The Poor Farm

Hedonistic musings from the rural point of view
We do not rent pigs
Well, feed the French and kill the Germans
You made my sphincter eat my underpants

Saturday, May 03, 2014

Bird Watching

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I'm certainly no "birder." I enjoy watching hawks soar and hunt, but I'm not much into using binoculars and.trying to clas...
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Wednesday, April 16, 2014

I'm Sure He Does His Best

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Just guessing mind you - but something tells me that even the most simplified, Sunday school approved tales from the Bible just blow righ...
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Friday, April 11, 2014

Uh Oh

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Trouble in Paradise. Apparently Daddy has to hide out from an increasingly discordant Mommy. The proof is that Jeffy is accustomed to thi...
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Sunday, April 06, 2014

Things That Go Bang!

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My normal policy is not to let everyone know just what I have - I think not paying attention to the reputation that built up helped cost me ...
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Saturday, April 05, 2014

Ignorant Fool

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Adam Zyglis is the editorial cartoonist for the Buffalo News of Buffalo, NY. Just so we know who we are dealing with here. While he i...
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Wednesday, April 02, 2014

I Feel Normal

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My view during the climb for altitude in the King Air "ambulance" Welp, I've been in the hospital again. I still had a l...
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Sunday, March 23, 2014

It's A Hell Of A Life If You Don't Weaken*

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Sorry I haven't posted in a while, but let me explain a few things and maybe y'all will bear with me. When I fell and was hospital...
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I've lived here on The Poor Farm most of my life. Located in western Kansas, where the wind blows - supposedly the Dodge City weather station at the airport has the highest average wind speed in the CONUS. It would be the "sticks" out here if there were any trees, but I like it. I really like the spring - when it is calm, and the smell of the fresh wheat and other plants fill the air with a unique "green" smell. My real love is the fall, when the air is cooling and calm, when you breath the air it is like a drink of cool water. Speaking of cool water, my well produces some mighty good tasting stuff. It is hard water for sure - all the faucets have lime on them, but I'll take it over soft mossy smelling reservoir water from the city any day.
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