Monday, April 13, 2015

Just in case you haven’t had your fill of educators on student abuse cases:

Former para-educator arrested for sexual exploitation of a child

However, that isn’t what is on my mind – I have equipment failure on my mind, and household pests. I do.

Needed the tractor this morning and it had a flat tire. Big wheel flat. Called the Co-Op and they told me it would be two or three days before the truck could get to me. Called the Renter and told my problem, but he was missing. As was his wife, as was his mother. Left messages.

I had visions of him bringing over cattle not knowing the North fence had a hole in it, so I decided to drive over and find him, or one of them and tell them eye ball to eye ball. Found Renter on his knees begging a bolt on his lawn mower to come loose.

Begging didn’t do it.

Got involved with him looosening those stupid bolts (took two of us,  one under, one over), and then found the started was bad; pulled that and needed to go to Wichita for parts.

Got the parts and grabbed bite at Michey D’s (lousy food) as  we hadn’t had breakfast. Came home and fixed the silly lawn mower.

Half a day shot and the cattle still not picked up from the auction house. Another day of fees having them feed the fellows.

So, I suppose, the calves will spend a week or so over at renters place, which isn’t the best of solutions, while his quarter mile of five strand fence is replaced. And I’m two weeks behind on that pasture he wants me to bush hog.

Equipment problems. Love them.

Wonder if School Principles find teachers equipment.

The household pests is easy.  Cockroaches and mice. No cockroaches I don’t have, mice I do.

The space station is probably the only man made structure in the universe without one or the other, or both of the pests.

Now they are shipping twenty live mice to the space station. What’s that all about? The didn’t have any and want some?

The cockroaches I’m pretty sure they already have. Why introduce mice to such a worry free environment.


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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