- Eighty-four square feet, 305 possessions. I’m glad my own tiny-house phase is over, but I’m also glad I had it. I’m really glad it never went down to 84 square feet.
- Join the IRS. Cheat on your taxes. Misbehave. Win awards. Where do I sign up!
- Not just renegade ranchers, but the Texas attorney general, is ready to say, “Come and take it! (H/T LarryA in comments.)
- Rebels, rebels everywhere. And some intriguing background on who really “owns” all that Nevada land. (H/T Pat and naturegirl in comments.)
- Fellow plane passengers perform one, tiny non-violent act of resistance to save a fellow passenger from an unjust and potentially deadly deportation. Wow.
- 23andMe: “The Google of Spit.”
- One more thing that’s wrong with NICS. (As if everything weren’t already wrong with it.)
- While the smartest and most dogged gun-rights writers are still going back and forth about whether this week’s “faster than a speeding cartridge” Bloomy ad was real or a hoax, we know this one’s just as stooo-pid and appears to be the genuinely ignorant item.
Archive for the ‘Health’ Category
- So … some uninsured Californians get covered under Obamacare. Whoopee. Months later they’re desperately banging on the doors of free clinics for the uninsured because they can’t get doctors to see them. (How many of us kept shouting, “It’s not about ‘coverage.’ It’s about access to actual care!”)
- Wanna see the impact of state sales taxes on business? Check out Amazon’s numbers. (Well, that may help explain why after a strong start to the year, my personal Amazon links are producing spit and bubble gum this month.)
- Could low blood sugar be wrecking your marriage?
- So this is what the ultimate mainstream ‘zine thinks of the Cliven Bundy standoff. Not a word about federal overkill. Not a word about needlessly slaughtered animals. Not a word about why the BLM operates paramilitary forces. Just that the fedgov had better crack down harder lest the peasants (We the Picts) get even more uppity. Yeah, thank you King George III for your advice.
- “Through a Google Glass, Darkly.” A tech skeptic beta tests the infamous snoop device.
- I’ve been trying to find out how many New Yorkers dutifully lined up by yesterday’s deadline to get their
yellow Star of David badges“assault weapon” registration forms. New York officials aren’t telling. Unofficial estimates are interesting.
- In Seattle (where cops have been under federal scrutiny for being such brutes), apparently police aren’t the only badge-wearing thugs.
- My apologies to LarryA for not linking this the other day, but it’s a good one even if I’m late with it. “Women’s intuition” and concealed carry meet a very surprised robber.
- One more reason to exercise no matter how old you are: healthier skin.
- No, it’s definitely not over at the Bundy Ranch. But the watchers remain ready.
- Man, poor Mark Witaschek can’t catch a break. Just keep repeating to yourself, “This is the freest nation on earth, this is the freest nation on earth, this is …”
I’ve told you before that a longtime friend of this blog is dying. Cancer. And the disease is taking its own long, harrowing time. When I’ve etalked with him, he’s seemed in good spirits, though tired. It’s much harder on his wife, he says. And in my few contacts with her, I see.
Yesterday she sent me the following and gave permission to post it. The following words are hers:
I have been introspective for the past few days. I am rambling here so please forgive me. F. and I have spent a good part of our youth preparing for the future. We worked hard and saved money to insure financial security, we learned how to hunt, grow food, defend ourselves, basic first aid, make wine, soap, and many other necessary skills to be able to survive if our world as we knew it, should come crashing down.
Illness and death of a partner was one skill too hard to imagine, so we had no plan. And here we are. Over the course of two years now, I have watched a healthy, strong man grow old. I have had my heart broken a few times in my life when I thought my world was ending. Watching my life partner die is the worst pain I have ever had. My plan had always been to die first, and I did all the wrong things healthwise to ensure that. Well, the universe had other plans and here we are.
I love how my friends and family tell me to be strong. “YOU can do this” “You are a strong women.” Well I don’t want to be strong. I just want to curl up next to my man and have him hold me. One more time. That’s not going to happen.
So here’s my message. NEVER take someone you love for granted. ALWAYS tell them you love them. And show it.
Last night I jammed my two little leftie toes on a table leg while wandering around in the dark. Well so? That’s usually one of those things where you hop around and cuss for a couple of minutes then life goes on. But this kept hurting all night and by morning those two toes were fat and red and the foot around them was fat and blue.
Still, we’re not talking about a major health crisis here. Just an owie.
I’m rarely ever sick and it’s been years since I’ve been injured. Meanwhile, nearly everybody I know has had health problems lately — from colds that turn into pneumonia to a flu that lingers for six weeks (in one case even leading to neurological problems) to … cancer.
So I have a lot of nerve getting all pouty about an owie.
- “Forget guns. What happens when everybody prints their own shoes?” The 3D economy will transcend the state. (Well, hopefully …)
- Girl shaves head in solidarity with friend who’s gone bald from chemo. School and school district get undies in a bunch.
- Wow. This pope is gonna get hisself assassinated if he doesn’t cut it out.
- And speaking of the Vatican — just who did order up all that cocaine?
- Larry Correia gets mad over gummint “customer service.”
- And speaking of gummint … Yes, good question: why are we-the-taxpayers sending all that Pennsylvania coal to Germany, which has plenty of its own? (Only a gummint could operate this way and not go bust.)
- Mmmm. Let’s get this straight. The Navy — yes, the U.S. Navy — is databasing our traffic tickets — and anybody thinks this is merely “… starting to cross the line on mass collection of information on innocent people just because you can”? Starting???
- But hey, everybody needs to get in on the act.
- ADDED: Is is an improvement if you commit your Wacos through a court system?
Lovely subject line, isn’t it?
Unfortunately, it doesn’t describe where the political world stands (no surprise). But it does describe a cool new website and a beautifully laid-out and informative digital magazine.
Brink of Freedom is a great place. It combines a freedomista attitude, high energy, and useful self-sufficiency how-tos.
Michael W. Dean of Freedom Feens turned me on to the site and introduced me to its founder, Josiah Wallingford. (Don’t you love that name?)
Go check it out for yourself. It’s the kind of place you could spend hours. But while you’re here, here’s a little background Q&A with Josiah, as well as links to pdfs of BoF’s January and February editions:
- Since we’ve been on the subject of writers lately: here’s Megan McArdle on why writers are the worst procrastinators. This isn’t really just about writers, but about fear of failure and the recent “special snowflake” self-esteem generation.
- And this column about how to get a job at Google isn’t really about how to get a job at Google, either. It’s about creativity. Adaptability. And other good things.
- Good news for all you who listened to (or played) too much loud rock-n-roll. A cure for noise-induced hearing loss may be on the horizon
- All hope is not lost. Hungry cougar stalks teenage boy. Cougar gets shot by guess who? Pix here.
- Very cool! A nifty handle wrap for a boot knife — that glows in the dark.
- Very odd. Did you know there’s an abandoned Nazi compound in the hills above L.A.?
- Brigid at Home on the Range writes a heart-rending tribute to her just-departed four-footed best friend.