Sometimes orange juice just tastes better at home.  After living in a Hampton Inn in Oklahoma City for the past nine days, it is great to be home, drinking a glass of orange juice out of an old Eskimo Joe’s cup while sitting in my own office chair.  The sun is shining, the wind is not blowing and there is plenty to be done.  I am glad that the stock show season is over.  It

All of us in the stock show game want to know who was grand at whatever show.  How good was it?  All of that crap.  But, there is a real world that goes on outside of the show ring.  We can lose sight of that.  A small percentage of kids actually win big shows.  Very few.  But, there are always kids that are dealing with real life. For example, I have a student who owns

Anybody that knows me will allow that I am basically a wedge-ass and don’t like to spend money.  BUT,  but when I’ve had it with something, get it done, hand me a bill and I will hand you a check.  DONE! I’m at that point with tree limbs and trees.  I’ve rented man lifts and trimmed trees.  I’ve hauled limbs numerous times every year.  I’m done!  I’ve had it! I had a tree trimming crew

It has been windy here for the past week.  I mean really nasty windy.  But Monday brought a whole new level of windy.  I truly believe that it was the windiest day that I ever remember.  Brutal!  The kind of wind that folds pickup doors backwards. We lost backyard fence, feeder lids and the trampoline got rearranged.  And of course, more tree limbs.  All of this can be dealt with.  However, with wicked winds and

I haven’t been to a doctor since pre-Y2K.  But, I’m starting to think about it.  This Friday brought no stock shows and no school.  Finally a day that I could just do my own stuff.  But this crud has me slown down.  So, I had a new schedule.  Work an hour or two, then lay down to rest till the oxygen came back. This went on all day.  I spent more time on the couch

The livestock competition part of the Woodward District Jr. Livestock Show is now complete.  There is only the premium sale left.  And if you want to attend on Thursday night, I will buy you a steak dinner at the sale. First, I want to thank the show management and the Woodward County Event Center staff for the outstanding work that they do to run the day to day of this show.   These facilities and

I’ve got a lot to say, but not the the time. I could bitch and rant or just point out the other side. Dude!  I’ll just wait.  I’ve got a lot of built-up worthless crap to dispense. Dude?!   Have a good one, and a better tomorrow.

It is hard to get rid of a 200 to 280 pound pig this time of year.  The market is flooded.  The butcher dates are full till late May.  We called a buyer 3 hours away.  He would take some on Thursday for $.30  a pound.  On Friday, they weren’t buying anymore.  Frank Powell managed to get a truck to WW.  This truck would take some pigs to Wisconsin on a back-haul.  Great.  We needed

Some things are scarier than others.  The fact that I am allowed near a keyboard can be scary.  Anything that has to do with a doe goat (no matter the age) can be scary.  Hog shows–scary. But then, when the baby of the family finally passes his drivers test (although he has been a daily driver for years), it can get scary.  Duke has had to deal with not properly parallel parking and failure to

I haven’t clipped that many hogs in one evening in a lot of years.  I will be sore tomorrow.  I think back to when I taught at Waynoka.  We normally had a 100+ hogs on feed.  I don’t want to go back to those kind of days.  Shattuck feeds a lot of animals now, but nothing like that crew at Waynoka fed.  Lots of hogs and calves, a few sheep and later on several goats