
I like my strawberries with cream. Nobody sells anything good for whipping cream, so I invented this thing.

I like my strawberries with cream. Nobody sells anything good for whipping cream, so I invented this thing.
Buying, renovating and living in an unusual structure, has always interested in me. I never committed to a project like this, so it’s impressive that this woman just did it.
I’d expect that there are tons of restrictions and regulations, and she confirms that in the video. She has to walk a half-mile to bring anything she needs. Since she has no utilities, she needs a lot. Since it’s part of a state park, she may not be allowed to use a quad to go over land or a boat to ferry supplies.
Since historic preservation is involved, she may not be permitted to hang a shit load of solar panels on the south side. She leases the land from the government, so in 25 years, she could be screwed.

The snow-pocalypse is getting started, so like the southerners stocking up on bread and milk, I should do something to be more prepared.
In the shed, the firewood on top is low-grade salvage wood that is fine for mild weather in the fall and spring. For a blizzard, I need big chunks of maple or oak. The yard panzer is great for grabbing a bin of premium firewood.
Okay, I also wanted to see how it drove in the snow.

It’s 2o below zero, so Sparky wanted to wear the fleece jumper I made for him a couple of days ago.

Sparky says this is a high-traffic pinch point because it’s the easiest way to get passed the highway fence. If I can get him a Mosin–Nagant, he says the coyote problem will be resolved.
Karl may have one. Hell, Karl may have Häyhä old rifle. He collects all kinds of stuff, and has a good opinion of Sparky. Karl could have a Suomi KP/-31, but he’d never let a dog use a submachine gun.

Where the hell did this come from?
Yesterday evening, Sparky and I sat out in the cool damp for a while. It was so pleasant, I thought about getting out my pipe.

Yeah, a cookie, a little trophy, or something for being so meticulous.
Well, not me, because I blew the smoke detector deadline by 7 months, but the prospect of some recognition would have been motivational.
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