Sunday, October 24, 2021

And That’s That.

So yeah… I just finished burying a second relative in less than two months. Happy Halloween, I guess. Now the family is going to have to find someplace else to go for Thanksgiving and Christmas Eve. Family gatherings are going to feel very weird for a while.

But time marches on, and with the business of funerals out of the way I can begin working on finding a good podiatrist who can help me with a rather persistently painful heal spur. After entertaining a myriad of hayseed folk remedies at work that are all but guaranteed to make the situation much worse, it is time to give an actual professional a go. Unless you are a licensed medical doctor, kindly keep your medical advice to yourself.

There is one thing I would like to rant about. This fall went from oppressively humid 80 degree weather to a bone chilling wet and dismal 55 degree weather. It has my sinuses all fucked up, and my head is killing me.


Kudos

No one has sent in any jokes… again. Maybe it’s these dismal “rants” that’s driving everyone away, and honestly, right now I don’t really care. The submission page remains open in case anyone is interested, but I’m just going to continue stealing jokes from reddit.

Fake it till you make it.

Pax,

-f2x

Sunday, October 17, 2021

I Like the Night

The days are getting shorter, and the sun is getting lower in the sky. As a third shift worker, this is great news. It is not as bright outside during the day, and my light-blocking window shades are more effective at darkening the room, and this allows for better quality sleep.

Of course I also like the concealing nature of night as well. This may sound weird, but I do not feel quite so self-conscious when I go outside in the dark.


Kudos

Speaking of the dark, I am still going through some pretty dark times. Jokes this week are courtesy of reddit. Of course our submission page remains available to any interested party. Otherwise, I will see you next week.

Pax,

-f2x

Sunday, October 10, 2021

For me, this is still the bad timeline

Of course it could always be so much worse, but there are an overwhelming number of things beyond my control that ensure my life is one painful blow after another. Recently I lost a loved one, and soon I shall lose another. There have been enough of these tragic moments that they are starting to define what my life is about.

A year ago I lost another cousin, the year before I lost Grace, the year before that I lost my sister, and so on, and so on. Add to it all, the growing fragility within my own aging body, and it would seem like a pretty bleak and miserable existence. And still society makes us feel guilty if we aren’t enjoying every moment to moment, as if pain and suffering should never be acknowledged.


Kudos

Sorry to be such a downer this week. We do have one user submitted joke, and a few jokes from reddit. If you would like to contribute a joke, head over to our submission page and type one in.

Yeah, I wasn’t able to make a comic this week… Due to recent circumstances, it might be a while.

Pax,

-f2x

Sunday, October 3, 2021

Too Pooped to Care

I have been going and going and going all week long, and it kept on going through the weekend. I have a lot to complain about, but no time to complain about it. So let’s just skip to the kudos.


Kudos

OK, so I’m guessing it was Big D who left the joke on the submission page. If not then it is a mystery I will never solve. Never fear, there are plenty of jokes poached from the forests of reddit.

Hopefully I’ll have a new comic up this coming weekend.

Pax,

-f2x

Sunday, September 26, 2021

In Search of Land

If houses were cars, my house would be a very used base model compact sedan that had serious cosmetic defects but otherwise ran well. Obviously the trade in value would garner far less than a comparable house would sell due to the considerable amount of cosmetic disrepair, but as it is, I find it quite livable. There’s a roof over my head, central HVAC, the appliances, electrical, and plumbing all work, and the structure is quite sound. Alas, I yearn for more… and always have.

A house nestled into the side of a wooded hill, a field down below, a nearby creek that flows into a river, and a long way off from the nearest neighbor. Add to that my own solar farm, water treatment, and sustainable off grid capability, and that is a place I would want to call home.

But who am I kidding. I barely make enough to pay my bills as it is. This is where the idea of bootstrapping a homestead comes in. All I have to do is find the land, right? Weird thing is, a lot of the land is already snatched up, and the ones that are available are kind of… well… shitty and overpriced. Lots without any houses on 0.3 acres are going for $35,000 and up, and it is pretty obvious they are subdivision lots slated for HOA housing. Not what I had in mind.

Recently I spied a steal. $25,000 for a 4 bedroom farmhouse on 2 acres with a barn and some other outbuilding. Just think about it: With a $5000 down payment the monthly payments would be just over a hundred bucks. Sign me up, right?! Turns out it was false advertising. The home was up for auction with a starting bid of $25,000. They want cash on the barrel and it’s guaranteed it ain’t going for no paltry $25,000.

Honestly, when I bought my home 27 days before 9/11, housing prices were at an all time high, and looked like they were only going to go up. I had no intention of living here for very long. My plan was to fix it up and flip it, but the market cratered and my house got devalued to less than half what I paid. It has been 20 years, and only in the last two years did my house suddenly emerge from being under water as home prices have recently soared.I will probably die in this house… Either that, or as a homeless bum on the street. Moving anywhere else would be too expensive, and the rent is seriously too damn high.

But maybe… just maybe… if I keep my eyes peeled… I might find that plot of land out in the countryside for a song. Then I can build my tiny home on it with solar panels, rain barrels, and a composting toilet. I will finally be able to spend my golden years glamping with my dog.


Kudos

Sorry the rant was late. Thanks for the jokes TOR. The submission page is at the ready for more jokes, otherwise, there’s always reddit.

Oh, and sorry about the glitch last week. I forgot to hit the schedule button on Wednesday thru Friday’s jokes. Oops.

Pax,

-f2x