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Musings

  • Irish Woman likes to tease me about how prevalent subdued earth tones are in my wardrobe.
    • What she doesn’t understand is how much coffee I drink and how uncoordinated I am.
    • Earth tones save me a lot of money in replaced shirts and pants.
  • Question – If  Hollywood were to make a modern reboot of Back to the Future, in which Marty goes back 30 years to the 1980’s, which 2000’s car do you think they would use for the time machine?
    • I’m thinking Prius.  Of course, they’d have to put in a scene where Doc explains how he got an old Prius up to 88 miles per hour without dropping it out of an airplane.
    • It’s thoughts like these that kept me out of good schools.
  • I’d like to thank all of y’all who have bought Lady of Eyre. So far, it’s doing about as well as the other two books in the arc.
    • Once you’ve read it, I’d appreciate it if you could give me five more minutes of your time and write up an honest review at Amazon.
  • I ordered the proof for the hard copy compilation of the three books last night.
    • My goal is to have it available before LibertyCon at the end of June.
  • I knew it was going to be rough when an instructor mentioned people skills several times in the first couple hours of a week-long course.

New Book

Lady of Eyre“, the last book in the current Minivandians story arc, went live on Amazon this morning.

Here’s the blurb:

From the young prince’s competition in the derby of wooden chargers to the tales of his family’s past come close calls, challenges, and triumph!

When the Lady of Eyre and Daddybear make it to her native land, all is not well. One lord is raiding and enslaving, and others are silenced by gold or lies. When he sets his eyes on Daddybear’s lady and her lands, though, he awakens the full cunning and fury of her barbarian!

Like I said, this completes the story of how the Minivandian and his lady make their way from the Northern Wastes to their own home.  Snippets can be found here, here, and here.

Thanks to everyone who helped out with the story and cover.  It definitely wouldn’t have been as much fun and the product wouldn’t have been quite as interesting without them.

Anyway, hope y’all enjoy.  Remember, reviews are always welcome!

Musings

  • Derby and I need to sit down and have a heart-to-heart chat about why I don’t let brunettes sit in my lap and kiss my ear.
    • At least, not any more.
  • Either the presidential motorcade was driving down the freeway on my way home tonight, or every policeman in the county was dealing with the fact that folks around here can’t drive.
  • Remember – It is rarely necessary to apologize for your children acting like children, especially to someone who has several of his own.
  • I better get credit for not using the phrase “I’ve been doing this job since before your father was dumpster diving for soda cans so he could pay off your mother’s pimp” when talking with a fellow human being.
  • I got lost trying to follow a short-cut to Boo’s school this evening.
    • You see, here in the sorta-south, directions include phrases like ‘Go up until you get to that pasture where that big walnut tree used to be, but now it’s a subdivision.  Take that next left, right after the church.”
    • Where I come from, our road system was plotted out with a compass and a plumb line, so directions read like “Go up three intersections, take a left, go down five intersections, take a right, and you’ll be there.”
    • Guess which method of road layout I prefer.

100 Years On – Mutiny

By 1917, the French army had absorbed over one million dead soldiers.  Offensive after offensive had promised to end the fighting, or at least get the men out of the trenches, but nothing seemed to work.  After Verdun, the French general Neville thought he had struck upon a way to finally pierce the German lines, and hopes were high among his soldiers as they once again went on the offensive.

A few weeks later, their hope had turned to despair.  Along with agitation by communist and pacifist forces, the lack of any hope of succeeding, and possibly of surviving, had eaten away the confidence of many French infantrymen.

Their answer was to refuse to follow orders.  Beginning on May 3, 1917, 43% of all French divisions saw at least some disruptive behavior, with several entire regiments refusing to attack.  Thankfully, this activity was not hostile toward leadership.  Rather, the soldiers simply refused to go back to the trenches or leave the relative safety of their positions to attack the enemy.

French commanders reacted with a surprisingly gentle solution.  In return for the return of discipline in the ranks, they increased the number and length of leaves for soldiers and promised to not undertake any large offensives until American forces were able to join the line.  Additionally, while there were 3,427 courts martial against mutineers, only 629 men were sentenced to death.  Of these, only 43 soldiers were actually executed.

French commanders kept their offensives and objectives limited for the remainder of 1917, giving their army time to rest and regain its fighting spirit.

Musings

  • Pro-tip – When giving yourself a haircut, always make sure you put the right-sized guard on before you make the first cut.
    • My hair’s been shorter than this, but not by much and not in a long while.
    • Irish Woman is quite unhappy with the results, but it’s only temporary.
  • If the NFL is moving the Oakland Raiders to Las Vegas, have the legal fees for getting court permission for the players to leave California, as well as the relocation of the spouses, children, and parole officers, been factored in?
  • Apparently there were marches in cities in several countries today, with some getting quite violent.
    • Somebody needs to remind the French national police what a “whiff of grapeshot” is for.
    • Funny, you don’t hear about marches like this in truly poor countries.  I guess the working man in Haiti or Congo has too much going on just keeping a job and making money.
  • Work on “Lady of Eyre” continues.  Should be ready to go in the next week or two.
  • It appears that there is a personnel changeover happening at Fox News, with a prominent on-air person getting the sack, along with several executives, because several of them had an issue with acting professionally toward folks of the fairer sex while at work.
    • If only the BBC had been so quick to shed bad actors, no matter how glacial Fox has been.
    • Of course, I’m sure nobody from a news outlet that’s involved in such unseemly business could fail upward and land a great job at another news outlet.

Book Review – Rimworld – Into the Green

The latest from Jim Curtis, Rimworld – Into the Green, is out, and it’s a great yarn.

After a chance encounter with Dragoons and Traders turns a routine planet exploration into a rout that kills his team and his career, Lieutenant Ethan Fargo, medically retired, wants nothing more than to hole up in the backwater Rimworld he’d explored and enjoy a quiet retirement far from people or problems.

Unfortunately, he’s about to find out that he’s not as retired as he wants to be, and that his new home system comes with dangers, politics, and Dragoon sightings of its own. What promised to be a boring retirement will turn out to be anything but.

Into the Green occurs in the same universe as Curtis’ earlier short work, Stranded, in which humanity struggles against the voracious alien Dragoons and their human toadies, the Traders.  The main character, Fargo, is a veteran of both combat and exploration who returns to a nice, quiet planet to retire and enjoy the rest of his life.  Of course, the universe is having none of that, and soon he is embroiled in conflict with both invaders and turncoats.

This is a fast-moving story, and I enjoyed every page.  If you’re looking for something for the beach, the cabin, or the lake and you enjoy sci-fi adventures, you’ll like Into the Green.

Musings

  • Irish Woman Wildlife Rule #1 – Do not feed the Canada Goose that is visiting the yard.
  • Irish Woman Wildlife Rule #2 – If you feed the Canada Goose that is visiting the yard, do not include blueberries and sliced grapes in the food.
  • Irish Woman Wildlife Rule #3 – If you include blueberries and sliced grapes in the food you give the Canada Goose that is visiting the yard, do not include bits of hamburger buns and cat food.
  • Irish Woman Wildlife Rule #4 – If you include cat food and bits of hamburger buns with the fruit you are feeding the Canada Goose visiting the yard, do not attempt to pet it while it eats.
  • Irish Woman Wildlife Rule #5 – If you pet the Canada Goose that is visiting the yard while it eats the fruit, bread, and cat food you have given it, do not name it or it will become a pet.
  • Irish Woman Wildlife Rule #6 – If your new pet leaves the inevitable results from being fed blueberries, sliced grapes, hamburger buns, and cat food behind it on the driveway, porch, and sidewalk, it is not DaddyBear’s responsibility to clean it up.
    • Unless we are expecting a monsoon, then no, the rain will not take care of it.
  • In related news, we have a new pet.  Boo named it “Moose the Goose.”  It has white patches on its cheeks, likes hand-prepared organic fruit and bread with its cat food, and really doesn’t care for Siamese cats.
    • If it hangs out too long, I will do experiments to figure out how much it likes Labrador Retrievers.
  • Ladies, you are all beautiful and attractive in your own way.  You bring light to a dreary world, and we all benefit from your presence.
    • However, if you’re old enough to have owned the first album of a band that is taking its 40th anniversary tour, you really ought to be honest with yourself before dressing in the same clothes you wore when you saw them in high school.

Thought for the Day

Musings

  • DaddyBear’s college financing fix – Four years of public university study is free to the student, but we are going to put a 33% tax on the first 10 years of that student’s income that is more than double the national poverty level.
    • It goes up to a 50% tax on any income if it takes you more than 10 years to get to that income level.  This should incentivize folks to get a degree that leads to gainful employment and to get off their butts and get a job after graduation.
    • You can get that tax rebated to you if, after five years of working at that income level, you quit and take a lower-paying, but important, job, such as social work or  inner-city / rural teaching, for five years.
    • We will defray the start-up and maintenance costs of the program by putting a 15% tax on the income of the top 10% most highly paid employees at state colleges and universities.
    • I might even be amenable to a special tax on ‘instructors’ or ‘professors’ who do not devote 75% of their work week to personally giving instruction, grading student work, or meeting with students to work on their education.
    • Participation is, of course, voluntary, but I don’t want to hear a peep about how unfair it is that folks have to pay to get their degrees in Klingon Studies or whatever if they choose to go with how we finance college now.
  • When I was a kid, we were told that nuclear winter would tip us over into a new ice age. Now, we are worried about retreating glaciers and melting polar ice caps.
    • Am I the only one who sees a possible solution to the new problem by invoking the old problem?
  • The Kentucky Derby is in a little less than two weeks, which means that the drought of available manpower and employee attention, which started when the NCAA Men’s Basketball Tournament brackets came out, will soon be over.

Today’s Earworm

Imagine, if you will, a 6 foot, 4 inch, 300 pound Barbarian-American singing this in his best French tenor while doing the dishes and wiping down the kitchen after getting the Young Prince off to bed.

Welcome to my house.

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