Tuesday, June 13, 2017
Back among the bozos
Getting home was great, getting back in the saddle was great too.
For certain values of great.
The shop had been cleaned, which was nice, but it's hard to find stuff when the cleaning involved a reorganization and I don't have a list of clues.
So it took a few extra hours of work to be able to up tools and begin work.
As I've said before, it's a work in progress.
The cattle are all fine, which surprised me not at all.
A new arrival joined us in my absence. He certainly didn't get tagged, banded or vaccinated, so that'll be an interesting chore. Ah well.
The calves have certainly grown in two weeks. A couple of the earliest-born are about ready for market!
New Mexico locusts are blooming.
The grass is looking fantabulous.
Larkspur is blooming.
As are the white primroses and the prickly poppies. It's a pretty time of the year.
Wheat is all headed out and beginning to turn color. Looks like a good crop, so long as the hail doesn't get it.
Got some fence fixed today. Really good to get some physical labor done. Did about six miles worth of fencing. I can tell I've been sitting on my backside for a couple of weeks.
And now we get to the bozoism. That above was not written with bozoism in mind.
I got word today that in my absence the local kornstabulary, better known as the kimball secret squirrel bureau OF investigation (kssbi) were trying to contact me. I know what it's about, and it's no big deal, but they felt they had a potential "not where we approve" situation.
Apparently, little do they know that there's been this new thing invented, called the telephone. And even newer, the cell phone/smart phone. But nooooo. That ain't the way the kssbi rolls. This is what happens when unprincipled grownups play cops and robbers. Grownups who are not mature enough to hang with the six year-olds.
SMH and for firetruck's sake.
They're like that in your neck of the woods too. And not just the oinkers, of course, but pretty much everybody in local, state and federal gubmint. They're "officials," and they think they're in ownership positions. People in non-official, non-ownership parts of society aren't in the tribe, and are therefore not really people, just things to be manipulated and used.
It's not the terrorists and illegals and criminals who are the problem with America.
It's the bozos and bozoism.
Not that I feel strongly about the subject or anything.