Well, here it goes.  Again.  I will go to the Oklahoma Youth Expo as an ag teacher.  It feels weird.  And I feel old.  Duke has shown there the past 6 years, and I wasn’t an ag teacher.  Plus, you can add a year or two before Duke started showing.  It’s hard to get ready to leave when there is so much to do here, not counting my personal stuff.  Oh well, it will work out.  I’ve got great help at the shows and even better help at home.  

      On a sad note. I am a little distraught about a certain Grey Goat pickup.  It runs great, but has been making a bad noise.  I hoped for the best, but feared the worst.  Sure enough, a bad lifter.  Decisions have to be made.  Rebuild it or get a new engine.  No matter which way I look, it costs a pile of cash.  This could cut into my goat buying cash.  Maybe? Just, maybe, there is a goat seller that could sponsor this repair so that the Grey Goat can head out on its annual tour to buy goats.  The scary part is that the repairs will probably cost less than a good goat.  Some things just don’t make sense.  

     Have a good one and a better tomorrow.  Her’es to horseshoes and shamrocks and me hoping that all of you clowns have as good of help as what I have when I need it.  Cheers.