Thursday, March 26, 2015

This seems rather strange.

A female. A cop.

And one thinks of all the things the ladies have become involved with since the advent of Thelma and Louise and the astronaut chasing an erect penis, wearing diapers and all, and maybe it will make some sense. Some.

Wichita police detective charged with felony burglary, criminal damage at Augusta home

Read more here:

Of course, reading the headlines won’t tell you what the pictures did, I did that above. It sounds like there’s a sorry story there, a back story. The front story is pitiful.

A couple of range fires.

The other neighbor across the road burn pasture and creek banks. He did a pretty good job of it. He even moved a number of bails of last years hay before starting and continued to move them during the burn. He wasn’t responsible for the fire departmentss dispatch.

I found that I have to drive to Emporia for some six foot T-poles. My Co-Op doesn’t carry them. I want to use several for the corners of the fence replacement. I don’t really want to dig a number of holes large enough for hedge. The area I’m working with is fenced with cattle panels and don’t really need the strength of the hedge. I use pipe panels for grouping the calves at need and they are mobile.

Work calls.


From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey

About tenwhiskey

User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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