Monday, April 07, 2008

Watch this space

for pictures and descriptions of the seismic testing the NatGas company is doing. The big trucks are about to go by our house. I'll take Pictures and Mom will write it up.

WalMart Sucks

An underemployed senior citizen I know was paying 27$ to fill a blood pressure prescription at the "local" pharmacy in Sherburne. He was pretty happy when he became old enough to get the senior citizen discount, reducing it to $25. Until he found out that he could get the same prescription filled at WalMart for $4.

How does Walmart get away with this? how can a local pharmacy owner get wealthy if he can't rip the faces off the local citizenry? It's an outrage.

Thursday, April 03, 2008

I'm off to spread manure.

Justin Case you wanted to know. After that, I'm going to smooth the ground where the feed truck will have to navigate tomorrow to bring feed to the dry cows and heifers, who are tired of being mentioned in the same breath, year after year. The heifers are, of course, young and hip and know where it's at. The dry cows, however, have been around the block a few times and look at the heifers as young and stupid. These are the trials of the dairy farmer. Managing and massaging disparate groups of animals into a cohesive whole that can function as a unit. I know it sounds like a bunch of psychobabble, but I assure you that each group of bovines must have its needs met. If there is a job description of a dairy farmer that is succinct and apt, it would be, simply, "Meeter of Needs."

I'm off to spread manure.

A Weather Report from Last Month

March

The calendar said winter's past
But still we ducked an icy blast.
we lived in worlds of snow and flood.
Of alternating ice and mud.
The world was grey, in tones of dust;
The sun departed, in disgust.
The calendar insisted, still.
We tapped the maples on the hill.
Their buds held pollen on the trees,
Delighting optimistic bees.
The sun peered out, then warmly spread
Green struggles in the tulip bed.
Then all the birds began to sing,
And,in the nick of time, came Spring.

Anne Frey

Wednesday, April 02, 2008

A Weather Report

The sun was warm but the wind was chill.
You know how it is with an April day.
When the sun is out and the wind is still,
You're one month on in the middle of May.
But if you so much as dare to speak,
a cloud come over the sunlit arch,
And wind comes off a frozen peak,
And you're two months back in the middle of March.

- Robert Frost

Tuesday, April 01, 2008

A Must Watch

Dr. C. Bradley Thompson explains the injustice of the public school system, and advocates its complete abolishment, here. If you ask me, the public school system is, right now, the single greatest threat to freedom in this country. In the public schools, children are forcibly indoctrinated with collectivist, environmentalist, and anti-science ideas from age 5 to 18. It might not happen everywhere, but it sure as hell happened to me. Even if it didn't happen anywhere, the fact that the government is allowed the power to make it happen is wrong. Even if the public schools taught capitalism I would still be against them. Anyway, Dr. Thompson does a much better job explaining it than I could. I highly recommend taking the 59 minutes to watch this video.

Gmail Custom Time!

Check out Gmail's new feature that allows you to send e-mails with false timestamps. You have to be signed out in order to see it, and make sure that you click on the link.

Also, check the date.

Monday, March 31, 2008

What It's REALLY All About



Gore told the Washington Post, “ ‘The simple algorithm [sic] is this: It’s important to change the light bulbs, but it’s much more important to change the laws,’ he said. ‘The options available to civilization worldwide to avert this terribly destructive pattern are beginning to slip away from us. The path for recovery runs right through Washington, D.C.’ ”


There it is, folks. In black and white. It's all about making you behave. Because you can't be trusted to change the light bulbs.


Never mind that the earth hasn't warmed in the last ten years.