Friday, October 16, 2009

Dawn

Snapped this pic yesterday morning. Thought it was pretty.

Music music music

Some neighbor kids came over the other day, and before I knew it we had an impromptu jam session.



A truly pathetic corn crop

Note to self: Do NOT plant vegetables at the end of June. That's about when I got around to planting our nonhybrid corn because it took us so long to get fences up around the garden after expanding it.

In early October, I decided it was high time to harvest the maize. To look at it, it sure seemed we had a nice bumper crop. The stalks had been tall, luxuriantly green, and bearing a nice share of ears.

So Lydia and I went out to pick the corn.






I tossed the corn shucks to the cows, who think it's better than candy. Note our red bull Gimli.




But out of that impressive stand of corn, this is all I got! The rest was immature. If I had planted at the beginning of June, the ears would have had sufficient time to ripen and the harvest would have been impressive. Oh well, at least the chickens enjoyed the leftovers.


Thirteen pints. That's it. Thank goodness for our neighbor's generosity.


I saved eleven of the best ears for seed corn, which I hung to dry.


Bumper snickers























A fish tale

A reader sent this:
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A guy who lives at Lake Conroe (50 miles north of Houston ) saw a ball bouncing around kind of strange in the lake and went to investigate.

It turned out to be a flathead catfish that had apparently tried to swallow a basketball which became stuck in its mouth.

The fish was totally exhausted from trying to dive, but unable to, because the ball would always bring him back up to the surface. The guy tried numerous times to get the ball out, but was unsuccessful. He finally had his wife cut the ball in order to deflate it and release the hungry catfish.

You probably wouldn't have believed this, if you hadn't seen the following
pictures:







Moral of the story: Be kinder than necessary, because everyone bites off more than they can chew sometime in life.

Chuckle du jour

A friend sent this:
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An interesting letter in the Australian Shooter Magazine this week, which I quote: "If you consider that there has been an average of 160,000 troops in the Iraq theater of operations during the past 22 months, and a total of 2112 deaths, that gives a firearm death rate of 60 per 100,000 soldiers.

The firearm death rate in Washington DC is 80.6 per 100,000 for the same period. That means you are about 25 per cent more likely to be shot and killed in the US capital, which has some of the strictest gun control laws in the US, than you are in Iraq.

Conclusion: The US should pull out of Washington.

Thursday, October 15, 2009

Oh for pete's sake...



Things are getting mighty weird in this country. I don't remember ANY prior president that inspired his own modified American flag or rah-rah songs by schoolkids.

Weird. No, not weird...creepy.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

We lost a great man yesterday...


The name Christopher Klicka is familiar to most homeschoolers in the United States. As the first full-time attorney with the Homeschool Legal Defense Association, Mr. Klicka was integral in protecting homeschooling freedoms for all of us.

He passed away at the young age of 48 due to complications from multiple sclerosis, leaving behind a wife and seven children as well as a nation of homeschoolers who mourn his passing.

May you rest in peace, Mr. Klicka. We may mourn our loss, but you enrich heaven.

Pithy definitions and a cute pic

Contributions from friends:
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If a conservative doesn’t like guns, he doesn`t buy one.
If a liberal doesn't like guns, he wants all guns outlawed.

If a conservative is a vegetarian, he doesn`t eat meat.
If a liberal is a vegetarian, he wants all meat products banned for everyone.

If a conservative sees a foreign threat, he thinks about how to defeat his enemy.
A liberal wonders how to surrender gracefully and still look good.

If a conservative is homosexual, he quietly leads his life.
If a liberal is homosexual, he demands legislated respect.

If a black man or Hispanic are conservative, they see themselves as independently successful.
Their liberal counterparts see themselves as victims in need of government protection.

If a conservative is down-and-out, he thinks about how to better his situation.
A liberal wonders who is going to take care of him.

If a conservative doesn’t like a talk show host, he switches channels.
Liberals demand that those they don’t like be shut down.

If a conservative is a non-believer, he doesn’t go to church.
A liberal non-believer wants any mention of God and religion silenced. (Unless it’s a foreign religion, of course.)

If a conservative decides he needs health care, he goes about shopping for it, or may choose a job that provides it.
A liberal demands that the rest of us pay for his.

If a conservative slips and falls in a store, he gets up, laughs and is embarrassed.
If a liberal slips and falls, he grabs his neck, moans like he's in labor and then sues.

If a conservative reads this, he'll forward it so his friends can have a good laugh.
A liberal will delete it because he's "offended."

I'm baaaaAAAAaaack....

Well, yesterday was it. We shipped the last of the boxes to the Kansas City Renaissance Festival, thus marking the Official End of our busy season, as well as the Official End of most of our income until next April or so. But that's okay - we're used to living with income that fluctuates wildly. Seasonable businesses train you to be frugal in the extreme, and we'll be fine until things pick up in the spring.

I have a boatload of stuff backed up which I've been wanting to post on the blog, and I'll get to it as time permits in the next few days.

(big sigh of relief) Man it's good to be back!

Friday, October 9, 2009

Sorry for the silence

We're having a loopy week since this is the last push before the end of the Kansas City Renaissance Festival. Yesterday we worked a thirteen hour day and tumbled into bed exhausted. I have tons of stuff to post here on the blog but no time in which to do it.

Stand by...and thanks for being patient.

Saturday, October 3, 2009

Government bailouts explained

A friend sent this:
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Curtis & Leroy saw an ad in the Starkville Daily News Newspaper in Starkville, MS. and bought a mule for $100.

The farmer agreed to deliver the mule the next day. The next morning the farmer drove up and said, "Sorry, fellers, I have some bad news, the mule died last night."

Curtis &Leroy replied, "Well, then just give us our money back."

The farmer said, "Can't do that. I went and spent it already."

They said, "OK then, just bring us the dead mule."

The farmer asked, "What in the world ya'll gonna do with a dead mule?"

Curtis said, "We gonna raffle him off."

The farmer said, "You can't raffle off a dead mule!"

Leroy said, "We shore can! Heck, we don't hafta tell nobody he's dead!"

A couple of weeks later, the farmer ran into Curtis & Leroy at the Piggly Wiggly grocery store and asked, "What'd you fellers ever do with that dead mule?"

They said,"We raffled him off like we said we wuz gonna do."

Leroy said,"Shucks, we sold 500 tickets fer two dollars apiece and made a profit of $898."

The farmer said,"My Lord, didn't anyone complain?"

Curtis said, "Well, the feller who won got upset. So we gave him his two dollars back."

Curtis and Leroy now work for the government.

They're overseeing the Bailout Program.