Thoughts from Kelln

St. Patrick’s Day

Posted on March 17, 2014

    It is actually still St. Patrick’s Day eve and I am well behaved.  Monday, March 17, there is a chance that the wheels will fall off.  It is now OYE time.  It’s time to get serious, just not too serious.         I knew that picture would crop up again.  I don’t pose for very many pics, but back on July 4th, Braden took a shot of me with ol tag

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Posted on March 16, 2014

      Some people just know how to win.  Doesn’t matter if it is stock shows, sports, academics, music, business, etc.  Some people are just consistently successful.  Hard work, desire, luck (as in the harder you work, the luckier you get).  I’ve been sitting on this blog post for about a year.  I didn’t want to jinx anybody.         Rewind, to March 2013 and I had a post about watching Lora

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Posted on March 14, 2014

     I don’t understand the proper protocol of this facebook crap.  Who do you friend request?  Who do you confirm?  What’s appropriate?  I guess that I will do this deal like I have done everything else in my life.  I’ll do it until I screw it up and then I’ll fix it and not do that same mistake again.  It’s a little bit scary when you confirm or friend request and that person immediateley

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The day after

Posted on March 13, 2014

     Yes, I have survived a full day after setting up a facebook account.  I will also admit that I am guilty.  Yes, I got done with chores last night and came to the computer and clicked on a website–not the Chive or oklahomashowgoats as has always been my routine.  I went straight to facebook to see if I had any new friends.        Don’t be expecting me to write anything on

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Posted on March 12, 2014

     This facebook deal is absolutely retarded.  I don’t have a clue what I am doing and I don’t enjoy doing something that I don’t know what I am doing.  I don’t like the website fundamentals of facebook, but the software is OBVIOUSLY scary effective.  How the heck does it know to list me to all of these people?  I will gladly buy a goat from the first goat breeder that “accepted” me.  And,

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Posted on March 12, 2014

…like a gutshot Comanche in an old western movie.  That would describe the wind that hit this piece of paradise this afternoon.  It is blowing relentlessly. What lilttle soil moisture that we had from the little bit of snow is now gone.  But enough about the weather.        My dad saw my last feed bill.  “I don’t know how you afford to feed that high dollar stuff.”  Goats have an inverse ratio as

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Under-rated–UpDated–2 letters

Posted on March 11, 2014

      How about this weather in NW OK today?  It was stupid nice.  Too good.  Too hot and no rain in the forecast.  But it was a good night to watch a jr. high baseball game.  Got home and did chores, then came inside and turned on the tube.  I could watch JAWS or a concert on PBS.  Duke and I decided on the concert on public tv on this fine evening.  I

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March Sunday

Posted on March 10, 2014

      I will be the first to admit that the time change did NOT affect me waking up and heading to the couch to watch some Law& Order about 5 am.  However, I did fall asleep on said couch and did not wake up until 9:30 am.  Which means that it was 8:30 am yesterday morning.  So, I gathered up some goats to wash, clip and take a few pics.   With considerable

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Posted on March 08, 2014

      This blog is dedicated to Tory B.  He, much like myself, is short in stature and short on intelligience.  He says that he has ADD and has a hard time reading long blogs.  So this one will be short.  After seeing the feed bill that you left me, I wish you would have mailed it (the bill, not the feed).  At least you would have had to pay for a stamp and

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Posted on March 07, 2014

     What a long, dirty miserable day.  I attended the NW district show in Enid.  Saw some nice goats, but it was dirty in that barn and it was a long day.  It was very evident as to who had taken care of their goats this winter.  There was also a distinct line seperating the good showmen and the other 90% that needed a lot more work.        But then I got

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