Part 1 was me whining about explaining how horses are home-wrecking, financial black holes. This one is about horses as tools: dangerous, unpredictable, archaic tools.
Up until about 1925 in the United States, horses were ubiquitous as the primary motive and traction power available to “regular people.” Steam engines existed, but a rolling open fire with 150psi of steam pressure and open belts and gearing is not really safer than a horse. Cars and tractors were coming on strongly, but nothing changes overnight. Millions of horses died in 1918 as part of the flu epidemic, adding to the misery and accelerating their replacement, as you can run a factory faster, while it takes 3 years to get a minimally usable horse.
It is my firm belief that having to use horses daily is one of the things that made our forefathers so tough, mean, alcoholic and racist. Constant dental pain, surgery consisting of a saw and snips certainly didn’t help, half your kids dying before 5, taking your wife with one of them is a special level of suck, but having to make your living by literally beating the work out of an equine had to do very bad things to your psyche. You think your orphans are slackers? Mules (a horse/donkey hybrid) are even worse and required guys that specialized in torment beyond what horses needed, literally called muleskinners, a name that has a bad odor even today.
Horses do not do what you want because you are their friend and they want your approval, or because they want food, or because they think you are the leader. Horses do what you want because you make them do it and leave them no better options. If they have the option of hurting you to avoid something, they will and it doesn’t even occur to them not to. It is 99% stimulus/response, avoiding pain and predation. Left to their own devices they will do nothing with humans at all since our quick and unpredictable movements trigger their predator response.
“Child safe” horse is an oxymoron, such horses and ponies are literally old and decrepit, usually in continuous hoof pain; making quick or abrupt movements hurts them more than bucking off moronic spawn. The trusty cowboy steed? A work of post-hoc B.S. cooked up by soft-handed writers for an urbanizing country. Real cowboys recognized their horse as a necessary evil; every day was a struggle against the land, the elements, the predators, the bossman, and their horse. Soldier’s stories of their trusty warhorse? B.S. cooked up or believed by officers that only had to do the fun stuff on the pointy end. No enlisted scrub having to deal with them the other 99% of the time ever had anything good to say.
To train or drive or ride a horse and not just be along for the ride, you must be meaner and smarter than the horse, and they are f*****g mean and jaw-droppingly stupid. They need to be more worried that you are going to hurt them than anything else out there, and they are convinced that everything from a train down to individual air molecules is a horse-eating monster.
Riding and driving gear is literally sadist: whips, crops, bats, leather, chains, spurs, blindfolds, bits and bridles (think ball gags, but with metal parts that dig into your tongue, palate and gums) all to get the horse to focus on you and to amplify your ability to hurt them. Even if you know what you are doing, can anticipate what is going to freak out a horse and can deliver timely and focused “correction”, they are going to win sometimes: broken bones, kicks to soft tissue, accelerated falls, blows to your face requiring stitches.
You know who isn’t mean enough to dominate a horse, take a beating and keep on going? Suburban white girls. Sure, there are exceptions and dominatrix types that love delivering a beating, but getting repeatedly injured and continuously having to dominate even when hurt is low class in a way that is totally foreign to their experience and capability. A few get it, and they are capable and scary broads, but most of them don’t and they recoil from actually learning and internalizing it. This means they are dominated by their horse. The horse does what it wants and is dangerous to ride and be around. You can see this in action at any and every horse show. Some even sport a red flag on their tail, but it is redundant, they all have red flags.
There is no solution to this. Horses are not evolutionarily malleable enough to be made smarter or steadier or friendlier and the economics have been against them for nearly 100 years. Society is getting further and further away from understanding nature, red in tooth and claw. Know yourself. Are you a mean s.o.b., meaner than 1000 lbs of muscle wired to a 220v line? Are you always looking 1000’ ahead and are never, ever taken by surprise? Can you beat a misbehaving dog or child and not just feel that it was deserved, but that you are a virtuous person for bestowing on them the kindness of correction?
If yes, you can probably handle a horse, but probably shouldn’t, since we have gasoline and clutches and gears that require zero cruelty to operate safely. If not, congratulations, you are a person well-adjusted to this modern age and should leave the horses where they belong, out on the range and in the past.
Horses are assholes.
Who isn’t?
Good point.
Me, I’m a Dick, I fuck Pussies and Assholes!
That’s right, Chuck!
I mean, I might be an asshole, but I won’t let anyone make me do a bunch of work I hate when I don’t want to do it so I can eat. Wait…..never mind.
I comment I used to make about a local town where I was growing up that had lots of “ranch house / horse properties” of 1 acre or less was, that it was the only place I knew of that had twice as many horses asses as horses.
My First Wife taught me just this, gotta dominate the Horse,
she had a a Quarterhorse, Barred Chick, Motherfucker threw me, and she laughed, knowing the horse knew I was nervous,
ShitMonsters all of them!
ShitMonsters all of them!
First Wives?
We usually go horseback riding on vacation. We’ve never had problems. It always feels like a fun activity.
Horses are dicks, ever been bit by one?
/Giant Vermin!!!
Great Post hoof_in_mouth,
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Nope. Never been bitten. I didn’t know that was an option.
Interesting article though.
They’re fully capable of biting and throwing you five yards if they wish.
I’ve had at least one try to stomp on my foot once.
A moose once bit my sister.
Møøse bites Kan be pretty nasti
Was your sister’s name Zoot?
Wicked, wicked Zoot!
OK that’s getting right up there with the Jeff Foxworthy story about the raccoon that bit someone’s nipple.
Oops – beaver, not raccoon.
Or was it beaver and not nipple?
Bite a beaver, slug a snake.
I almost got thrown the first time I rode a horse. I managed to stay on somehow through the bucking, and after the horse calmed down, dismounted.
I stayed away from horses for a long time after that.
I probably shouldn’t have. There are some good-looking women into horses.
I’m also not very smart.
Several broncos seen slicking back their respective manes…
#horse life
They are big dumb animals. They do what they know and trail ride horses follow the horse in front of them because they know the trail leads back to where they get fed.
They know where the halfway point of a route is and start going faster to get home.
Sometimes it works a little different than that.
See my Horror-se story in the first part comments.
One of my most vivid memories as a child was my father on a horse chasing down another horse that was dragging an upside down Japanese tourist down the beach at a full gallop.
The horse rental business had failed to tighten the cinches, so the unfortunate Japanese tourist rotated around the horse along with his saddle and was hanging upside down.
“…tourist rotated around the horse along with his saddle and was hanging upside down.”
Is that what they mean when they say “Reverse Cowgirl”?
There’s a gal runs a string of Shires on the north end of Padre Island. They aren’t shod, but their hooves are perfect, polished even.
So, I take it you are not a fan of Mr. Ed?
Neigh
The Lone Rangers horse Silver was an exception to the rule, right? Just like Daffy Ducks horse Tinfoil.
Wilbur!
A few years ago on a company paid vacation to Tuscon, we did a ride and cattle drive. My wife kept asking why my horse moved so much faster than hers. It was because I was wearing boots and kicked the shit out of it the first time it ignored me.
Some even sport a red flag on their tail, but it is redundant, they all have red flags.
Ambiguous. Are you referring to the horse or the horse girl?
YES
🙂
As a point of order, humans can be faster then horses (even over long distances). We just can’t pull as much.
Man versus Horse Marathon
Best. Bar. Bet. Ever.
Especially over long distances. Infantry will march cavalry to death.
Dunno about that when applied to elite units. I believe Jeb Stuart’s cavalry could beat Stonewall’s foot soldiers any day of the week.
As I recall, the rule of thumb in the old West was that infantry had the advantage in marches longer than five days. Horses are like helicopters – very effective in many ways, but just stupidly fragile.
There is a reason wolves were the first thing that we domesticated. They were the only thing that could keep up with the early hunter/gatherer.
Nope. Well, not Western cavalry. The Mongols could move because they kept five or six horses per man.
If Stonewall and Stuart both start in Richmond, then Stuart might beat him to Charlottesville, but he’ll leave a string of dead horses over the mountains and down the Valley Pike if he tries to beat him to Lexington.
Stuart’s 3 day raid into Penna. in Oct. 1862 covered more than 40 miles per day and his 1,800 troopers had only about 60 horses break down and be left behind. No CW infantry unit in any army covered 125 miles on foot in three days.
If I’m reading right they handicap the horses 15 minutes with a delayed start and the humans have only ever won by less than a ten minute difference, so yeah when you game the system a human is faster than a horse, but straight up the horses have won every time. That said, that the humans are that close is still pretty impressive.
The horses start 15 minutes before the humans. You really don’t want people sprinting alongside horses. They then deduct that 15 minute head start from the horses for the finishing times. The time spent in the Vet Check was the time that wasn’t deducted (except for one year, and being British, the change caused controversy).
And dogs. I have a greyhound. She could smoke me over a short distance, but, i, a fat, middle aged woman, need to be careful not to over stress her by walking too far, too fast. It’s not just true now, it’s something they want new greyhound owners about. It’s pretty common for newly adopted greyhounds to end up temporarily lame because their owners walked them too much. They really belong on the couch except for short sprints.
Greyhounds are fun to watch when they get the zoomies.
Yes! They are two minutes of absolute insanity followed by a nap. Mine has worn a figure 8 in the back yard and yet I always think of her as sacked out on the couch.
A greyhound is an extreme.
Go rabbit hunt with beagles once.
They will run and bark in circle all fucking day, chasing the rabbits back to you, so you can feed them the head.
Mine is a track dog, so she has no clue about actual rabbits. When we see squirrels, her ears perk, then drop – like “ooh…, nah, not worth it”
I have a niece with a degree in Equestrian Science from William Woods U, which I understand is a pretty prestigious horsie college. She worked for a while at a stable in New Hampshire, IIRC, but even though she’s pretty tall and quite strong, I think it did a number on her back. She’s moved back to Missouri and worked for a while at a vet’s office, but apparently she’s back to doing dressage training. Hasn’t seemed to outgrow her horsie phase.
Tragic. It’s hard seeing someone do what they love, knowing it’s going to break their body and their life, eventually.
“Dangerous at both ends, and unpredictable in the middle”
I suppose I haven’t done it enough for the novelty to wear off, but I enjoy horse riding. Suspension damping is terrible and the steering is sloppy as hell, but the all wheel drive is remarkable. Everyone should try it once.
I’ve done it once, bareback. There are big signs on some of the multi-use trails that say “Horses have the right of way”. Well no shit. I’m about 200 pounds on a bike that weighs an order of magnitude less than that. I’m not putting that up against an unpredictable animal that outweighs me.
Were you the bottom or the top?
Phrasing!
I know a guy who got thrown at age 65. Broke his back in three places.
I rode a little when I was younger, but I’ll pass now unless I have to.
As a counter argument though, horses are good for one thing. If, as hoof says, you beat the damn things into submission, they are good for getting you far into the mountains with lots of gear. When civilization breaks down and Mtns is what you desire they can get you there. Not the fancy shmancy arena horses but cow horses off a ranch. You butcher the arena horses and make the other horses pack the meat in for something to eat while riding out the apocalypse.
Take a mule to the mountains. If they won’t go, you shouldn’t want to.
I really want to do the mule trip down into the grand canyon.
Being in the midwest, we don’t really have mountains. Our highest point is 1,550 feet above sea level.
This article validates my total lack of interest in ever interacting with a horse. Thanks 🙂
I’ll never forgive horses for what they did to Chris Reeves
Never forget.
Right on.
Or, Sonny Bono, and that tree/gravity combo!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y_MPbGVWyQw
I have had a love-hate relationship with horses for 50 years. The feeling of riding one that is of like mind and wants to work with you cannot be beaten. It’s like riding a rocketship to the moon and back, and then kissing the rocket. But just like people every now and then you get the crazy ass beast that just wants to fuck up your life seemingly out of spite. My last? horse broke my pelvis and ribs because he was a crazy beautiful asshole and I still cried when I let him go. So now I have an ATV. And mostly just walk.
OT: The Perfect Egg Bite
Joe Pera is a kick-ass G
Snooping around YT looking for horse songs, I stumbled across this timely parody.
The only horse song that matters.
Horse Song!
Reposted from late on last part.
Solid effort.
How about this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9i-0FB68LoQ
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Lovely cover!
I hate horses. I’ve been thrown, bitten, and stomped upon. I’m just glad I’m not alone in that.
Thanks, hoof!
Not kicked? You haven’t lived until you have been kicked by a horse. I would show you a photo of my last bruise but it isn’t family friendly.
I have not been kicked (trampled), but that was only because my dad was being alert and jerked me out of the way of an overprotective mare. Stupid foal was following ME! Why’d she get mad at ME when her kid started it?! My dad said she was pissed enough to kill me and since I was only 8 or so…
Getting thrown wrenched my hamstring all to hell and back, so I’ll pass on the kickage, thanks.
And another thing. I say we start eting horse meat. It’s not like it’s a real taboo or anything.
WW2 had certain places where a cheaper priced steak was available The Fourscores shopped there but I don’t remember much other than my Mom talking about it. Other meats were rationed, can’t remember what the quantity was per adult/child.
I have eaten horse in France several times. I prefer it over beef, though that may have just been all the butter.
The horse meat markets were signed “Boucheries Chevalines” or something like that while a regular one was a “Charcuterie” or “Boucherie” if my memory is still intact after 55 years. Never shopped for the horse meat but some small towns still had them in ’65 or so.
“Riding and driving gear is literally sadist: whips, crops, bats, leather, chains, spurs, blindfolds, bits and bridle”
I notice an absence of 2 X 4s, is that for mule training only or can it be used laterally on horses?
Every time some particularly vile derp pops up on the news, my wife just shakes her head and says, “everybody needs to own a horse”.
As a mere Quarter Eagle I had to use horses on the ranch. Between them and the cows I joined the infantry because it was less work and safer.
My Dad was an animal whispered. Our barn cats would do tricks for him. When my sister was having trouble house training her dog, she called our dad. He came for the weekend and when he left, the dog would ring a bell when he needed to go out. My dad hated horses.
Most dogs can’t kill you, unlike every single horse.
Most cats can’t kill you either, but it’s not for lack of trying.
I have often said that if all cats were cougars we would all be dead.
Yep.
speaking of cats, I send two of my three to live up on my grandparents farm. The tuxedo cat immediately became a lap cat. The bruiser tabby Milo was skittish and unhappy with the change. My grandparents keep texting me That milo is getting friendlier and coming by more often. They sent me a picture, and it’s just some barn cat from a neighboring farm taking advantage of the hospitality. I’m guessing milo GTFOd shortly after arriving in May.
Hope Milo will be OK. If he’s a bruiser, that might bode well for him, wherever he is.
I don’t have any pictures that show him in context, but he’s a big kitty. 15 lbs of pure muscle.
Yeah, I’m confident he could hold his own in many situations. Bon voyage, big guy!
Aww
And yet, we had a pony. A very bad tempered pony. We had neighbors with horses, so I did learn to ride.
“A very bad tempered pony.”
Not sure there’s another kind
“we had a pony. ”
…Manya…?
Her name was Penny and she had a foal named Star. She was evil. I swear he bought her to make sure we hated horses as much as he did.
I had a pony: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U4NjRLqSc2Q
And, should have read Crusty.
I like your dad.
I am struck at the irony of a man hating horses with hoof_in_mouth as a handle.
Lol, touché. I’ve used it for over 20 years, initially to annoy my (now ex) wife. Hoof and mouth disease + foot in mouth disease, plus injury… it’s funny, right? Right??
Ah, you need to move on.
Agreed.
“….and they are convinced that everything from a train down to individual air molecules is a horse-eating monster.”
Truth.
Had a horse once that was just terrified when this big, black thing (it’s shadow) would suddenly appear.
It was became obvious that horses were basically just motivated by food and pain avoidance and I never like doing what had to be done to keep them from trying to maim me. Horse bites are no fun. Neither is having one trying to roll over on you and crush you
OT – I’m slogging through the en banc oral testimony for the Sullivan/Flynn shenanigans. Well, to be accurate, I’m slogging through the Viva Frei/Uncivil Law/Nate The Lawyer live blogging of the 4 hour farce. It’s bloody shameful for anyone who cares about rule of law or institutional respect. One can tell the Obama appointees by their questions alone.
That sounds so painful.
It was… I bailed after an hour or so. I’m now enjoying the latest season of Big Brother. Also, getting very muggled and contemplating the idea of game shows scratching the same itch (tribalism without violence) as team sports.
I used to watch a lot of game shows before I started watching a lot of soccer instead. Now it’s old sit-coms and Adult Swim.
I like cooking competition shows
Some can be entertaining, yes.
I’m really enjoying My Kitchen Rules from Australia. British shows, 6 episodes is a season. US shows, 13 episodes is a season. Australian shows, 48 episodes is a season. Love it.
I’m at a loss for what
fillsfilled the british airways.If BBC America is any indicator, apparently they show various Star Treks and old American movies.
Bullseye, GT. Apparently, British shows are all on other services/channels.
I miss when BBC America showed British programming.
#metoo
I really need to replace the sit-coms, for my sanity. Because I can tell where they cut out scenes to make room for more commercials.
@GT – Same with all the Star Trek on BBC-A
I hope sports unstupids itself soon.
I notice something similar on various Simpsons episodes….but, I don’t think it’s due to room for commercials.
What else would it be for?
I think the parts that were cut were more for newer sensibilities–jokes cut that might offend. Then again, I’m might just be in a conspiratorial state of mind, wrt Hollyweird.
/the commercial reason is far more plausible, but it pisses me off enough to think they are being PC about things.
Nah, it’s for commercials. They will show the same episodes full-length but then it will be 35 or 40 minutes an episode.
That’s the thing, though; Disney+ could easily show an un-edited Simpsons episode that has lines and whole jokes still in them, but doesn’t.
I have no idea if the discs are unedited–if they are, then, it wouldn’t be about commercials; if they aren’t Disney, et al has access to them.
Short cut:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EQPZcDsfRqw
That was the video that tempted me to try the whole thing. The more I see of our leaders and top men actually doing their job, the more I become convinced that anarchism/agorism is the way to go.
How the heck were horses trained to pull cannons or charge into battle with all the explosions, etc. going on about them?
They were specially trained to ignore all of that.
AKA, they were beaten until they ignored all of that.
I’m of the opinion that forcing draught animals into combat is just as immoral (likely more so) than forcing humans into combat.
On the other hand, the Irish became rather adept at stampeding cattle into British troops.
Draught animals also wear blinders for a reason.
Exactly. How mean do you have to be so a horse is more afraid of you than a friggin’ cannon?! It amazes me what we were able to do with such a weak vessel, just by being mean/cruel. I’m sure there’s a lesson here that I don’t care to learn.
Our horses ignored my rifle fire but didn’t like bottle rockets exploding overhead.
I have a cousin that does surrey competitions. He isn’t mean to his horses. He does seem to have my Dad’s knack for animals. They do what he wants because they love him and want him to be happy. I once had a cat like that, and most dogs are like that. Current cat always comes when I call ( better than the dog) but won’t sit etc.
My Dad farmed with horses for a few years in the late Forties, and used horses to move cattle until he quit raising cattle in the late Sixties. He actually liked having them around, but always described horses as “big, strong, and stupid.”
My father (same age roughly as fourscore) talks about an old retired farmer he used to hang with at the coffee shop. He asked the old timer if he ever missed plowing the fields behind a horse.
He replied that he had smelled more than enough oat-farts for one lifetime.
Not a Heineken fart, though.
I’m extremely disappointed in all of you. It could be my birthday, and no one even cares.
I’m sure we’ll notice your disappointment about as much as we notice the non-birthday.
it must be sad, to feel so lonely, I know how you feel, just it out Bro, it’s OK
***SIGH*** Fine. Here ya go. Happy?
That was Fun! Thanks GT!
; )
It could be mine in…. 4 (four) days. If anyone ends up caring about that possibility, I’ll send some your way.
Maybe. If I feel like it.
Happy Birthday! (Use it today or save it for later.)
My FIL had mammoth donkeys, as he was (is?) a civil war re-enactor and chuck-wagon cook, complete with an antique wagon or two–the donkeys were, in essence, working donkeys. They were “nice” enough–always well-behaved around me. He lost both of them over the last 2 years, and their loss was pretty damn difficult for him.
He also currently has a mule–I’ve not been around her, but seems relatively easy going.
Oatman AZ, Donkey town,
https://photos.app.goo.gl/j7R7SQryMuEQSJ389
Looks funny/cute, but, I don’t know the context, so I could be waaaay off.
When I get bored I do this,
https://photos.app.goo.gl/b1GCndWfCtzjiU2B8
I can’t believe I clicked the link that quickly… ?
I saw this pile of horse-shit earlier today: https://www.theblaze.com/news/taxpayers-apparently-fund-government-nuclear-research-labs-3-day-reeducation-camp-for-white-males-to-convince-them-of-their-racism
If you really feel like laughing, crying, and puking, check out the company: https://wmfdp.com/staff-consultants/
*Why, yes–they are located in Portland….how’d you guess?
I read that and all I can do is thank god my parents and the parents of the kids I grew up with are out. I can’t even imagine what my dad’s reaction to this would be, if he read about it.
They are laughing too – all the way to the bank.
^So much this^
None of those people looks like they are ‘doing without’.
Look at the titles. The top three are white guys with a slathering of everyone else.
Typical progjection.
I saw that story somewhere else. My blood is again boiling.
Someone at that lab needs to contact an attorney and/or DoL about possible CRA violations.
I grew up on a farm with horses. Most are nice animals if you know how to get along with them.
My dad used to say whatever you think about a horse, double it and that’s a camel. He had to ride/use them when he was stationed in north africa and has stories of how obnoxious they are. They bite, they stink, they’re dumb as rocks, etc.
Another hilarious article from hoof_in_mouth. As a city boy, my experience with horses has been very limited*. But if an article is both knowledgeable and funny, I’ll enjoy it even it goes against my prejudices.
*Horses look cool, but I’ve ridden them only twice: in Kyrgyzstan and in Utah. The horse in Kyrgyzstan galloped briefly–that was awesome.
I rode horses at camp when I was a kid. My only memories were hurting my ‘nads and my inner thighs feeling like they had been stretched on a rack.
Ah–the Melissa McCarthy special!
I did not ride Melissa McCarthy!
Hey, now–the ‘special’ is only named after her. I ain’t about to take you there, holmes–you know me!!
*side-eyes Digby*
That takes some chutzpah.
https://twitchy.com/dougp-3137/2020/08/13/shocker-joe-biden-applauds-israel-uae-peace-agreement-and-gives-credit-to-president-and-vp-president-obama-and-vp-biden-that-is/
People with dementia often have poor short term memory.
People with dementia often have poor short term memory.
Often repeat things…. ;)~
They repeat themselves too
Saturday?
Scallops?
Beer
I like scallops AND beer…
Scallops wrapped in bacon
And, a cold beer.
Yes
ty
I’m sorry, did you say something?
I think I should make a joke about thinking my grandson is my husband.
There goes the neighborhood.
https://www.cnn.com/2020/08/12/entertainment/prince-harry-meghan-markle-santa-barbara-house/index.html
Oh………Joy. ?
Keep ’em all in one spot, I guess.
Chafed–did you watch today’s Active Self Protection? It’s bad enough I won’t link it/the story. It’s too yeeesh.
No I didn’t. Maybe I’ll look tomorrow. It’s nearly lights out and I don’t want nightmares
Good call.
That’s how you do objective journalism.
https://twitchy.com/dougp-3137/2020/08/13/such-a-fn-joke-huffpost-reporter-goes-for-resistance-gold-by-asking-trump-if-he-regrets-all-the-lying-the-question-got-the-attention-it-deserved/
https://twitter.com/svdate/status/1217493835669999617
Awesome! Now, apply that to journalism….
So brave.
What really boggles me is how Lefties look at stuff like that and still refuse to believe that the media abandoned actual journalism long ago and now exclusively conducts anti-Trump activism.
It’s 85 in my house, I’m cold
Stop sitting on ice blocks, Yu!
No joke, I looked at my stat and and went WTF? and put on a t shirt,
/Xerocole
Something something ‘chilly willie’…
When it hit 85 in our house 2 years ago, I had to find a hotel that would let me check in in the morning, just to have a place I could sleep, it was so f’ing hot.
And, that was late October.
Don’t you have a cellar or someplace to hide from Tornados? It is probably cooler down there.
“Cellar”? I have never even seen a cellar.
Well, apart from a movie…
Bomb shelter? Where does the hatch lead to? Just remember to enter 4 8 15 16 23 42 and push the button every 108 minutes.
Those are some phreaky measurements.
Also, we don’t tend to get a lot of bombs around here. Maybe someone’s asleep on the job?
Tornadoes? No, We have Death Heat, for real,
I went to 40 odd locations to try to get a Census Survey today, I got 2, and a bonus for actually completing them, we are desperate,
No one tell him I linked this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A-hdjtEM0Gk
/yeah, you know who…
By late October. it will drop from 100 to 60 in a matter of days, with lows in the 30’s, no mercy,
Lol. Another great take on horses.
Now 3or 4 wheel ATVs do a horse’s job on a hobby farm, and bigger vehicles at commercial farms.
And we still rate them in horsepower!
To had a long workday today. My eyes are tired of looking at numbers on a screen.
I don’t think I’ll stay awake long; got a deadline tomorrow.
It never stops, does it?
Agreed on horses.
Back in the golden age of horses every family had an idiot with a crooked face slobbering on themselves in a corner….kicked in the head by a horse. That or a headstone.
If you really want to get hurt you cant do better than to get yourself a horse.
Beautiful animals, but I will pass.
*rubs ribcage feeling bump on healed rib*
See Chapter 1 at the tail-end of the comments for my experience. Unrelated, I still have a bump on my sternum from getting speared playing football. Knocked me out cold.
https://www.wfmz.com/news/bald-eagle-shows-air-superiority-sends-drone-into-lake/article_2422fcea-0a16-50bb-a888-d2d358e5dad0.html
Go eagles!
Denmark (I think it was) has a Military program to train eagles and hawks to intercept and destroy drones.
Great footage; don’t know if the program is still active.
Loving these posts! Wifey is a horse whisperer but every now again she brings out the switch to control rambunctious behavior. They are big, dumb panicky animals that need a firm hand. You should check out the marks on my hind-quarters…
What you and Wifey do in the privacy of your own home…
Creosote Achilles Represent!
All kidding aside, she made the girls fire the presumptive horse trainer for the registered filly because she had a “heavy hand” and took over the duties herself. She grew up on a farm/ranch and her Dad was a wrangler that used to run dude strings in the Cascade Mountains. She was a competitive barrel-racer in her yoot. Lady knows her way around horse-flesh but even she got kicked hard enough to break a couple of ribs when she was inexperienced.
Another COVID death. Or he had something on the Clintons. Or, based on his name, AOC. (Why not all three?)
It amazes me how inventive prisoners can be with suicide devices and weapons. If they put that kind of inventiveness into their crime they wouldn’t be in prison.
Well, they finally had a little time and space to work it through.
Good morning glibs.
Or is that
Good, Morning Glibs.
“Good morning, Good Morning Glibs.”
And good morning to you, UCS.
Where on earth did I put those manners down? Good Morning, Glibs!
Good morning, Festus
Reach the end of Omnirunner yet?
Yes! I finished it last night. I’m glad you said yesterday that among your WIPs is a full-length Omnirunner story, because the one in the book left me wanting more. (I was hoping there was another tape.)
I’m starting my day in a foul mood. I’m going to try to reboot it to a good morning.
*waves at Glibs*
*blows a kiss to Sean* Well, it IS Friday, if that’s good news to you (i.e. the last day of your work week.)
Due to circumstances beyond my control, I might need to lay a bunch of people off starting Monday.
Today is going to be “interesting”.
🙁
Ooh, very sorry to hear that. : (
*bats eyelashes at Sean just to send him over the brink*
I’m already over the brink. I’m just running on muscle memory.
I hear that. I acknowledge your lived experience.
Just get a donkey who are actually fairly intelligent with a personality plus they kill snakes and will go after coyotes. In the age of the internal combustion engine horses should be a food source.
Apropos of nothing, the Girls are all together for a few weeks so they decide to go on a outing to the Ancient Forest which is a rare, inland giant cedar grove in the Forefront of the Rocky Mountains about an hour and a bit East of town. I’ve never been so said sure, what do we need to bring? Then Wifey tells me that Ex-Hubby is coming along… My exact words – “Fuck that shit!” That guy hates me with heat of a thousand suns. Why would I spend a day off with a cunte like that? We tried to bond 24 years ago, golfing etc. (he doesn’t like losing) and it never lit. I’ll just continue to ignore his existence just the same way that he ignores mine.
Why on Earth would he be included?? The daughters are all grown, right? I’m on friendly (albeit infrequent) terms with my ex, but I certainly wouldn’t include him on an outing. Of course, we had no kids, so no reason to stay in contact.
He includes himself. He was AWOL for their teen years and just moved back after the Asian Bride Experiment fizzled. The youngest Step-daughter said that at her wedding she wanted me rather than him to walk her down the aisle. I put the kibosh on that but apparently word got back to asshole central and here we are…
For some inexplicable reason, the US Postal Service routed a product I’d ordered from Scottsdale, AZ, to Phoenix, to…Kent, WA?? (Not exactly a logical route to SW OH.) Now the tracking page says, “Your package will arrive later than expected, but is still on its way.” I believe the first part.
Apparently, Dayton is a confusing destination for shipping.
North of Cincinnati, west of Columbus – how hard can it be? Maybe we’re stuck in the fold of the map.
The part of the Atlas that won’t give up the secret until you break the spine?
My last atlas was spiral-bound, so there were details missing in the holes punched for the binding.
INFURIATING!
Mail-in balloting is the only way for us to stay safe in these trying times. I shit you not, I have seen an orphan piece of mail sit for a full month in a disused cubby. Looked to be a birthday card or something. I wouldn’t trust the Postal Service to fill my gas tank.
“We left your gas on the ground next to your vehicle”
*Checks ground*
*glares at puddle of petrol residue*
*Lights cigarette*
Damn right.
Oh you crazy Yanks! Arm up!
Lol. That guy…still, better than Biden.
And Good Morning.
Oh, sorry about the shit sandwich that everyone has to nibble today. Letting people go is the worst but not as bad as getting laid off yourself.