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Wednesday, May 24, 2023

Reinvention...

A short time ago in a high mountain river valley, relatively closeby...

Things are happening over here.  The BattleWagon Chronicles have been dormant for too long.  The old Safari van has been dead for almost 15 years.  The big gray van died in Alaska.  BW3 had it's own tale in Alaska, where it was left to vanish.  The original BattleWagon, the Blue Bomber, the Big Blue Van, is still kicking, and it's what we have.  Between that and our '86 Tercel, we are doing okay.

The homestead is going away as of the end of this month, about a week from today.  Our replacement for our home rental is going to be some iteration of a bunkhouse camper.  It'll be me, the wife, and our three kids for the summer, with our dogs.  We got a bomber parking spot with full hookups.  It's a lot to take in, as we would prefer to buy a house.  However, it's 2023, and it's Colorado, and houses are for rich people and corporations, so here we are.

The long-term goal this time around is to save enough money to either buy property to build on, or build on property that our family owns outright.  Either way, it's beyond our reach at the moment, but we'll get there.  One tiny step at a time, but we'll get there.

In the meantime, family fun and adventures will be the themes for the summer.  Any chance we get to go fishing, hiking, climbing, driving, camping, whatever we want to do, we are going to do.  I feel like tricky things are coming, and I worry that, without each other, we won't survive.  But I'm optimistic that we'll all have each other, and that we'll be alright, no matter what.

Sunday, January 29, 2023

Who Knows

Who cares?


That's where we are this morning. Contemplating our five months from homelessness. Coming to terms with the punishment exacted at us for simply being... us.

Tuesday, September 13, 2022

Pit Bulls

Before a couple of years ago, if anyone asked me if I was gonna have a Pit Bull, i would have called you crazy. Now, though, my puppy is over two years old, and he's been exemplary. He's smart, he's kind to my kids, protective of my house, and learning from my old shepherd. It's been a wonderful experience. Dogs, it turns out, are like people, in that the biggest assholes were usually taught by even bigger assholes.

Sunday, September 11, 2022

The Crater

Today was something like our third time as a family up to The Crater, an old worn out, long dormant volcanic vent of some sort. My three-year-old scrambled the whole way, up and back. He only asked to be carried once, and he didn't whine about going home until we were almost back to the car. Proud of both of them littles.

Saturday, September 10, 2022

The Bailing

dont panic they'll be pay
for most of us
it wont matter anyway they fear us

dont worry about the blame
bestowed to us
while we're laughing all the way
they'll clear us

at the seams we're broken
while they fail us another time

they concealed the culprit
as they bailed another out

dont panic they'll be pay
for most of us
it wont matter anyway they fear us

dont worry about the blame
bestowed to us

dont panic they are on to some of us
it wont matter anyway they'll see us
it wont matter anyway they'll hear us

we'll pilfer most

then take an oath
because it doesn't matter

at the seams we're broken
while they fail another time

they concealed the culprit
in the failed and nervous sky
they bailed another out

we wont make it on our own
all the lies I'm told
all the lies I'm told

stealing safely from us all
we'll be fine I'm told
we'll be fine I'm told

Thursday, September 8, 2022

Van Life with a Family?

Times are interesting, and there's a lot of creative thought lately going into creative ways of dodging the mortgage/rental bullet. The American Dream is becoming more and more unattainable, and the servant class needs to find a way to even the odds. Housing is critical, but empty houses are being snatched up by the wealthy to use for vacations and parties. Those who need a place to live are more often looking elsewhere. So the theoretical: can you van life with a family? Can you take kids and dogs and find cool places to set up camp and relax... just because? I'm curious to try to find out.

Tuesday, September 6, 2022

My Mind is a Strange Place

This morning, i was wide awake at 2 am. I stayed in bed until almost 3 before i gave up. I got up, made some coffee, grabbed my headphones, and started plugging away at my budget. I put the clean dishes away. It's now almost 5am. Today doesn't look like a difficult day. My youngest gets to go back to school after a week off. His teachers had a COVID outbreak. Here we are, two and a half years later, and it's not cured or even acknowledged anymore. Now, we just live with it. Humanity is disgusting.

Meanwhile, the tourists keep coming, and everyone in charge wants the money more than the ethical high ground. Life goes on, and keeping the kids in school will probably be the last thing on our minds inside a year or two. More like we need a place to live and the money to afford it.