Wednesday, June 20, 2018


My hair has been restored (partially) and I've taken up a hobby.

Friday, November 04, 2016

Where is this site

Trying to find you

Monday, September 29, 2014

For several years the XO and I have been working and enjoying the bunker less and less. Many things have to be factored in but they all served to restrict us to Austin. We made the decision to sell a few months ago and acted on that decision. The result is that someone who can carry on with the growth of the bunker and enjoy it will be taking over October 2. I wish him good luck.

Thursday, March 20, 2014

Wow. Last post September 2013

I have really been lax in my updates to the Bunker Blog. The XO and I have been tied down pretty close for a while with her mother. She's 96 and frail and we can't leave her by herself very long.
I am going out to the bunker next week for a look around. Maybe I can knock down some weeds and spiff the place up a little. We'll have more later, when I get back

Friday, September 13, 2013

Just sitting here tonight wishing I could be at the bunker enjoying the cool rain rather than being here in Austin with the air conditioning on max. TV is an alternate reality exercise between MSNBC/FNC & CNN. So far Fox is winning because I'm watching a DVR'd show called RED EYE. What a riot. If you can get a twelve year old to set the recording device please do. Topical discussions in a totally irreverent manner. It comes on about 3AM (hence Red Eye) and they have the fox trade mark "legs chair" and a panel of strange people that made the mistake of being in the hall before taping time. Don't take my word for it tape it for yourself.

Syria, Syria, Syria. I think this must be a "shiny thing," to keep our minds off of the real problems we're having  in this country. I am still waiting for answers about Benghazi and how one u-tube could have caused so much trouble. Could it have been about Syria and the CIA. Way beyond me.  What's worse is the IRS looking over my shoulder with the power to stomp me into dust if I say anything about...What do you mean they will be in charge of my health care. They will start a file on me...Oh.oh..The NSA already has a file on me from when I...Oh No. I almost spilled the beans. Dang Nab It. What can a guy say. I'm already on a watch list for believing in the Constitution and a possible terrorist for having a .22 caliber rifle. What, the ATF wants to talk to me. Oh, oh I spilled the beans again.++++

lBrace yourself for Pivot to Job Creation Number 20  Ever feel like you're rolling the rock of "your fair share" up hill while the 49% that contribute zip  sit by the side of the road sipping their free bubble-up and  eating their "Rainbow stew" (thank you Merle Haggard). Well I feel like that guy. For 65 years I have played by the rules, got up every day and went to work-paid my taxes and generally kept my head down. I woke up one morning and found that my own government had called me a terrorist. I supported the TEA party (Taxed Enough Already) ca-ching, I bear watching. I believe in the Constitution of the United States of America, ca-ching, put me on the IRS's list. I call outside my own area code, ca-ching, NSA has a recording of the call in UT.

What if I get tired of pushing that rock? Can I count on my representative government to come to my aid. I don't think so.

What if we all got tired of pushing the rock and just stepped aside and let it roll back down the hill. Who would stop it?

Sunday, August 04, 2013


Trying to kill all the birds with just a few stones. The XO's birthday is the 7th so I loaded her into "her" new car and made a road-trip. Spent  the first night at the bunker because with all the rain we wanted to see if there had been any damage. The top half of the road was washed really bad and the driveway had a cut across it a foot deep. Both are fixable when the dry season comes and the weeds die.
Day2: bunker to Santa Fe via Roswell (I thought we might see some of her relatives but just a green alien or two). The Genesis is a joy on the road. Hard to keep the speed down, more on that later, and it's spooky quiet. We stayed at a fancy Hotel ( the one where Gardunos moved) and it was worth every cent. They kicked us out Saturday because we had only reserved one night so we had breakfast at a neat place called Tecolote (wise owl) and wandered around the plaza looking at stuff at a street fair. 
Day 3: We headed for Albuquerque the back way. Down the mountain through Madrid where every bike rider in NM loves to go on Saturday. Didn't count them but there must have been at least 200 Harleys alone.  Had to tie a knot in her seat-belt to keep the XO from showing off her tats. Made ABQ early and roamed the shops for a while before trying a new place called the Church Street Cafe.
Wonderful place on Church street, duh.
Day 4: Tried to waste time so we could arrive at out favorite steak-house in Fabens (East of El Paso) after noon. We tried to catch the balloons at the balloon park. Got there as the crews were packing up, who knew they took off at sun up. Oh well, headed for El Paso and made it there right on time. Shared a steak with all the trimmings and split for the bunker. Made really good time once we got on I 10 (80mph speed limit) and it felt so good the Sheriff had a talk with me just West of the Bunker where the speed limit is 55. Whoops,,,,
Day 5: Just a routine 6 1/2 hour trip back to Austin.

Wednesday, July 31, 2013

What's Going On?

The most dangerous man, to any government, is the man who is able to think things out for himself without regard to the prevailing superstitions and taboos. Almost inevitably he comes to the conclusion that the government he lives under is dishonest, insane and intolerable, and so, if he is romantic, he tries to change it. And even if he is not romantic personally he is apt to spread discontent among those who are.” – H.L. Mencken

I had a few paragraphs written about the above but I'm not a romantic and I have tried to stay away from political posts so I will just let you think about the dishonest, insane and intolerable government we live under. Note: we live under,  a major change in how I was raised.