Hillbilly Mansion

A 20-acre utopia smack dab in the middle of Hillmomba, where Hillbilly Mom posts her cold-hearted opinions, petty grievances, and self-proclaimed wisdom in spite of being a technology simpleton.

Saturday, November 7, 2020

Probably Nothing, In A Normal Mansion

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The bathroom door has been behaving itself since Wednesday morning's creepiness . In retrospect and futurospect, there might have been o...
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Friday, November 6, 2020

Technical Advice From Mrs. HM

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It's common knowledge that technology is not my friend. Genius coined that phrase many years ago. I think he was about 5 years old at th...
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Thursday, November 5, 2020

Another Little Bit Of Creepiness

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Surely there's a logical explanation, one that complies with the laws of physics. If you can prove it for me, I'll stop calling you ...
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Wednesday, November 4, 2020

Even Steven Said There'd Be Days Like This

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I left home Tuesday in a cheerful mood, ready to grab the world by the tail. The temperature was 75 degrees, bright and sunny, the smell of ...
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Tuesday, November 3, 2020

Little Genius, Little Debbie

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Back when Little Genius was 5 or 6 years old, he had a favorite treat. I think my mom bought them for him first. When she used to pick him u...
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Monday, November 2, 2020

Give Me Some Credit, Will You

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Thursday's surprise casino trip came about because we were headed to the Best Buy store in Casino Town, to procure the NEW LAPTOP that ...
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Sunday, November 1, 2020

FH, Phone Broke

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Not so much BROKE, as malfunctioning. Nothing cracked, dented, shattered, or scratched. You may recall that Farmer H has a NEW phone. He thi...
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I am old, and have 2 young kids and an old husband. My days are pretty full just annoying them.
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