For a while this week I had envisioned getting out of town and camped, but then it was going to be snow, lots of it and now theyโre talking ice. And not only is ice miserable for camping in I am a bit scared off by the potentially icy roads around Cheese Hill.
I decided not to motor anywhere today, but write a new theme for the blog, something simple and straightforward that would work with Google Auto Ads. I am not sure if I will keep the Auto Ads on or just do manual ad placement like I was previously doing but it seems like a good way to increase revenue which has been in the doldrums lately. The blog pulled in $1,100 the first year of advertising but things have not been so good lately. Hey, itโs covered rent increase and kept me able to keep up with normal investing. And most of the reductions in revenue โ itโs winter, most people who are less crazy then me arenโt wilderness camping or looking for places to camp. That said, I think itโs the ad advertisers really donโt like me talking about enjoying marijuana. Itโs stupid, itโs legal and itโs fun. Maybe I actually seeing my money go down the drain, pissing on the stupid advertisers. I tell you when I own my land, I will never own a television or even a big screen computer monitor. Not that I currently do, though I do have that monitor I use at home for map making. Maybe I will keep that monitor or replace it, if I do need for business purposes but I probably will keep it locked away for anything but work.
I did go down to Hannaford on my mountain bike, which was absolutely packed. I mean really people, can you survive without shopping one day. And most of people who shop there are suburbanites, and even in a horrific ice storms, they live 2 miles away from the grocery store and there are no hills in the way of store to loose traction on. And like any good shopper with a snow storm coming, I bought milk , whole-wheat flour to make homemade bread , a bag of grapefruit and a bag of mixed frozen fruit . Got have good things to eat between now and a bigger shop at Walmart plus plastic bags to toss in fire I mean recycle into carbon dioxide the next time I can get up to the woods to smoke grass and spend under the stars singing along with the Dire Wolf. I donโt know why I enjoy singing along with Donโt Murder Me when Iโm high as fuck, but I do.
Bitterly cold out for the ride down to Hannaford, with the snow and sleet just starting to come in. The ice trail, I mean bike trail was just a sheet of ice. The air has that pungent smell of cow shit spreading, Iโm sure Mr. Preska or one of the local dairymen or cowpokes are getting it spread before all the rain and snow come this evening, so all those rich nutrients can soak into the ground, as growing season will be upon us before you know it. Environmentalists donโt like winter spreading, as you get a lot of run off especially on the edge of fields but it also if youโre expecting rain, it can help integrate it into the soil, if the ground isnโt frozen that hard. Plus barns have be cleaned, manure storage ainโt unlimited. Bedpack and hard solids donโt run off as much.
I have bread rising now and I will bake it when I get home from the library, I will bake bread. I need to do some cleaning in the kitchen which is dirty as fuck again, as Iโm a hillbilly who doesnโt clean shit up as well as I should at times when the landlord isnโt coming over. I did get the overflowing compost bucket out, and I do need to get the now couple of 5-gallon buckets out to my parents house sooner then later as Iโm running out of space. I know if I had my own land, I could have hogs and chickens and feeding them rather then my parents compost pile, but itโs not like grapefruit peels, onion skills and egg shells burn well, so as least itโs feeding their garden, which I do get good fresh produce from in the summer.
Went down to the library, mostly to update the blog for a while as I while I do have some hot spot data to use up this month, I always like to save as much of it as possible especially in the winter months because you never know when the roads are bad and I have to work from home. Plus, my chair at home isnโt particularly comfortable and I like to stretch my legs a bit before any session working on the internet for any length of time. I could get internet at home, but thatโs money, and honestly I donโt need any excuse to spend more time in my dumpy apartment. Itโs kind of nice to be on the library internet where your bandwidth is unrestricted. I see all these ads for connected homes, and Iโm like no way in hell do I want those nauseating ads flashing on my screen or that orange President Man spewing hate on my TV 24-hours a day.
I find it hard to believe itโs been a year since I started looking at buying a house, a homestead. I had options but I kind of like riding my mountain bike to work and around town, there are options but none that I liked as most donโt have much land and are overly fancy. Plus New York State sucks for rural living on many grounds be it the burn ban, the gun restrictions. That doesnโt mean I love Trump or drill baby drill, but New York is fundamentally an urban state with urban policies, even if you live out in the sticks. Plus all the properties I really liked were too far away from work for reasonable community. And Iโm only less then 12 years away from being able to put in for early retirement.
The truth is while a swanky house or homestead might be an investment, the costs of commuting to said remote location, plus the extra energy to heat and light such a place would eat up any value that house appreciation might offer compared to just investing in stocks and bonds. Plus, then you have to dispose of said property when you want to get less restricted land in a more remote location in a state without those urban restrictions put on rural locations. As I like to say, a suburbanite house in an rural area that smells like cow shit, really isnโt what Iโm looking for. The apartment has survived for another year, and hopefully Iโve provided enough profit for my landlord that he wonโt raise my rent that much this year. I think he mostly uses the apartment building as way to fill gaps in his budget for the money he looses milking cows.
something simple and straightforward that would work with Google Auto Ads. I am not sure if I will keep the Auto Ads on or just do manual ad placement like I was previously doing but it seems like a good way to increase revenue which has been in the doldrums lately. 
The blog pulled in $1,100 the first year of advertising but things have not been so good lately. Hey, itโs covered rent increase and kept me able to keep up with normal investing. And most of the reductions in revenue โ itโs winter, most people who are less crazy then me arenโt wilderness camping or looking for places to camp. 
That said, I think itโs the ad advertisers really donโt like me talking about enjoying marijuana. 
Itโs stupid, itโs legal and itโs fun. Maybe I actually seeing my money go down the drain, pissing on the stupid advertisers. 
I tell you when I own my land, I will never own a television or even a big screen computer monitor. Not that I currently do, though I do have that monitor I use at home for map making. Maybe I will keep that monitor or replace it, if I do need for business purposes but I probably will keep it locked away for anything but work. 
which was absolutely packed. I mean really people, can you survive without shopping one day. 
And most of people who shop there are suburbanites, and even in a horrific ice storms, they live 2 miles away from the grocery store and there are no hills in the way of store to loose traction on. 
And like any good shopper with a snow storm coming, I bought milk 
, whole-wheat flour to make homemade bread 
, a bag of grapefruit 
and a bag of mixed frozen fruit 
. Got have good things to eat between now and a bigger shop at Walmart plus plastic bags to toss in fire 
I mean recycle into carbon dioxide 
the next time I can get up to the woods to smoke grass 
and spend under the stars singing along with the Dire Wolf. 
I donโt know why I enjoy singing along with Donโt Murder Me when Iโm high as fuck, but I do.
with the snow and sleet just starting to come in. The ice trail, I mean bike trail was just a sheet of ice. The air has that pungent smell of cow shit spreading, 
as growing season will be upon us before you know it. 
Environmentalists donโt like winter spreading, as you get a lot of run off especially on the edge of fields but it also if youโre expecting rain, it can help integrate it into the soil, if the ground isnโt frozen that hard. Plus barns have be cleaned, manure storage ainโt unlimited. Bedpack and hard solids donโt run off as much.
as Iโm a hillbilly who doesnโt clean shit up as well as I should at times when the landlord isnโt coming over. I did get the overflowing compost bucket out, and I do need to get the now couple of 5-gallon buckets out to my parents house sooner then later as Iโm running out of space. I know if I had my own land, I could have hogs and chickens and feeding them rather then my parents compost pile, but itโs not like grapefruit peels, onion skills and egg shells burn well, so as least itโs feeding their garden, 
which I do get good fresh produce from in the summer.
a bit before any session working on the internet for any length of time. I could get internet at home, but thatโs money, 
and honestly I donโt need any excuse to spend more time in my dumpy apartment. Itโs kind of nice to be on the library internet where your bandwidth is unrestricted. I see all these ads for connected homes, and Iโm like no way in hell do I want those nauseating ads flashing on my screen or that orange President Man spewing hate on my TV 24-hours a day. 
I had options but I kind of like riding my mountain bike to work 
be it the burn ban, the gun restrictions. That doesnโt mean I love Trump or drill baby drill, but New York is fundamentally an urban state with urban policies, even if you live out in the sticks. Plus all the properties I really liked were too far away from work for reasonable community. 
Plus, then you have to dispose of said property when you want to get less restricted land in a more remote location in a state without those urban restrictions put on rural locations. 
As I like to say, a suburbanite house in an rural area that smells like cow shit, really isnโt what Iโm looking for. The apartment has survived for another year, and hopefully Iโve provided enough profit for my landlord that he wonโt raise my rent that much this year. I think he mostly uses the apartment building as way to fill gaps in his budget for the money he looses milking cows. 