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TANSTAAFL DAY 1- In Which The Writer Tries to Fund the Blog

So, here we go, day 1.THE GOAL IS 50,000 DOLLARS

This is a combined fundraiser and “pardon our dust” since everything is conspiring to make this go really weird.

THE PITCH:

Donate to According to Hoyt, because I spend a lot of time, sweat and tears on this blog, and a laborer is worthy of her pay.

THE TOO LONG/DIDN’T READ:

This is not an emergency. Repeat: this is not an emergency. Do not head for the basement, do not put on your pith helmet. You can hug your cats, but you...

Festivities Will Start A Little Late!

That art above is a really old piece of art. I posted it on Facebook with “We’re not dead. Our flag is still there. We came from the future, and we’re going back.”

I’m posting this late at night, to explain things.

Tomorrow I’ll start the blog fundraiser.

Again, I WANT TO EMPHASIZE this is not an emergency, I’M NOT ASKING YOU TO RESCUE ME.

We’re doing all right, right now. Without y’all bailing me out in November, we’d have been in serious trouble because the house sold weird. (...

It Is Us At The Gate

They lied to you. They lied to all of us these “progressives” whose greatest goal was always to take us back to the mass-everything of the late industrial age, in the early twenty first century.

Their power and glory resided in the early twentieth century, with masses of illiterate-in-English workers pouring in, and the precinct bosses controlling them and their votes; with “progressives” of both parties in the white house, setting the course of the future. And then with world wars giving...

Sitting With The Cat

This is not my cat. My cat is snoring.This is my cat. His name is Havey and he snores.

I’m sitting on the other half of the sofa, and a very weird thing happened.

You see, I usually blog from the family room. No (sane) reason, really, except that this is the social-media computer, and the blog is somewhat social. Also, I often do this at night, while husband is watching tv.

I didn’t yesterday, because I felt…. odd. Not sick and I suspect anyway it’s allergies, since it came on ...

The Limits of Flesh

There are parts of the recent shouting on abortion that have made me profoundly uncomfortable.

No, not those, I expect lunacy and hatred of humans from the left, so it doesn’t touch me, even remotely. I mean, I think I sprained an eye from rolling them, but…

The disturbing things are coming from people politically aligned with me, and I’m not sure my qualms can or should be reflected in policy (because I don’t think that is possible without its becoming a tyranny and a “stay in your pl...

We Have Only Just Begun

Rumors of America’s demise have been grossly exaggerated. We have only just begun.

And we’re such a new thing upon the world, a credal nation, based on the idea the government owes the people something, and not the other way around, that we’re going to stumble and do stupid things.

Of course we are. Millennia of experience of human societies argue against what we aim to become: a nation of free individuals.

The monkey brain itself argues against it. But then the monkey brain is fin...

Wrecking Ball

Yesterday, with a loud thud, one of the major pegs in the house that FDR built came crashing down.

Yeah, I know. Abortion was not federalized under his watch, but it was federalized as everything else, in response to his habit of making everything federal. And creating an over-powerful and centralized federal system.

What both sides are ignoring in the fall of Roe versus Wade is that it’s not pro-or-anti abortion deciding the matter: It’s weather or not it makes any sense for that kind...

Liberty Con AAR

At this point, it is almost anti-climatic to do a Liberty Con AAR, since it started a week ago today, and I’ve been home for half the week.

I’ll just say that having come home to a power line downed by a tree threw a bit of a spanner in the works, not to mention making crossing our yard verah interesting.

That’s taken care of, and I’m working again, so there is no excuse not to do an AAR.

I’ll start by saying the day we were to leave, my husband woke me up with the words “I think we...

The Flawless Dream

From Pixabay, and it occurs to me it would make a great cover for a steampunk antho

Humans have ideas of what the future holds that were either formed very young, or formed young and through an accretion of stories, news, entertainment.

This can be either a personal future — or why I’m going slightly insane at turning 60 this year, because that’s grandma age. Also because, honestly, I have no clue where the last ten years went. And it wasn’t a matter of having fun — where we have an idea w...

Mental Health Day

Sometimes we need mental health days. In my case, right because I have no mind yet, after peopling intensively for three days.

But …. But it got me thinking.

We all need respite, and ways to decompress.

Sometimes things are so big and looming so dark, and it’s impossible to see past them, but we still need a place to go mentally.

Mostly, to no one’s surprise, I like to day dream.

If things are worrisome, say in the money way, yeah, sometimes I buy a lottery ticket. this is no...