Doc

For about a month now, I have been having dizzy spells. Seemed to be getting worse, so I got an appointment yesterday and went in. Cindy is fighting a sore throat and loss of her voice, so she stayed home from work and went with me and went to a doctor also. The doc I went to said that the crystals in my inner ear were messed up so gave me some PT to do. Look off at 45 degrees and lay on my side for 30 seconds then look the other way and lay on my other side. Three times a day for the next two weeks. I hate PT. I always get to thinking about something else and lose track. But I hope it helps. I hate being a dizzy blond! And yes, I am blond. That is why I tell them blond jokes!

Got a call from a neighbor, way late lasat night, that woke us up. Earlier in the evening I had called and left him a message about a branding we were both going to, to see if he wanted to travel together. He had been out celabrating the nice weather. Or so he said. Told me he’d learn me to leave a message. He was so funny, I couldn’t be mad.

But I will exact my revenge! LOL

Bwa ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Sale

I took 3 smaller steer calves into the sale yesterday and delivered Crackerjack to as young man who is going to work with him for awhile.

Calves weighed a little over 450 and brought $1.26 a pound. Market looked pretty goods. Didn’t seem to matter what they had, except for a few horned ones, they all brought good money.

Might catch a ride down to Rapid today and go walk around at a gun show. I always like to hang with people the government and libtards don’t like or trust! 😉

Divorce

I don’t know if I have put this on here before, but if so, it’s worth reading again. I don’t like divorces, but sometimes I guess it’s just for the best.


Dear American liberals, leftists, social progressives, socialists, Marxists and Obama supporters, et al:

We have stuck together since the late 1950’s for the sake of the kids, but the whole of this latest election process has made me realize that I want a divorce…. I know we tolerated each other for many years for the sake of future generations, but sadly, this relationship has clearly run its course.

Our two ideological sides of America cannot and will not ever agree on what is right for us all, so let’s just end it on friendly terms. We can smile and chalk it up to irreconcilable differences and go our own way.

Here is a model separation agreement:

Our two groups can equitably divide up the country by landmass each taking a similar portion. That will be the difficult part, but I am sure our two sides can come to a friendly agreement.

After that, it should be relatively easy! Our respective representatives can effortlessly divide other assets since both sides have such distinct and disparate tastes.We don’t like redistributive taxes so you can keep them.

You are welcome to the liberal judges and the ACLU. Since you hate guns and war, we’ll take our firearms, the cops, the NRA and the military. We’ll take the nasty, smelly oil industry and you can go with wind, solar and biodiesel.
You can keep Oprah, Michael Moore and Rosie O’Donnell (You are, however, responsible for finding a bio-diesel vehicle big enough to move all three of them).
We’ll keep capitalism, greedy corporations, parmaceutical companies, Wal-Mart and Wall Street. You can have your beloved lifelong welfare dwellers, food stamps, homeless, homeboys, hippies, druggies and illegal aliens.
We’ll keep the hot Alaskan hockey moms, greedy CEO’s and rednecks. We’ll keep the Bibles and give you NBC and Hollywood .You can make nice with Iran and Palestine and we’ll retain the right to invade and hammer places that threaten us.
You can have the peaceniks and war protesters.

When our allies or our way of life are under assault, we’ll help provide them security.We’ll keep our Judeo-Christian values.. You are welcome to Islam, Scientology, Humanism, political correctness and Shirley McClain. You can also have the U.N.. but we will no longer be paying the bill.
We’ll keep the SUV’s, pickup trucks and oversized luxury cars. You can take every Subaru station wagon you can find.You can give everyone healthcare if you can find any practicing doctors.
We’ll continue to believe healthcare is a luxury and not a right.
We’ll keep The Battle Hymn of the Republic and the National Anthem. I’m sure you’ll be happy to substitute Imagine, I’d Like to Teach the World to Sing, Kum Ba Ya or We Are the World.We’ll practice trickle down economics and you can continue to give trickle up poverty your best shot.Since it often so offends you, we’ll keep our history, our name and our flag.

Would you agree to this?
If so, please pass it along to other like minded liberal and conservative patriots and if you do not agree, just hit delete.
In the spirit of friendly parting, I’ll bet you Answer which one of us will need whose help in 15 years.

Sincerely,

John J. Wall
Law Student and an American

P. S. Also, please take Ted Turner, Sean Penn, Martin Sheen, Barbara Streisand, & Jane Fonda with you.
P. S. S. And you won’t have to press 1 for English when you call our country.

Tared!

As in, tired!

Went out and got the horses in on Woody and then harnessed up and fed a bale to the drop bunch and then went up the creek to get a bale and I fed part of it to the pairs up there, and brought the rest home for tomorrow for the drop bunch as they are not cleaning up their  hay worth a dang. Ron didn’t want to do any more than walk, so I let them most of the way. After I got back I pulled the shoes on Ron. I’d already pulled them off from Roz the other day. When they walked away from the barn I remembered that they had spooked the other day as they were coming thru’ a gate and Ron had hung a hip on the edge. He seemed fine at the time and I don’t think he’s too bad now, just stiff and sore. Hard way to slow a fast walker down!

Then I went and cleaned all the hair off a strip of rawhide about a hundred feet long, that I have had soaking in a lime solution. So I had lots of bent over work so far this morning. Now I am going to eat a bite and maybe even catch a snooze!

Pastrami on wheat bread (they didn’t have any rye or pumpernickel) with cheese, horseradish, mustard and sourkrout.

Oh yeahhhhh….., as Quagmire sez! LOL

I stole this….

From Dickiebo.

This story happened a while ago in Brisbane, and even though it sounds like an Alfred Hitchcock tale, it’s true.

John Bradford, a Sydney University student, was on the side of the road hitch hiking on a very dark night and in the midst of a storm.

The night was rolling on and no car went by. The storm was so strong he could hardly see a few feet ahead of him. Suddenly he saw a car slowly coming towards him and stopped. John, desperate for shelter and without thinking about it, got in the car and closed the door, just to realize there was nobody behind the wheel and the engine wasn’t on!
The car started moving slowly. John looked at the road and saw a curve approaching. Scared, he started to pray, begging for his life.

Then, just before he hit the curve, a hand appeared through the window and turned the wheel. John, paralysed with terror, watched how the hand appeared every time they came to a curve.

John saw the lights of a pub down the road so, gathering strength, jumped out of the car and ran to it. Wet and out of breath, he rushed inside and asked for two shots of tequila. He then started telling everybody about the horrible experience he went through.

A silence enveloped everybody when they realized he was crying and….wasn’t drunk. About 15 minutes later, two guys walked into the same pub.

They were also wet and out of breath. Looking around and seeing John Bradford sobbing at the bar, one said to the other, “Look, Bruce, here’s the f%#king idiot that got in the car while we were pushing it.”