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It’s four twenty one

Posted: April 21, 2018 in My Whirled

The Thinking Viking hasn’t posted for a while…words have been failing beyond random facebook posts.

What can I fucking say? I tried to get Bernie or at least Hillary in that house, and look what fucking happened.

Look. At. What. We. Have. Fucking. Become.

Still taking inventory of my current f-bomb stock, specific targets will be announced in future briefings.

Suggestions welcome.



Long time, no post…

Posted: April 7, 2018 in My Whirled

The Thinking Viking has been preoccupied with.. things.  This is an unspell checked striaght text post.

There’s a lot more grey in my beard than I expected.   Writing this partly to soothe my soul – the rage I have felt about what has become of our country…

and the fucking washing machine died.  Our eldest and beloved kitty Becky died.  My Subaru was trashed by would be thieves (I locked the transmission with a subaru secret.  didn’t save her)  – they did so much damage trying to steal her – and had to be salvaged – raped and put down in mercy.  My Serenity.

But, the kids are alright.  Other things are going really damn well.  First world problems, mainly, but, oh yeah..  I think I am getting arthritus in my surgically reconstructed ankle.  They warned me this wouild happen.  Blood pressure surprisingly is OK.

I only have four or five crucial things I need to  do today.  I want to go back to bed, but the coffee has kicked in.

Sorry for the rambling, but y’all haven’t heard from me in a while.


Mr. Trump is a..

Posted: December 30, 2017 in My Whirled

The thinking viking hasn’t been super active on this page.

Why waste my time?  This man digs his own holes.   It would be like kicking a stray, sick dog.

Go ahead, Donny Boy, keep tweeting.

I guess I’ll just make popcorn and watch it burn.  I expected an honorable fight, a duel of wits.

I found a petulant child with a gun.

Signing off


The Thinking Viking is still fighting

Posted: December 28, 2017 in My Whirled

The Thinking Viking is
Upset, angered, I need a bigger boat..



Words are failing

Posted: December 30, 2016 in My Whirled

The Thinking Viking is only human.

What the fuck, 2016?  America?  WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING.
As I watch heroes fall, I realize that we have to step up and take their place.

I’m gonna watch this year burn and gear for battle.


RIP Ragnar

The Thinking Viking is  …
asking the United States Electoral College to do the right thing before we abolish it or just toss the fucking gerrymanderered pile of shit into the bin. You were made for two reasons. 1 – scale/ mail delay, physical paper ballot issues, paper availability/ print size, and logistics made physical vote counts very expensive/ seriously time consuming.
(Vote your inner voice.  If you can look yourself in the face while you brush your teeth tomorrow and say..
“I made Trump President” ..then go for it.  eat coal and your Chinese hookers and polyester campaign hats)



I am.


been a while since my hands worked on an engine like this

The Thinking Viking

The Thinking Viking is, technically, first mate aboard the Saltshaker, a 39′ Contessa racing yacht moored at an undisclosed location. (Plan B, and/or zombies you know?), and we (me and the captain) were trying ti figure out why the tachometer wasn’t working. Volts, temp, both also from engine leads, were good.  Ahh – look – loose grounds. I’m watching the gauge as he tightens down the nuts, and turns it on, sure we had found the trouble.

Nope. We almost set the boat on fire.

I just now  got home after fixing the damage a week later with a third man brought in (who happened to be in town totally coincidentally and is the guy who I learned a LOT from. OLD friend.)

Here’re the pics from the job.  Enjoy.


Thanks for coming, and don’t forget your soldering iron

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