Southern Child Edition
That’s where I remain.
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What To Expect When You Are Expecting A Death
At least twice here at my home away from home someone has raised the prospect of the imminent death of someone close to the them and their concerns about what would follow.
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Violins of Hope
I like to build stuff and after meeting with those heading the project I had absolutely no idea what to build for them. So I did what I do best.
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Genetic Genealogy
Yes, I’m a genealogy geek. No, you can’t have my DNA.
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Siblings and Rivalry
Families come in all different packages, especially in today’s world.
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A day at the park
In the summer of ’81, I was 15 years old. I wasn’t your average teen.
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Gone Fishing….
As time went by I learned a lot watching and reading about fishing and hunting.
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Grandpa’s Watch
Note: A preview from my upcoming autobiography, Life’s Too Short to Smoke Cheap Cigars (Or to Drink Cheap Whiskey.)
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A Chronicle of the Insurgency, Part Five: At Home with the Hasturs
Junior stood on the sidewalk back against the building wall with his “Abortion is Murder” sign. Most of the passing college students looked at him with disgust. A few were visibly angered and mouthed or muttered insults or flipped him off. He ignored them and kept scanning the crowd for possible threats. A fat dyke waddled by, the saggy jowls of her thighs flapping against her knees. She fixed him with a porcine look of hatred.
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Crackpot Corner: The STEVE SMITH Conspiracy?
“The only time I commit to conspiracy theories is when something way retarded happens. Like Lee Harvey Oswald acting alone.” – Joe Rogan
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The Jerk in the Circle
straffinrun on his community support system
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What’s It Like to Be Minimalist?
Firstly, what is Minimalism? Minimalism is a value system that at its root is a focus on things we...
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Rich Dead Uncle I Didn’t Know I Had
Creosote’s cousin-uncle made it rain
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