I am a curmudgeon; a crusty, ill-tempered old man.
I am a curmudgeon-at-large because I will bellyache, complain, crab and whine about any subject at all.
Got a gripe? Want me to complain about something? Then send me a comment and I will give it the attention it deserves.
Since I too am 20 minutes older than dirt, my advice is to : Curmudge on.
In the spirit of the day, I had to stop by to say Bah Humbug.
Well, thank you… I mean Harrumph!
If you’re not a legacy in the making I don’t know who is…hysterical. Gripe on my man, glad I found you.
Thank you for finding me. Donations are always accepted. (So far they total zilch.)
I am so happy to have found your blog…I think I love you 🙂
I am so happy that you found my blog. A few more posts may change your view on love.
Yes I aaaaaam!!!
I really love your blog! Keep up the great work!
Thanks. Keep reading.
Curmudgeon – you haven’t been at Large lately. Are you okay?
Yes, I am fine but had a period of non-inspiration. I plan to return – grouchy as ever – sometime in the new year.
Glad to hear! I ceased blogging for almost 4 months and am looking forward to returning – though not to the blogging ra trace that I seemed to have got caught up in before.
I think I love you — just don’t tell my husband!
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Wow! A brother in arms!
Glad that you found me.
Of course, as you know, my intent was to make humorous fun of the terms that other bloggers use to get to my blog. What was rather shocking and alarming was that the term overwhelmed second place by nearly two-to-one!
Shocking and more than a little sick. I’m a pretty liberal thinker, but that, well, that is beyond the pale. Hey, really enjoying your recent columns. Seems to me you’ve found your voice. Good job, my friend. HF
I’m putting my search term comment here, because, honest to goodness, your “sex with animals” got your blog blocked at my office. Incredible that these people are not opened minded. Oh, well, enjoyed the blog, as usual. HF
Gotta love a curmudgeon. Even one at-large.
I like to think of myself as a full-service curmudgeon.
That is how I like my curmudgeons. I should know. I married one. Don’t tell him I said so.
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Hi! I’ve nominated you for the very inspiring blog award ~ it will be published Sat 1/5/2013.
Well, thank you!
Well, you’re welcome!
Oh, I love this blog and you … I want to have your babies! Or at least I would if my back wasn’t so bad and I didn’t have a gammy knee and my own private curmudgeon indoors. Plus I’ve grown out of all that unseemliness.
Anyhoo, you got a ‘Follow’ out of me … and believe me I’m preeeeettty choosy about who I follow. Luckily I adore blokes that moan, I have to, in a self-preservation sort of way.
Thank you for the ‘follow’ and the chuckles from your comments.
’Tis true … what can I tell ya?
That and some malted sludge called Virol that was supposed to be good for you but made me heave trying to swallow it.
Just … let’s not go there.
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Thanks so much for stopping by Gallivance to read Those Bodacious Baltic Beasties. Love your post on Freshly Impressed. Anyone who says “Whoa Nellie” gets our vote! Keep the crankiness comin’!
All the Best, Terri and James Vance
Thank you or should I say harumph. Those beasties look like acquaintances of mine.
Dear Curmudgeon. Le Clown says you a miserable old bugger. Well, he didn’t actually say that. He said that he was proud to have you as part of his entourage. But the feeling I get is that you ARE a miserable old bugger. You said it yourself. I am still happy to meet you!
Thank you and yes, I AM a miserable old bugger.
well, I always love a good curmudgeon challenge!
Curmudgeon’s my name; complaints are my game.
I am by no means a curmudgeon, but I love curmdgeons, and I make it my business to charm them out of their curmudgeonlieness in real life, even if only for a fleeting moment.
Feel free to apply your charms. I am duty-bound to resist.
Really thrilled to have come across your blog. I too, am a world class curmudgeon. Have you read any of the Jon Winokur books about curmudgeons, their quotes, philosophies etc?
Keep on keeping on.
From a fellow grouch.
Re Winokur: see my library tab. And keep on grousing.
I’ve tagged you in a game of blog tag: http://bookclubbabe.wordpress.com/2012/08/09/blog-tag-im-it/
Oh, I like this blog concept!
Have you done a post about 24-hour news channels?
No, but it’s now on my list.
Wonderful! Oh, and I would love it if you’d consider something re: celebrity children’s books. (Hm. Maybe I’ll do that one.)
I’ll leave celebrity children’s books to you but I am giving thought to one on Tori Spelling (close enough).
I have nominated you for One Lovely Blog Award. Looking forward to learning 7 things about you!
Thank you for the kind and unexpected nomination. If I am slow in responding, it is because I need to give some thought to my answers.
My blogroll as made you his.
Thanks, mon ami.
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I look forward to exchanging grouchy comments with you. Now I know where to go when I feel like moaning and groaning.
Anytime. I’m here to serve (and complain).
Add to your”new and improved” Dantes circle: Cell Phone Talkers. These are the people who subject you to their side of the conversation in stores, waiting rooms and movie theaters. Especially egregious are the ones who talk on their cell phones in restaurants – worse if they happen to be your dining partner!
Excellent addition. Cell phone talkers get to wander around their circle with a cell phone and no reception.
I must confess to having imaginary cell phone conversations in public places with my cell phone off. It’s amazing how much fun it can be to say the most outlandish things, while watching expressions thru sunglasses…
“No, John… it won’t fall off… no, I’m sure the rash will heal… well don’t rub the lotion in so much and that won’t happen…”