Today this despicable thing came across my Twitter feed: Continue reading “Deplorable costs of eating”
I go on and on here about the importance of cooking at home. And by that, I mean real cooking, not taking a heavily-preserved and cleverly-marketed food-like substance out of a colorful box and warming it in the microwave. That shit will make you obese, give you chronic diseases, and end you with a miserable and early death. A much better idea is to eat wholesome food selected from the periphery of the grocery store rather than from the aisles. Continue reading “A deplorable kitchen”
The topic of “where do you shop for your clothes” came up on a men’s forum I frequent. This forum skews fairly young, but I offered my middle-aged deplorable advice: Continue reading “Building a deplorable wardrobe”
I love baseball. I like a lot of sports, but I love baseball. There’s a romance to the slow-moving game, a poetry to the pitching especially, and a feeling that it’s a game from a better and simpler time. And baseball is still remarkably and blessedly free of the leftist politics that has infected football at all levels and basketball at the NBA level.
But as everyone knows, seeing pro sports games can be really expensive. Taking a family of four to a ball game — after tickets, parking, food, drinks, etc. — can easily run a few hundred bucks. This is frankly ridiculous, and is one reason so many people have quit going to games (and movies, for that matter).
I love bars and drinking, as you’ve probably noticed if you’ve read more than two or three of my posts. I like booze, I like the atmosphere of (most) bars, I like talking to people in bars. Hell, I even met Tradwife in a brewery. She wasn’t so Trad back then, but neither was I.
Yeah, I know it’s not good for me, physically. But as Charles Bukowski wrote, “Find the thing you love and let it kill you.” The bigger problem is that drinking can be a very expensive hobby.
I’m literally taking a break from watching Fight Club on a Saturday afternoon to write this. As I’ve mentioned innumerable times, I’m vain as fuck and like to dress well. For a couple of years now, I’ve been patiently seeking a bargain on a decent pair of single-monk strap dress shoes. For a long time, everything I found fell into two categories:
I think I need to make a distinction between being a deplorable consumer and a minimalist. I’m not a minimalist, though I do understand and appreciate many of the ideas of that subculture. Maybe I’ll move to minimalism one day, but there are some non-essential things that I enjoy that aren’t terribly expensive. They’re things that save time, save money, reduce effort, or otherwise add legitimate value to my (or Tradwife’s) life. I thought I’d list them out here by general price, but in no other particular order.