Have you ever had “city folk” ask to hunt your ground? It happens a lot around here. I have let many people hunt our ground over the years. Sometimes it worked out well… other times not so well. Let me ...
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My Wife Or My Chickens
Raising chickens in the Midwest is not easy, but it can be an interesting hobby. At my house, though, the profit margin is usually very low and the maintenance is high. The children fall in love with those little chicks, ...
Read More »The Tax Man Cometh
Hello fellow “tax man” haters. Getting off the grid has been our goal here in the Whitten household for many years. But it seems like every time I make a move toward being self-supporting, my government makes a counter-move. But I ...
Read More »Shock Therapy
When I started my journey one day last summer, I knew it would be a long day, but I didn’t realize it would take me seven hours to go one mile. In my defense though, I did that all on ...
Read More »I Am Not A Lumberjack
I am not a lumberjack. I am not built to move quickly through trees with an axe or a chainsaw in my hands. I am, however, a guy who can’t say “no”. That gets me in trouble all the time. ...
Read More »The Wii Fit Master
In an effort to keep active this winter, we decided to get our thirteen-year-old son the “Wii Fit” machine. This machine consists of a pad you stand on that is hooked to a computer that is hooked to a television ...
Read More »Old School Television
I’m an old school man, and my old habits die hard. We do have a television, but I refuse to pay even one dime to watch TV. When we moved into our home, I bought an antenna, assembled it, and ...
Read More »The Emperor’s New Clothes
To the citizens of the great United States of America, I submit the picture to the right into evidence that our leader is doing exactly what he openly dislikes in his enemies. Just look closely at his mannerisms and the ...
Read More »Remembering The Days Of Old
Re-loading shells is a dying art, I believe. As early as eight years old, I knew where the keg of gun powder was, and I knew not to leave it out in the light or humidity. I knew where a ...
Read More »Exercise Is For Girls
As I sit in my chair today, my back is sore, my legs wobble, and my arms feel much heavier than they did yesterday. Today I will be confined to the home, drinking tea and licking my wounds. All because ...
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