Nomadland movie: My review

Nomadland movie: My review

The general consensus of our little group about “Nomadland” was that, although it did accurately depict many real facets of full time nomad life—and it was admittedly fun to see in a Hollywood production real people we all know and have interacted with—the movie was overall depressing AF, and seemed to choose to focus on the negative aspects, while almost completely leaving out the joyous ones.

Replacing My Passive Roof Vent With A FANtastic Fan, Part 2

Replacing My Passive Roof Vent With A FANtastic Fan, Part 2

No way did I want to deal with a fire or get that blasted blade stuck in there. So I reversed the drill and backed it out, stopping to consider my options. I’d originally chosen that blade so I would have a bit of maneuvering room for my fingers in pushing the wires through the insulation. But that was solely for my convenience, and wasn’t completely necessary. All that was really important was that the wires got through.

Replacing My Passive Roof Vent With A FANtastic Fan, Part 1

Replacing My Passive Roof Vent With A FANtastic Fan, Part 1

I love watching clouds, especially building storm clouds. They’re so pretty and visually dramatic. But I don’t really love seeing them when I know that right underneath, I need to be sitting ten feet up on an RV roof, ripping out an old vent, leaving a big hole, and having to get the new one dropped in, fastened, and the seams sealed before anything starts dropping out of those clouds!

Taking Stock: New Year, New Journey

Taking Stock: New Year, New Journey

There is also the possibility that I will instead get a larger Class C motorhome and put a rack on the back to carry a motor scooter or electric bike. That would give me the ability to run around to do errands or go visit nearby attractions without having to break camp, and without the cost of insuring a tow vehicle.

The One I Never Wanted To Write

The One I Never Wanted To Write

This year, I’m just not in the Halloween spirit, spooky or otherwise. All I can think about is that it’s only been 16 days since I woke up and heard Idgie making noises that told me she was in severe pain, and I knew as I left with her for the emergency vet at 5:30 am that she wouldn’t be coming home with me.