Thursday, April 30, 2015

http://askbobrankin.com/whose_car_is_it_anyway.html?awt_l=K3KF3&awt_m=Jw9tg6fJcuP6SL

I’m retired. I do work, however. I own my own place and host cattle, do  odd jobs around others places – just to keep my hand in the water, so to speak. I stay reasonably busy.

I own my equipment. Tractor, trucks, trailers, etc., all bought and paid for.

Then I read this article and found out there are certain things I have done that are illegal, some things I didn’t know my equipment might be able to do, and all of it pissed me off.

I’ll let you read Bob’s article.

The North fence got fixed. We finally had to wear hip waders to get into the creek. Took about twenty minutes, taking our time to bridge the gap. It actually took longer to assemble the materials then it did doing the deed.

The calves are now resting in the shade, in tall grass, and settling in well.

Renter finally admitted that it is the owners responsibility to purchase the materials, and the renter’s to fix the damn fence. Both of us are hard headed enough to make useless points by being obstinate.

Feed bunkers are up, plenty of water in the creek for now, the pump is operational and I’ll get the trough up within a week or so.

All’s well so far.

Except for not being able to receive illegal music down loads on my John Deere tractor – mostly, I think, because I don’t own a John Deere.

Still, the idea pleases me and I speculate.  Then there are the trucks. Umm? Just wondering.

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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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