Superstitious.  Am I?  In a wierd way.  I do some things in repitition because it worked once.  I will avoid other things because it worked once before.  Does the #13 scare me?  Nope.  And dang sure not on a Friday.  I’ve got some really good memories from happenings on Friday the 13th.  I actually like the #.  I may be jinxed in some regards, but it isn’t because of some wierd crap or a number.  

     I’ve been looking for this Friday for awhile.  And the 13th has nothing to do with it.  I just needed some time without email, texts, mutliple phone lines, etc.  A smooth glass of reserve.  A HOT bath that burned when I got in and left me numb.  It helps the joints feel better.  How wore out am I?  There is literally a White Trash Pasture Party taking place 2 1/2 miles from my piece of paradise.  Beer, music, mud runs, races and numerous other highly intellectual happenings are happening within walking distance.  Sounds like a Kelln kind of deal.  But I’m NOT there.  Why?  I need some space.  This event will take place until Sunday.  Which means that I will probably try to hide the does in case some screwed-up individual comes looking for a companion.    

     The only thing better than Friday the 13th is Saturday the 14th.  I’ve got stuff to do tomorrow and then look at goats on Sunday.  

     We generally close the store at 5:30.  It is crazy the amount of business that goes on after that time.  Tonight was ridiculous.  Agreed to prices on 2 new combines, a new big tractor and a loader tractor.  Traded 4wds.  The truck driver wasn’t home yet from delivering new stuff and picking up trade ins.  The shop was still installing wheel weights, loaders and fixing stuff.  Then, I went home.  I needed to get away from it all.  If it wasn’t for sticky notes, I would have a hard time keeping track of it all.

     Now, the goats are fed.  Duke was working wethers.  Tammy saw a snake (probably a bull snake which would kill rattlers) in the shrubs on the north side of the house, so now we no longer have standing shrubs there.  Duke hauled the remnants off.  While feeding goats, I saw something  move.  It was a different snake, but now Duke and I have a little (6″) prairie rattler in the freezer.  Yeah, that means there are more somewhere.  Duke and I played catch.  The neighbors stopped in to watch the stupid crap that goes on around our piece of paradise.   

     My head is still spinning from all of the numbers, trucking priorities, goats to buy, showmanship stuff to work on, Duke going to judging contest, etc, etc.  

At least I’m not bored.

Uva Uvam Vivendo Varia Fit

     Athletes are better now than they ever were.  Maybe more good ones, but not as many great ones.  There isn’t a Bo Jackson, Barry Sanders or Herschel Walker playing right now.  (Well, maybe Peyton, Brady and Peterson)

     Movies are better now than they used to be.  BS!!  They are now RE-making movies from the 70’s & 80’s and they can’t improve them.  They just have better graphic effects now.  Not necessarily better movies.

     New music is better now than it used to be.  Holy, jeeminy, you couldn’t be more wrong.  AC/DC sells more stuff now than they did when they were actually making new music.  Same with Motley Crue, Metallica and Ozzy.  Guns N Roses was only together for a short window of time.  But, now you can hear teenagers ringtones, playing Sweet Child o’ mine.  Name me a great ROCK band playing right now that is under 30 years of age.  Country?  George is bigger now than he ever was and he hasn’t released a really good song in 5-10 years.  But because there hasn’t been a great one surface in that time, well, he just keeps cashing checks.  Good for him & them.

     Stock show animals.  The cattle and hogs are close to being near extremes in terms of bone, rib, base width and moderation of frame.  They will HAVE to get bigger at some point.  The cattle deal doesn’t need to go back to Sugar Ray.  But they also don’t need to get any shorter framed.  Berks look good, belted crosses good, Durocs not bad, spots in places and other crosses are fine.  Chesters, Polands and purebred Hamps?  Whew!  Good luck finding a bonafide good one.  The great thing about a pig, anybody can raise a great one due to AI and availabilty of geneitics.  Cattle.   Well, if they can give live birth to these wide skulled, square hipped, big boned, hairy bastards, hunh, if they live, they are good, unless they can actually walk, then they are great ones. 

      Sheep are as wide based, heavy boned, square pinned and bold ribbed as they have ever been.  Are they cool enough?  IDK.  But it seems that there is some consistency in type and kind from Texas to Ohio.

       Goats?  They are the best that they have ever been.  An old school goat cannot compete today.  Their is no comparison.  Kelly & raff changed this more than anybody else.  But, this has brought about a limited genetic pool.  We are all looking for the next step.  

     I loved the Will Ferrell movie, “Old School”.  As breeders and showmen, there is nothing wrong with looking backwards, in order to try to go forwards.  Check out the old school methods, genetics and use what can apply now.  Turn up the Tesla and study your animals.  Do you need to add something radical to improve your herd or go old school and get back to what sounds/looks good.  

     Speaking of old school, there is an espn show playing in the background, “Olbermann”.  Other than Chris Berman, the two sports anchors that made espn famous was Keith Olbermann and Dan Patrick.  Together, they made it fun to watch sports highlights, even if it was highlights of two common teams that nobody cared about.  I would love to watch a reunion of these two.  There are old school.  

Oh, wow!! Sports Illustrated released part of an article “revealing” problems in the OSU football program.  Well hell!  I could have told you that.  Why?  Anytime that you have a non-traditional power start winning, there is a problem.  That and the fact that it goes on at EVERY program.  

1–the Cash–So what?  Pay em.  Quit hiding behind limp laws and just pay them.  Sure, pay the good ones more than the bench warmers.  Heck, a good goat costs more than a common one.  Mark my words, the mighty texas longhorns are having problems right now.  A decade from now, there will be violations concerning recruiting done right now.  They don’t like to lose and they won’t for long.  Fix it they will.  Pay ’em.  Look at the history of the winners.  Notre Dame, Michigan, and maybe Nebraska are about the only big ones that have stayed reasonably clean.  Texas, OU, Alabama, USC, Miami, Ohio State, Penn State, etc.–they don’t make enough windex to clean that filth.  I could care less if they pay the players or not.  Everybody else is cashing in.  It’s called the real world.  The only problem that I have with this allegation–from 2001 to 2012–there wasn’t very many big OSU DEFENSIVE plays for a defensive coach to pay a bonus.  It is well known that for that past decade plus that OSU can score 50 but can’t stop your team from scoring.  Maybe they should have paid them more. 

2–Academics–this concerns me, but it doesn’t hurt me or my family.  It just devalues the degree.  Dexter Manley has a degree from OSU but he has a super bowl ring with the Washington Redskins.  It’s what you do with the degree that counts.  Dexter made millions in the NFL with his degree and he couldn’t read.  I bet I have more money than he does now and I served a 15 year sentence teaching in a public school with limited pay.  When I was teaching and had a “certain” kid on the ineligible list, I cut deals with the English/Math teacher to get them eligible for OYE, Tulsa, whatever.  It was always either an English or Math teacher.  Why”  If you are flunking PE, music, driver’s ed, basic science or other electives, well, you’re just too stupid to show an animal.  The truly dumb kids worked hard enough to get a D, the lazy shits are the ones with an F.  Once the deal was done, with my name associated to get the kid eligible, then I made that kids life an EFF-ing nightmare.  Not one time did that kid end up BACK on the ineligible list.  It was a WIN, WIN, WIN.  For me, the English teacher and the kid.  Whatever motivates a person to do well and continue to do well–use it.  Now, I had times that a teacher wouldn’t play along.  OK.  That was their call, but I would remember it if they wanted a favor.  ESPECIALLY if that teacher was also a coach.  

3–Drugs–Don’t want any part of this topic.  It doesn’t belong in athletics, stock shows, etc.  Keep it clean.  I LOVE a straight up competition.  It is hard enough to do it right dealing with politics, pressure, costs, etc.  Keep the drugs out.  Performance enhancing, mind altering, addictive or otherwise.  Well, unless you’re talking about a cold, fermented, agricultural product.  As long as you aren’t giving it to the show goats, well, then, I’ll have two.  OSU should make dang sure the illegal drugs are out.  As well as out of stock shows.

4–Sex–RUSM?!  They are 18-23 years old.  EVERY college campus has this happening.  Even when their football team sucks (probably a wrong term for this topic)  RUSM?! They are trying to implicate people because their was illicit sex?  Yeah! Right?  This hasn’t happened at any other school?  It wasn’t long ago that NWOSU in Alva, yes, Alva, Ok was winning national football titles (NAIA).  I’m not sure what the recruiting pitch to these star athletes from Florida and Alabama was, but I am sure that it didn’t involve academic excellence.  I don’t know how they afforded to pay them and I don’t know about the drugs.   Sex with star athletes is not even newsworthy at a college program.  And yes, for you smart-asses out there, I had a daughter at OSU from 2009 to 2013.  She wasn’t a part of this Orange Pride group.  She wasn’t that big of a fan.

5–Fallout–This crap goes on at every college.  Good or bad.  OSU has a history of getting caught at this game.  They try to keep up with the in-state rival and obviously we aren’t very good at breaking the rules.  I still remember watching WGN news out of Chicago one evening with my dad.  This would have been about 1984.  WGN had a news flash that Hart Lee Dykes had been considering the University of Illinois, U of Texas, OU, Texas A&M, amongst others, but he had chosen Oklahoma State University.  Dad shook his head and said, “This isn’t good.”  At the time, I didn’t understand.  Then, 1989 rolled around and OSU was put on probation with all of the rest of them.  The NCAA is a joke, but if they need to put OSU on probabtion again.  So be it.  They couldn’t do much to Manziel and there were witnesses to him taking cash for signing autographs.  Talk about a big toothless dog.  The NCAA has given itself a french hobbler. 

I really don’t care if this affects OSU football or not.  It doesn’t change who I am or my love for my experiences with Oklahoma State University.  It is a family deal and I do have an affection for anything associated with OSU.   College athletics are kind of like your political programs in the US.  We all know that it just ain’t right, but it is ours.  

Thus, the reason that I like showing goats.  We all know who is and who isn’t clean.  We can police ourselves.  My crew gets tested a lot.  Bring it.  As a whole, with our crew, academics are stellar.  Tammy’s youngest offspring is the exception.  We are working on that part and if he is ineligible come show time, there won’t be anybody trying to deal for him.  His life will just be hell.  There will be fallout all over him.  And if OSU did something stupid in this deal, well, let the fallout begin and thank goodness for wrestling.  

      Yes, I know, that you probably shouldn’t use tard as a word.  Nobody likes being called retarded, even though most of us have some kind of retardation. I can prove that I have retardation problems.  I have borderline social retardation problems coupled with the fact that I am highly capable of doing some highly retarded stuff on my own.  

      On the other side, there are people with actual retardation problems.  It doesn’t change them as people.  It just changes how they do things.  Some of my most cherished memories of teaching and working with young people involve dealing with some issues that some kids were faced with.  I’ve mentioned Brady on here before. Brady has Down’s syndrome.  But he is one of the best people I know.  I don’t get to see him or talk to him as often as I should, but that is my fault.  EVERYBODY is in a better mood when they deal with Brady.  Even when he has a bad day, he makes others smile.  What’s retarded about that?  Nothing.  I can’t do that.  When I have a bad day, I can make everybody in my vicinty also have a bad day.  Not Brady.  That’s why he is a better person than me.  He has a special family and therefore, he makes others around him feel special.  

      When I taught at Waynoka, I had a prized student that I called “Bird”.  He wasn’t right in the head due to his home-life, incest and various other problems associated with his family including several chemical problems.  I’ve got piles of stories that involve Bird.  He was a loyal student.  He couldn’t always spell his own name, but he still made an A in my classes.  I have always put a lot of emphasis on work ethic and he would work if he felt needed.  If I needed something done around the ag farm, I’d just ask Bird.  It would get done as long as I was there to help him.  When he got in trouble in other classes, before they would punish him, they would talk to me as to how to handle him.  Most of his punishments, from other classes, involved working with me around the school or the ag farm.  If you’ve got an hour or two, I can tell you all kinds of Bird stories.  All of them are real and have witnesses.  Poe has a few Bird stories as well.  

     I had another student at Waynoka that I called, “Flash”.  He had a motorcycle accident that caused his problems.  Once again, I have piles of stories.  All of them classic.

     Before all of the previously mentioned people came about, I served a 3 year sentence teaching at Billings.  I have lots of retarded stories from that place for some reason. High percentage.  Proof– Mike Parrish is a Billings graduate.  I think he was a valedictorian.  

      I have no problems with somebody being retarded.  I would rather a person have an issue and work around it, then be extremely intelligent and piss it away by being a lazy turd.  I have a huge respect for people and families that deal with whatever problems have been thrown their way and actually turn it into a positive.  None of us are perfect, but some, like Brady are a little closer than the rest of us.  I’ve always had a soft spot for somebody that “wasn’t quite right”.  If you know there is an issue, it is easy to work around it.  This is probably why I get along so well with Big I, Milligan, Big Bill, Mikey and Schoovy.  

    The following question is from Duke.  “If you are late for special ed class, is it wrong for the special ed teacher to call a student ‘tardy'”?

Have a good day, good week and like the tire, good year.   Stay flexible, but not limp.

     First of all, I would like to congratulate the Taylor family on a very unique 3peat.  These girls had the grand wether at the 2012 Ellis County Fair, then won the 2013 Ellis County Spring Stock Show and today, they won the 2013 Ellis County Fair.  Although not uncommon for a family to win 3 counties in a row, it is VERY uncommon for somebody to do it all 3 times, with the SAME wether.  Yes, he has a little age on him as he was an April born 2012 191/100 from Helms.  He also was 2nd in class at the Lone Star Elite and the Champion’s Choice Jackpots, 3rd in class at OYE and was the Grand overall wether at the 2013 Woodward District show.  I bet he still has another show left in him.  

     I came in from doing chores and turned on the boob tube.  Didn’t see any special football games that I needed to see, but I turned it to AMC and there he was, the Outlaw Josey Wales.  

This brings up the question, what are top Clint Eastwood movies?

With respects to the Dirty Harry movies, Hang ’em High and a Fistfull of Dollars, these are my personal favorites.

10–Pale Rider

9–Kelly’s Heroes

8–High Plains Drifter

7–Unforgiven

6–Gran Torino

5–Paint Your Wagon

4–Any Which Way You Can

3–Every Which Way But Loose

2–Outlaw Josey Wales

and without a doubt, and one of the absolute top movies of all time–#1–The Good, The Bad & The Ugly.

     I know that sometimes, I can sound like I despise a lot in life.  I also realize that I can be hard to take, at times, in real life or on here.  But then, you get to know me.  And you realize quickly that I am all about work hard and play hard.  It’s genetic, but I’m probably worse then the rest of them.  Help your neighbors.  When, it is all over for me, I hope people can look at the body of work, shake their head and go “Dang, that dude had fun and got some crap done!”

     I don’t have lofty goals.  I don’t want to be president (although I would be better than the crap we have had for awhile and my cabinet would be way better at doing interviews on tv.  I mean, secretary of state Big I or head of the NSA Tommy Milligan).  I don’t care about being rich or famous.  Although, I did want to be the Pope at one point.  But, I realized that probably wasn’t going to work out for me or the Catholic church.  First of all, I hope that people can look at my kids and go, “Wow, he and his wife raised some really good kids.”  I’d be done at that point.  What else do you need to do in life other than to leave better people behind?  It also wouldn’t bother me to read a statement that says, “For an a-hole, he was a really nice, helpful person.”

     What is good with life on this Friday evening?  I have a good job, good hobbies, good friends and an even better family.  We are one day closer to the next rain.  I have the opportunity to do something fun tomorrow.  I can help somebody achieve their goals tomorrow.  

     Of course, I have to go to work tomorrow morning and I deal with goats.  So there is a chance that life won’t be worth two squirts of owl crap.  No matter what, stay flexible but not limp.  

     Too many irons in the fire.  That fits me right now.  Work has been crazy.  I can tell you this much for sure.  When running a business, it is better to hire too many people than not have enough.  If a quasi-qualified applicant comes in and wants a job, hire them.  You will need them sooner than you think.  If a good one comes in, make room for them.  Pay the good ones, get rid of the culls and keep the common ones as long as they aren’t costing you money.  It’s a lot like raising show animals.  

    Got word that Dereu had the grand wether at the Nebraska State Fair today, sired by JOE DIRT.  That’s all Dirt does is sire good ones.  Congrats to them!

     How about these dumbasses that were elected to run this country?  Wow!!  Other than keeping CNN, FOX news and Rush Limbaugh busy talking, they can’t do a dang thing right.  Pile of coat hangers, upside down tackle box or a box of fishing worms.  There just isn’t an easy way to fix this deal.  Our court system, jeeminy, what a skid mark–I mean the kind of skid mark in your underwear where you go “Dang, I should have wiped better.”  They are going to actually listen to a case to remove “One nation, under GOD” from the pledge of allegiance.  SON OF A FEMALE DOG!!  Don’t even bother listening to this case.  Kick it out.  If they don’t like our pledge, go to a different country or just shut up.  I respect a good lawyer, but I’ve got no use for these lawyers that twist the system just to make a splash.  Give me a lawyer that hangs a shingle that says, “Defend the innocent, Prosecute the guilty and Protect the widows and orphans.”  You know, the kind that would trade a couple of chickens and pigs in lieu of cash, in order to do a solid job while providing a service.  

Two short sentences will tell you a lot about our current government/media. (government/media–what’s the difference?)

We are told to NOT judge all muslims by the actions of a few lunatics.

But, we are encouraged to judge ALL gun owners by the actions of a few lunatics.

I’m not anti-muslim.  I just don’t want anybody telling me what to believe or trying to kill me for what I do/ or don’t believe.  I also don’t want somebody telling me if I can have a gun or not.  Religion and guns have a lot in common.  When used in the wrong manner, they are both dangerous.  Same thing with government.  

Just let me go to Mass when I can, go to work, do what I do, make money, spend money and pay my taxes.  If I want to shoot a floating cow turd with a .22, then let me be and don’t make me have to search far & wide for a box of .22 shells to buy.  

       Sometimes, after a rough month or so at work or anytime dealing with goats, a person just ought to be able to shoot a turd to feel better.  I’m not talking going postal.  I’m talking just blowing up an actual floating turd.  Pretty cheap therapy.  Horse turds float especially well.  Actually, when you think about it, a little target practice such as shooting a floating turd or two, might make us a more relaxed, productive nation.  One nation, under GOD.  

     The word warranty probably should have been a four letter word.  I know that tire dealers absolutely despise a “road hazard” warranty.  Car dealers cringe at the word.  Ag equipment isn’t any better.  Livestock…well that’s a whole different deal.  

      Ag & car dealers lose money on warranty work.  It is just a fact of the industry.  But you have to do it.  Tire dealers….whew, well, some people shouldn’t be allowed to buy road hazard warranty as the driver is most likely THE road hazard.  

      The fact of the matter is that ALL new machines must have some kind of warranty.  Some things go wrong and needs fixed and it is nobody’s fault.  Then the warranty is needed.  But it is amazing what people will tear up, flat out destroy and try to get pushed through as warranty.  We live in a throw away society, but we want our stuff warrantied. 

     I sell a lot of 30 and 40 series John Deere tractors.  Those things are 40-30 years old.  Arguably the best tractors ever made.  But they are still 30 plus years old.  And customers want a warranty.  RUSM?!  You can’t even get a shingle company to back up a 30 year warranty on their roofs that they advertised as a 30 year warranty and it has only been 9 effing years.  But because of extreme heat, like we can control 100+ days in this part of the world, the warranty on the shingles is now voided.  Argue with the insurance all you want.  Why in the hell would we ever warranty a 40 year old tractor that has probably had 4-7 owners at this point?  Did I mention 40 years old?  It is cool that there are a pile of these old tractors being used.  However, you can’t find many cars, trucks, other tractor brands, semis, etc in regular use or in popular demand like these tractors.  The exception being wheat trucks in NW Oklahoma.  

     The worst warranty of all is on livestock.  Will you guarantee this doe bred?  Yes.  Right up until she gets in your trailer.  I will guarantee what buck she is bred to, when she was bred and via ultra-sound, if she is pregnant and what she is carrying.  Then the warranty is voided once you get her.  I simply cannot control other people’s managament practices.   I’ve covered this before on here, but it keeps coming up.  

      Before you go all sideways, yes, there has to be some industry standard warranty on livestock.  When you buy a buck–he is a breeder when you get him, unless he is a young one, then at breeding age, he should breed.  Most breeders will make it right.  Probably, even make it a better deal than the original.  When you buy a goat online–yes it should be healthy when you get it.  I’ve got one now that I bought online that the breeder told me after the sale had the shits.  He had the shits when he was picked up.  Guess what?   A month later, we are still fighting it.  How does that warranty work out?  There is no written warranty on it.  The breeder will either take care of me or lose a very good online customer.  It’s simple.  

     My favorite warranty request–and I quote, “Now, if I give you $1,500 for this wether, you will teach my daughter how to show, give us feeding instructions, trim hooves, clip, weigh them in at the big show and you will guarantee that we will make a premium sale right?  I mean my daughter is a senior and we haven’t placed yet, but you will take care of all that right?”  

      Those are the kind of buyers that I just have to send to Pfeiffer’s or Helms’.  Somebody that provides large quantities of good goats without the extra service.  That is why Jerry and Kenneth are smarter than me.  They raise them, sell them and then wait to hear from the winners to run an ad of the champions.  I don’t raise enough #s to afford half-ass feeders to screw them up.  I can’t afford to do a guarantee like that as I will have more than $1,500 in time/labor, not to mention the goat and still can’t control what they can screw up at home when I’m not there.  

     No! No, I won’t guarantee that.  But I once priced a goat to a family for $2,500, OR if they took a 2nd goat, they could have the pair for $1,500.  Why?  Because I had faith in the family and the goat.  How’d that work out?  The “extra” goat was bronze at OYE.  The other one was a res. div. at Woodward District and would have made the sale at OYE, but the other one was higher in the sale order.  The point, I’ll sell good ones cheaper to proven feeders.  Basically, I’m better off giving a good one away to good feeders than selling it for a pile to some half-assed deal.  Kenneth has been kind enough to sell goats at a fair price to our crew and then come get in the pictures.  That is the warranty FOR the breeder.

     Warranty.  Watch the movie “Tommy Boy” for the best-ever description of a warranty.  “I’ve got spare time.”  Classic!!!

     I’m not taking a poke at any other breeder, fitter, helper or anybody.  Just dealing with facts.  I get hit with this crap at work and then come home to it.  Everybody in this game should be able to make it worth their while.  I lose money on my whole goat deal, but it is hard to put a price on this much fun and the satisfaction of a job-well-done.  That’s my problem.  But for all the rest that are looking to low-rent, back-door and finagle their way into this party, go buy your goats at wal-mart.  Oohh??  Wal-mart doesn’t sell show goats?  Well, that’s probably where you need to go then.  

       How to sum up the weekend?  OUCH?!?!?  I’m too old for this crap.  But, dang it was fun. If you can’t do something and  have fun doing it, then why do it?

The sale was off-the-hook good.  I say this and my goats brought the average down.  But that is okay.  Tyke brought a  dang good set and they sold well–averaged real well.  They will be taking pictures next spring.  Joe Dirt continues to sire good goats that will sell, feed and win. There was 2 Helms wethers and they ended up in top notch homes.  That pair will be heard from come March.  I’ll bet you.  No, I didn’t buy them.  But two of my favorite showmen (women) got them.  Lamle  sold a dang nice wether that should be heard from if things go right.  My wethers, well, let’s be honest, they brought the average down.   That’s fine.  Hopefully, I have a story or two come March.  That is the great thing about an auction.  Let the public decide their value.

     This sale had the  best set of doe kids that have been offered.  PERIOD!  Way good.  Helms brought a set and they sold well, real well.  Tyke sold a nice pair.  Milligan brought a nice breeding piece and Schoovy stole her.  I let a Rumour doe kid go and she went to a hell of home.  When one sells, you see who got it and if it is a good home, you don’t really care what it brought.  She will feed and I can watch it.  It will be fun.  

     Speaking of selling doe kids.  How about Big Ern?  i like somebody that knows what they want and then goes and gets it.  I had that attitude once (still) and I went out and got me a Dragon Lady.   Hunh!  Still got her and the attitude (mine & hers).  

     Sale wrap up.  Great weather, good location, great crowd, way deep quality of wethers and does.  Once again, our crew of people, kids, Gaisfords, breeders, etc, were off the hook good.  SMOOTH was how this sale ran.   Any hiccups were directly attributable to ME.  Why?

     Sunday evening was fabulous.  Good food, better people, great weather and watermelons.  What??   Watermelons?   Yeah, watch out for watermelons as they will cause you problems.  What kind of problems  you ask?

Well, the gator needs a bath, Milligan used watermelon for a hair care product and it looks like a crime was committed in front of our mailbox.  Yes, at least a dozen small melons were murdered.  Smart?  NO.  Off the hook fun.  YES!!  We took retardation to a whole new level.  And Bill had already gone home.  

     RUSM??  Me driving the gator, 25 mph, Milligan or Schoovy tossing melons, car headlights like the field of dreams, baseball bat hitting a melon, get me another one, wow.  Off the hook fun.  All FIVE Schoovy’s hit a melon.  Yes, momma Schoovy hit one.  TravAss showed why he was a helluva ballplayer.  Even Ring made contact.  Ha!!! He blew that melon up on Milligan like a prom queen with bulemia. (sp Whatever).  The only thing that we were missing was a mariachi band and Big I.  

      We had plenty of food, fun and you can’t ever have enough good fellowship. I’m honored to sell goats with the people that sold with us today.  Thanks to the buyers, bidders and anybody else that had a part in this deal.  

     Did I mention that Scott Comstock chaffurered us around Ellis County in the ’93 Chevy van?  We should have put more air in the air bag suspension on the rear axle of the van.  But we didn’t.  Still, way big fun.  If you don’t know Scott Comstock or his daughter Chesley, then you need to.  They are the kind of people that make you better for knowing them.  Why?  It is a true family project.  They set their budget, set goals, works towards a goal  then help everybody else around them–no animosity, but a strong desire to do well.  They are the kind of people that their competitors love to see win.  You ask me about my weekend, and I would tend to point towards watermelons, food, fun, good goats and what else could you want?  They just don’t sell tickets for this kind of fun.  What’s the term?   You should have been here.  

     The best part of the weekend.  Tammy had Kela dialed in on some “facetime” or similar BS.  I don’t want Kela to come home until she is ready to come home, but I like seeing her, even on the video feed.  Better yet, the rest of the crew gets in a good mood when they see/talk to Kela.  It’s a good thing when you can chase your dreams knowing that you can come home when need to.  in the words of a modern day genius (not Mikey or myself, but Larry the Cable Guy)–“Git ‘er Done”.