It is a fine Sunday evening in OKC.  Lots of stuff going on at OYE.  We are just two days away from a personal national holiday -St. Patrick’s Day.  Green, shamrocks & blarney stones and if I’m lucky maybe we’ll catch leprechaun with a pot of gold.  Can’t wait.        Also on Tuesday, we are offering Rumour Has It semen.  Ten lots of 10 straws.  This dude is making way good

    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

    For those of you NON-goat people, I wrote a line last night, that might not have made sense to you.  The following line needs clarification, “Which means that the oil is blacker than the head on a Starbuck offspring.”  It has been brought to my attention that some thought this was border-line racist.  While others wondered how I knew that the Starbuck’s coffee owners had black headed kids.  Here’s the deal.  Starbuck is

     “My momma taught me not to use language like that.”  Yes, I spelled it right.  No, it is not a cuss word.  Although, it could be used as one.  Iseki is actually a brand of tractor. It is a Japanese built-tractor that is about 16 horsepower and perfect for a roto-tiller.  These little dudes are designed for rice paddys–4wd, narrow tires with deep tread, 3 tranny ranges, 4 pto speeds and they are

    All righty now!  We need to throw this thing out like a first pitch.  It doesn’t matter if it is a strike, or one hopped to the plate or if it even gets to the plate.  No matter what, the first pitch needs thrown. And I’m throwin’ a heater right down the middle, belt high.  And you can’t hit it because I am right!  Here it is.  This whole parrot mouth deal in

     Had a fellow goat breeder/retard journey to our part of paradise.  He just wanted to see goats.  Does, wethers, buck prospects…it didn’t matter.  He wanted to see goats, so that’s what we did.  We looked at goats here, there, south of here, west of here, east of here, we looked at goats.  We had planned on making more miles than we did, but the day just flew by.  And, we took precautions to

        Today, as in Thursday, was a day for honors and awards.  The NW District show was at Enid.  Troy B’s niece was reserve grand wether.  I called and asked him what feed it was on.  Yep, the Special K dealer actually feeds Special K.  That’s good for business.  Schoovy won a class with a Rumour Has It wether and was 5th overall.  Good day.          The doe show

     Got in late.  Did chores….late.  Ate supper…late.  Put a couple of does into the kidding barn…not late…as they aren’t due for a couple of days, but I would rather lock them up early than be late and wish that I would have.   I’m now sitting down to this keyboard to dispense high quality RANDOM info.  Wait……wait…..decided that I might want a glass of my namesake crushed grapes in a bottle.  It is

    Rumour Has It that there was a goat show in Woodward, OK on this fine Sunday.  The Woodward District Goat Show is now in the books.  And it was one for the books.  The Woodward District Stock show first held a goat show in 2005.  Kela had the grand wether that year.  It was a nice show, but the quality, like all Okie shows in 2005 wasn’t very deep.  Now, in 2015, this

     It was Friday, all day, today.  It didn’t seem like a Friday, but it was.  I spent a lovely wintery day in Woodward at the new Fairgrounds.  It isn’t done, but this is going to be one of the nicest fairgrounds in the state of OK when it is completed.         Our hogs are stalled on the same alley with Waynoka.  Which means that I got to see one of