Monday, 11 July 2016

Weekly notes from Poopy!

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Hi everyone! Long term readers know me as Poopy the Pomeranian. Although as anyone with half a brain can see, I am actually a sophisticated and very intelligent Swedish Lapphund.
Poopy the Pomeranian (who is actually a Swedish Lapphund) hard at work on this blog entry
Your usual correspondent, Chris, asked me to write this week’s blog because I have had the best week ever. This week it has rained, and then it rained some more. 92.4mm (or 3.6 inches) of rain fell this week to be precise. That rain was totally the best ever situation as I was able to rest and relax inside the comfort of the house all week long! Usually I sleep outside at night, but not this week. I love the rain. Bring it on, I say!

Each evening during the week, the wood fire has been going strong and I was toasty warm. As you can see in the photo above I have superior breeding (edit – Poopy was picked up as a "free to a good home" dog who had apparently been returned three times already due to his 'unique' personality) and a beautiful thick winter coat so I never really feel the cold, unlike the other dogs. Winter is my time!

When the wood heater wasn’t providing its toasty warmth to assist in my relaxation activities, Scritchy the boss dog would take advantage of my natural warmth and sit on me in order to keep warm. This is all very undignified, but it must be remembered that Scritchy is one mean boss dog and so I had to tolerate her proclivities otherwise I’d get a face full of bad attitude - and who wants that? Yup, that Scritchy is one real bad egg, but with a warm bottom.
Scritchy the boss dog warms her bottom on the naturally toasty Poopy during a recent cold snap
This week’s long sleep and relaxation has been well deserved. It is a tough thing being a working farm dog! There are rats to hunt. No matter how many of those rats I kill, there are always more. And they don’t taste very nice. Well, the truth is that I have a special arrangement with Chris who swaps dead rats for beef jerky. Now, beef jerky is tasty – rats, yeah, not so much. Due to my superior intelligence, if the other dogs ever catch a rat, I can confuse the other dogs with my super secret fluffy mind powers and then snatch the dead rat from their jaws and present it to Chris as if I had killed it. That is winning that is and I end up with the beef jerky and praise. The other dogs don't seem to share my joy.

However, the rats are a minor diversion as my true enemies are the wombats, wallabies, and kangaroos. Oh how they tremble in fear at my bark and stealthy approach. During the daylight hours and into the early evenings I run regular boundary patrols looking for any signs of marsupial incursions and dealing with those intruders. It is a tough and thankless job, but some dog has to do it.

Then on Friday morning at day break it all changed because I looked out the window from my comfy position on the bean bag - without exerting too much energy of course as that would be a total waste - and saw that the morning dawned cold and clear. There was even a collection of frost right down in the bottom of the valley. When you are hard at work keeping Scritchy the boss dog warm on the bean bag, the thought of all that cold air down there in the valley sends shivers along your spine.

As the rain had stopped for the day, I unfortunately had to go back to work.
Friday morning the day dawned bright, cold and clear
It wasn’t all bad news though because for some strange reason, Chris was awake at sun up that day, so I had my breakfast even earlier than usual. I love breakfast. Next to my dinner time biscuits, breakfast is the best.

Chris returned home from wherever he went at about lunch time that day and I could smell that he had stopped along the way at a gourmet pie shop. Where is my pie, that’s what I want to know? I would share my breakfast and dog biscuits with Chris if he asked, well maybe I wouldn’t actually do that, but then again I might share them. But then he has to share his gourmet pie first. Yeah, maybe I would share food under those circumstances.
Chris and the editor stopped at a most excellent gourmet pie shop on the recent journey to pick up new raised garden beds
The afternoon that day was glorious as the sun shone with a little bit of warmth, I did some excellent boundary patrol work, I threatened a few rats, and I even noticed that the bees were enjoying the winter sun too. All of the other dogs tell me to be careful with the bees, but I say to those bees: Try and sting me through this thick fur coat, suckers!
The bees decided to enjoy some nice winter sunshine on Friday
As I said, it is hard work being a farm dog, so I assisted Chris with unloading the new steel round raised garden beds.

Poopy assists Chris with the unloading of the new steel round raised garden beds
Assisting with the unloading was total 100% pure fun and I got to enjoy plenty of the Lord of the Rings jokes (edit - Poopy is referring to the round steel rings) at the expense of the other dogs from my elevated position in the bright yellow trailer. My favourite was when I said to the other dogs who were on the ground below me at the time: Three rings to rule them all, losers! (edit - Observant readers will note that in the photo above that Scritchy the boss dog is incredibly angry at Poopy’s usual display of arrogance)

Once the three round steel beds were unloaded from the trailer, Chris and the editor spent the rest of that day and then all of the following day replacing two existing damaged steel beds and installing the remaining ring as a new garden bed. Watching all of that work was exhausting, so I disappeared just in case I became involved in all of that hard work. Anyway, there were plenty of rats to hunt.

From time to time, I stealthily slunk past to see what was going on and here is what I saw:

One of the existing small steel raised beds had been very rusty to begin with, but lately it had almost fallen apart. I had wondered if cocking my leg on that garden bed had sped up the rust. I must also add that the garden bed can barely take my weight because of rust damage. I had to jump up into the bed to hunt for moths and other insects to eat. I don't know why they were so upset about that as I was just trying to help! Anyway, Chris used some sort of electric wheel cutting thing which produced a lot of sparks and quickly removed all of the steel. That left the soil and plants undisturbed. The new and slightly smaller steel ring was then placed over the top of those undisturbed soil and plants. Now I can jump onto the garden bed without fear of being yelled at for collapsing the garden bed!
A round and very rusty steel raised garden bed was cut up and destroyed this week
One of the two larger new round steel raised garden beds was placed in position in the materials unloading area. Last week you may recall that Chris wrote something or other about removing the bed from that location. Apparently, I heard Chris and the editor saying that the location of this new bed will provide more room for unloading materials as the previous raised garden bed was too close and made unloading materials very difficult.
A new raised garden bed was placed into position in the materials unloading area
Chris then dug the area so that the raised bed sat much lower in the ground. I then overheard the editor saying that the raised bed will be planted out to asparagus. Seriously, who eats asparagus? No dog in their right mind would eat asparagus. Yuk! Now if only they could grow beef jerky in those garden beds, I’d be much more interested!
The new raised garden bed was planted out with 10 asparagus crowns
Then the final new steel ring was used to replace an existing raised garden bed that was too big for its location. That bed has pleasant memories for me because that was where the normally-goody-two-shoes-stay-out-of-trouble-at-all-costs member of the dog collective, Sir Scruffy, got into serious trouble because he was stupid enough to be caught burying his bone in this bed and had destroyed all of the seedlings. Too bad, so sad. Sucks to be you, dude!
The final new large steel raised garden bed replaced an existing steel ring which will be reused later for onions or potatoes
Then after a lot of hard work, it was all done and Chris smelled really good because he was covered in sticky and very wet manure.
The new steel raised garden beds were now in their final positions
It wasn’t all work this week because out in the forest on patrol I dug up an awesome joint bone. It was the best, and all of these free bones that I keep finding keep my teeth bright white and sharp.
On forest boundary patrol Poopy discovered and retrieved this unidentified joint bone
But, the best find of all was a dead goat horn. Yum! There was a bit of fighting over that horn with the other dogs, which naturally I won. Naturally this was after Scritchy the boss dog had chewed on it for a while.
The dogs brought back a dead goat horn over the past few days
I have a little confession to make here. I like apples. Apples are yum! And over the past few days Chris and the editor purchased a box of seconds apples from a nearby orchard. Some of those apples, being seconds, were a little bit dodgy, so instead of feeding them all to me, Chris cut them up, blitzed them and turned them into Apple Cider vinegar. What a total waste, I could have eaten all of them.
Chris cuts up and blitzes seconds apples that were a bit too dodgy and turns the resulting mash into Apple Cider vinegar
Apple cider vinegar is produced in a bucket here with just apples, yeast and water
Chris took me out for a drive this week to the local café because I am a sophisticated canine of superior breeding. Along the way we noticed that with all of the recent rainfall, the local river had begun flowing again. As I well know, the creek at the very bottom of the property has been flowing for a few months now, but I guess it takes a very long time for that water to work its way down to the valley below from here.
The view from one side of the bridge across the local river looking north
The view across the other side of the bridge looking south provides a remarkable contrast to that rather swampy looking ground.
The view from the other side of the bridge across the local river looking south
As an observant and intelligent canine, I realise that planting some of the local tree species in very damp locations such as drains and next to waterways is probably not a good idea as they fail to put down strong tap roots and/or cope with the damp soil. And sometimes they fall over (Edit - all trees eventually fall over) like this one that I spotted not too far from here which was in very damp soil. I’m glad I was nowhere near that one when it fell over.
A nearby tree in very damp soil fell over in the heavy winds this week
I do hope that you have enjoyed my story and Chris has informed me that he will be back next week!

The temperature outside now at about 7.00pm is 7.6’C (45.7’F). So far this year there has been 557.4mm (21.9 inches) which is up from last week’s total of 465.0mm (18.3 inches).

Solar PV Statistics (from 4.6kW of installed PV panels)

Tuesday – 5th July Batteries started at 57% full and 0.5kW was generated that day (this was the worst day on record – ever)
Wednesday – 6th July Batteries started at 50% full and 0.9kW was generated that day
Thursday – 7th July Batteries started at 43% full and 1.1kW was generated that day
Friday – 8th July Batteries started at 38% full and 9.1kW was generated that day
Saturday – 9th July Batteries started at 47% full and 6.4kW was generated that day
Sunday – 10th July Batteries started at 51% full and 1.1kW was generated that day
Monday- 11th July Batteries started at 43% full and 3.2kW was generated that day

58 comments:

Cherokee Organics said...

Hi Pam,

Nice to read that you are up for the challenge. Seriously, that lot is strong stuff. I really did try hard too. 100, 99, 98... then nothing... then waking up to hear the most ludicrous statement. Apparently when my girlfriend and mum visited me after the operation I seemed to rather enjoy wiggling my toes at them and it was apparently very funny to me at the time! May you enjoy the journey as much.

Yeah, soft food and soups really are the way to go after the surgery. You know, one of my stitches was pulled slightly too tight and it did ache, but nowadays they have the dissolving stitches so you should be good.

I'm sending you lots of positive energy and wishes. Plus I do hope that you enjoyed Poopy's little take over of the blog! ;-)!

Cheers

Chris

Cherokee Organics said...

Hi Lewis,

Oh yeah, you are so correct. Plus nobody seems to ask the hard question: Does this stuff that I've just made with this super duper gizmo thingee taste OK?

Down here they have been plugging some sort of a pressure cooker, do it all, thingee called a Thermomix or something like that. To my mind it appears to be horrendously expensive, but people love these things. I just don't get it at all. As you say: it is a target rich environment. Yes, I have wondered about the oh so very 70's fondue sets. I've never consumed a fondue. But yeah I hear you about the thrift shops and they will most certainly enjoy the benefits of your kitchen plunder. I reckon that is how I picked up the spaghetti maker which is beautifully engineered but was only $20 – clearly a wedding present gone horribly wrong.

I tend to grade these things on how useful they actually are. I will admit that I'm very concerned for my peanut butter maker as I really love peanut butter - without all of the extra added stuff.

By the way, I'm very impressed that you took the pickled beetroot burger challenge. Total 100% respect. I love pickled beetroot in burgers. It is like a whole new world. One day grasshopper you may find yourself consuming sauerkraut in your burgers? Fermented foods are the whole next level! ;-)!

Yeah, I enjoyed Paul and went to the cinema to see it. Lots of fun and Seth Rogen nailed that alien character. Hmmm, haven't seen Worlds end though - will add it to the list. Hey, hope you are well enough next month to see the new Star Trek film when it is released and then there is next January when the new show called "Star Trek" is released? We must swap notes! Kevin Smith is good and Clerks 2 was a favourite, so very wrong and so very right. Yes, Kelly is the donkey... Say no more!

Really? It is interesting to read that from time to time, the academics saying that they just don't know. I never quite realised just how the tale of Gilgamesh was until very recently. I guess obtaining funding in the sciences is a dicey thing. I've never really known the comfort of stable employment, but the thought of having to re-apply for your job (i.e. funding) every three years as a scientist would leave me feeling very cold and unloved.

Yeah, that makes sense. It does make you wonder why everything is stashed and stored? I would have thought that distributing the spoils would assist with the financing of the overall endeavour and not leave a giant and centralised target for plunder in later years? Dunno.

cont...

Cherokee Organics said...

Well there is always next time. I haven't travelled far since last century either. Travel is hideously expensive and there are better things to dispose of my surplus wealth on, is what I figure anyway. I may well be wrong in that thought though? Seriously the whole tourism industry could disappear and I wouldn't be too unhappy.

Speaking of music, I heard the Pogues - Dirty Old Town the other day on the radio and I hadn't heard it for years and it was still stirring today. I have very fond memories of Dire Straits - Telegraph Road from when I was a teenager. The album Love over Gold was exceptional and told many stories.

Oh, so I reckon that is about a 99 for you then? Hehe!!! Seriously, I really tried hard and got to 98 before slipping into the arms of Morpheus as you so correctly put it. I usually sleep very soundly, but last night after watching a live televised debate called the "War on Young" I had trouble and woke with many thoughts in the wee small hours. Not good.

Well I do hope that it is not too much trouble bringing you back? Still unpleasant things do happen and I have seen this firsthand. Luck plays a role in our lives and we are sometimes in the hands of sharp eyed specialists. I am personally glad that your cyst was spotted. What are two teeth when it comes to that sort of thing anyway?

Exactly, you face risk if you do but you are dammed for sure if you don't. A long time ago, a local guy asked me whether adding mulch to fruit trees increased the potential damage due to the fire risk and I sort of replied, yeah, but by not mulching the trees the sun and poor soils will definitely seal their fate. Your teeth and jaw are like that predicament.

Haha! Welcome to my world of cooking and then cooking some more and lots of washing up to boot. Today, I baked bread, a weeks supply of muesli and then a huge batch of dog biscuits. Yeah, small meals are the way to go, sorry to say. It all comes down to a bit of research and what you can live with, but honestly I have a huge supply of fresh greens for most of the year and that is what I eat. Plus have you ever considered eating some fresh herbs? It is not like you can't grow herbs and fresh sprouts in any spot inside an apartment kitchen even. Fresh sprouts are, well yeah, they are rabbit food, but they're really very good for you and I find them to be quite tasty. Alfalfa is a favourite. Plus mushrooms. Yum!

Yeah, the expectations during those days were much simpler indeed weren't they? Have you ever read any good first hand accounts of the Depression era? So many authors tend towards stereotypes and clichés when it comes to writing about those times that I suspect they are writing about their own times, but I can't really know for sure. I've read some local histories about those days and in between all of the poverty and stuff they are also having some enjoyable times and that is largely forgotten, but it is in the background of some of those stories and not the foreground.

Hope you enjoyed the guest blog tonight!!! Oh, it was fun to write.

Cheers

Chris

Cherokee Organics said...

Hi Hazel,

Yeah, I had become so used to relying on them for just so many long years. They really were good too and had everything in one place. Still, who knows what the future may offer?

Nice to read that you too make homemade bread. It is very good isn't it? I'm a bit dubious of the mass produced commercial stuff nowadays, but there are a lot of places that offer really good quality artisan loaves too.

The wood oven is awesome to bake fresh bread in too as the wood oven is a very gentle heat, but it has to be monitored as there are no thermostats on the heat.

Thank you for the +1 too. :-)!

Cheers

Chris

orchidwallis said...

Hello Chris

I understand that you have not had success with short stories for AD but I reckon that you have the makings here of a very good children's book about a dog.

Anaesthetics: I have only once had a general one and reckon that I went out instantly. However, giving birth the first time, I was given a gas and air machine. The theory was that as you got dopey, your hand would stop pressing it. My immediate thought was 'want to bet!' I was correct, they had to remove it from me.

@Pam and Lew

I wish you both successful and not too traumatic ops.

Inge

Cherokee Organics said...

Hi Inge,

Thank you. I really appreciate that.

I enjoy writing most about what I know and can see and feel. I've known Poopy for a long time and so can get into his head space. I may try writing this blog post from the perspective of a wombat one day! That would be fun.

Oh, spare a thought for the poor wombats. The other night when the rain had been pouring out of the sky for a few days, I went out to check all of the drainage systems to make sure that they were working correctly and I almost tripped over not one, but two wombats! The poor things were hungry enough that they were out in that weather and I really felt for them and scurried away quickly so that they could get on with their wombat like business. They can sleep in their toasty dry burrows for up to three days whilst such storm rages on above their heads, so they must have been very hungry. Fortunately there is plenty for them to eat here.

Haha! That is funny! Well done you. Who would have thought that the doctors would have removed the controls from your grasp. Have they no empathy, I ask you? :-)! Thanks for the laugh.

You know it is still raining here now and it looks as though another low will formed on the northern east coast. I do hope that your daughter over in SA was OK? They had even bigger storms there over the past few days.

Cheers

Chris

Pam in Virginia said...

Hi, Poopy!

Ghost of Bob Super Crazy here. First, make a note of this: The Humans need you, so be sure that you stay on, even after the original you has turned into worm food. That is how I can comment to you in the here and now. Plus, I am borrowing a laptop like you did.

Glad to hear about your rain, especially as it has no opportunity to bother me at all any more. I beg to differ about the wood fires. Those things can be scary! I am assuming that They never put any pine wood in yours? It pops!

It is clear to me that you, Poopy, are in reality the Real Boss Dog. It was very thoughtful of you to let Scritchy think that she is in charge by letting her keep you warm. You're a nice guy.

Your superior intelligence shows itself in every moment. I can recognize that because I have superior intelligence, also. Just ask me. It is good to be a member of the Secret Fluffy Mind Powers Society. I assume that you know the secret tail wag? I always had a bit of trouble with it myself as my tail is only 1 inch long.

The Humans would trade me beef jerky if I would stop talking. Dumb old humans - I could always just start talking again. We rarely have rats. I had to make do with squirrels. They climb trees better than I do. Unfair advantage. I'm with you on the marsupials. Our marsupials don't have pouches. We call them deer. We also have ground hogs. Both are nuisances and I do my best to keep them in line.

I think that you must punish that Chris person for not bringing you some pie. Hmmm ... we are too mature and sophisticated to eat shoes, and I'm not sure that you want to rust out any more steel garden beds . . . have a good think about it.

I see that you helped that Chris person (even though he brought you no pie) unload the new steel beds. And you were able - even as you worked so diligently - to keep that Scritchy and Toothy in line. WE know who's really Boss Dog! It is good that you are well-read, too (all those evenings by the fire, I imagine). Those other dumb canines probably didn't even catch your "ring" references.

You know, with your superior intelligence, as well as being a member of the Secret Fluffy Mind Powers Society, I expect that if you really put your mind to it, you can convince the Humans to grow at least one bed of beef jerky. It's the least They can do. But there those Humans go - not sharing again. First the pie, then the apples. At least you set a good example by sharing your goat horn. They ought to be more like Us.

You stay safe and watch out for falling trees and mark a rat or two with my name. Hope to hear from you again soon.

Bob

Pam in Virginia said...

@ Inge:

Thanks!

Pam

LewisLucanBooks said...

Yo, Poopy - Oh, I've always thought you looked sophisticated and intelligent. Suave and de-bone-r, too! :-) I also like the rain. An inside day and I don't have to work in the yard ... with a clear conscience! I'm sure you're thick coat will keep the bees off, but remember to cover your nose! Sneaky bees! You ought to come visit. I have a bumper crop of apples, and you could eat all you want. And, there's a dog that lets me stay here, named Beau. He's not really mine, but I take care of him. So, he's like a nephew. I'm sure he'd share his very spacious dog house that is full of nice clean straw. I think you'd like it here. Beef jerky grows on trees! Lew

Yo, Chris - Oh, most of the stuff made with gizmos tastes ok. It's just the clean up. Seems like they all have sharp parts or nooks and crannies that are hard to get at. A spoon, a knife. So straightforward and easy to clean. Fondue seems to be making a comeback. There's been a few articles in the food magazines. I made another big bean salad last night. The local blueberries are coming in and I picked up a couple of pounds to freeze. Probably pick up more, this week. The blackberries are just beginning to turn color. And (drum roll please) the mushroom kit is producing, again. Well, being of part German extraction, sauerkraut was a big part of growing up. What's better than sausage on a bun with sauerkraut and mustard? Oh, I intend to have an extensive indoor garden, when I move.

Kevin Smith's "Dogma". Not family friendly or for the religiously inclined, but I found it pretty funny. An author who's an "equal opportunity offender" is Alexi Sherman. He's a Native American man, from the Pacific Northwest who has written a number of books that offend caucasians, offend Native Americans, offend just about everybody :-). I love his stuff. :-). Also, he, I think, directed two movies. "The Business of Fancy Dancing" and "Smoke Signals." Smoke Signals has a character named Thomas Builds a Fire. One of the most enduring characters I've seen in a long time. Thomas is also in several of his books. Cont.

"War on the Young." Yeah, there seems to be a bit of a media push to drive a wedge between the generations.

LewisLucanBooks said...

Cont. Sometimes, often these days, all the choices are bad. Stuff does happen. But, at least it's gotten me up off my tuches and I have a meeting tomorrow with a funeral director to pre plan (and pre pay) my ... final deposition? Also going to pull my will together and get some medical directives in place. Something I've been meaning to do, and I think it should be done before I "get the gas" and go under the knife. :-)

Let's see. Books on the Depression. Well, of course, fiction wise, it's hard to beat Steinbeck's "Grapes of Wrath." Non fiction? Studs Terkel's "Hard Times." I may think of more.

Well, I was up before dawn this morning to round up the chickens and take them to their new home. And, as my Prophetic Idaho Chicken Goddess predicted, one got away. :-). I sold them to one of the library ladies that I've known for years. Turns out she doesn't live to far from me. Got a little $$ for the hens and all their supplies and left over feed. She lost all her chickens but one, last winter to coyotes. Her nephews helped her beef up security, and now she has a chicken fortress. I think they'll be happy there. Plenty of room to roam and a huge run.

I'd planned to do it, when I have to move. But, it seemed like a good time with the surgery coming up, and all. Just one less thing to deal with when the time comes. I'll catch naughty chicken sometime this week and take her to rejoin her sisters. I gave their new owner short bios on the one's who have some personality. Had a cuppa with Colleen. She's kind of off grid. Has electricity, but could do without it. Water from a spring. Does most of her cooking on a great old wood stove. That's also her heat. The place belonged to her grandmother. Lew

margfh said...

Hi Chris,

Poppy is one outstanding guest blogger!! Leo and Salve share a bed when it's cold too though Salve's always the one who horns in. Leo now has a sheet on the couch and really enjoys stretching out there. It's also the closest spot to the fire.

It's chipmunks here instead of rats and both dogs spend hours hunting them though only Salve catches them. Deer antlers are a favorite around here.

Seriously animals are too much fun. Just the other day I was feeding the chickens their Japanese beetles that I now collect from my garden plants. Mudge, our male cat, was heading their way meowing loudly and was going to walk right through the flock. Well one of the larger hens stood in his path and they had a stare down for a couple minutes and it was Mudge who backed off.

Still no more sign of predators so everyone's calming down and getting back to normal.

The meat chickens (AKA Frankenbirds) have at least doubled in size in five days. They poop so much I have to apply fresh bedding twice a day. I'm also brooding our 10 turkey poults with them as they all came on the same day. Now you're not supposed to do that but I've done it for 5 years now and it works well. The turkeys will all stay in their present pen and the meat chickens will go out in the chicken tractor. I can't say I'm looking forward to hauling that thing around but it's only for 4 weeks or so. Some of the issues the Cornish Cross have are heart attacks, bad legs and often develop a metabolic disorder, ascites, which is because their organs don't always grow fast enough to keep up with the rest of the body. The birds look fine until about 5 - 6 weeks and then their combs become purple and they gasp for breath. They are really meant to be raised in a climate control building and are the breed in the industrial farms. They've done fairly well the last couple years so we'll see...

Margaret

margfh said...

Lew and Pam,
Best of luck with the dental procedures.
Pam, are your wisdom teeth impacted? When I had mine out many years ago I only had Novocaine but they weren't impacted.

Margaret

Coco said...

Hail and well met Poopy, Ratsbane of the land Down under! I, Breogán, bonecrusher of the Kingdom of Galicia salute you.

Good job on those rats! You do your viking ancestors honor. I don´t know what a wombat is, but if I saw one, I would certainly bark at it. We don´t have rats, lately. I´ve heard whispers that there were, in olden times before my arrival, but probably my magnificent presence has scared them all away. We have rabbits - nasty fast creatures with gnawing teeth and fluffy tails. I am ever vigilent against their incursions. They´re sneaky too, digging and wriggling and dashing under things where I cannot fit my splendid physique.

I have not tried beef jerky, but I love beef bones. I have an elaborate coded system of burial, requiring moving them all several times a week to new, secret locations, just to fool potential thieves. You know what I mean, as I see you have retrieved a carefully hidden prize for yourself.

Is there anything more alluring than the smell of manure? Sublime. Someone spread some over a field a few houses down and I celebrated by immersing myself in it´s pungent glory. Humans don´t appreciate it at all, even though it´s them that spreads it around on the ground. My person was very loud when she realized what I´d done. I bet your human smelled lovely.

Anyway, cheers to you, Poopy Pomeranian, Ratsbane, lap-hound from the land down under. Keep up the good work. Must go, the sofa is calling.

Yours, etc. Breogán, Bonecrusher, Celtic Cur.

Cherokee Organics said...

Greetings Ghost of Bob Super Crazy,

Firstly, I like the name, it gives your mojo serious force! I'm feeling your spirit energy even here down under Bob Super Crazy. Keyboards are excellent things for us fluffy folk. I can disclose this secret to you Ghost of Bob Super Crazy, I am likewise infused with the spirit of the original boss fluff and also boss fat, both of whom were most excellent dogs and inhabit the orchard even today chasing the out of order marsupials. I hear you bro!

Yes, of course rain is no problem to you. An Antarctic blast has hit here with full force today, carrying the distinct smell of snow and penguins - I have a sensitive nose, you know - and it is way cold outside. I can tell you this: I once saw boss dog Scritchy - her of the small stature and the way bad attitude - get burned hair when hot coals fell out of the fire and she was too roasted to scuttle away in time. That was funny! Of course, spitting burning pine would make for an exciting evenings entertainment and I do not doubt that you were nimble and remained mostly unburnt.

Thank you for recognising my natural canine superiority and generosity. Unfortunately Scritchy does not share this point of view and makes for many difficulties.

Oh, the secret tail wag is complex to master, but I can tell that you have indeed mastered this despite the shortened tail, which is of course no hindrance to a superior breed like yourself. Of course, I am unable to practice this secret tail wag in the presence of the other dogs. Here, my superior intelligence, which you of course share, the other dogs are always in my business. Sometimes Poopy, requires Poopy time, and alas the lesser dogs do not understand my complex ways!

Yes, I agree, the humans are very dumb. And if I may suggest, talking is an excellent method to obtain a regular supply of beef jerky. My boss human is not so smart and he fell for my cunning plan of extracting beef jerky every morning if only I was to stop talking during the night. I am far smarter than he, and if he ever was to forget my agreement, I show him who the boss is because like you, I can talk and talk and then talk some more. It is a gift.

Those naughty squirrels! Oh, if only we could climb trees, the stories we would tell. Yes, we have deer too and occasionally horses here. They're not as smart as you and I and you can tell that because they have such small heads. I boss them around and tell them who is boss. And they listen. Ground hogs sound like fun! I sometimes play with echidna's and they are tough as they just start burying themselves. That is no fun. Yes, keep them in line we must!

Maybe, we could eat the shoes and rust out the garden beds. I like your thinking. Give me pie or else the shoes will cop it! That might just work. Chris must be punished for this unforgiveable fooding oversight.

Yes, they did look at me blankly when I startled Scritchy and Toothy with my well read witticisms! Those dogs, they missed out, as they were too busy cooking their heads in front of the fire to delve into proper literature...

Those humans keep all the best stuff for themselves. It is unreasonable that they do not grow a bed of beef jerky. I'm now using my Secret Fluffy Mind Powers to turn this unreasonableness to my advantage somehow. There has to be an angle somewhere?

Thank you, you stay safe too and keep away from those floodwaters. I will extract a number of rats in payment for the most recent deprivations of the squirrels and ground hogs in your land.

Peace, brother Ghost of Bob Super Crazy.

Poopy

Cherokee Organics said...

Hi Lewis,

Poopy says thank you for recognising his superior intelligence and all round sophistication! He very much enjoyed the correspondence and also the opportunity to pen a guest post. He says that he never thought about the nose being unprotected from the naughty bees and that this may be a bit more than a minor oversight. He also added that when Scritchy was stung by the bees it was very funny as she puffed up like a blow fish! Beau is also clearly one of the Secret Fluffy Mind Powers Society and Poopy would very much enjoy the company of another member of that crew! Yes, he probably would like it at your place. Certainly he would attempt to boss the mules around whilst challenging their naturally stubborn natures.

Oh my goodness, Poopy now believes that beef jerky grows on trees... This belief is going to be hard to shake loose!

Hey, speaking of inside days, today an Antarctic blast of super cold air hit here. I'll tell you what, it is cold as here and outside tonight it is just above the freezing point of water and snow fell this afternoon whilst I was supervising the chickens in the orchard. The chickens did not seem impressed by the brief snowfall! It is still lightly falling but nothing is settling on the ground. I worked inside today and it was just nice sometimes to watch the snow falling. Lovely!

You are so spot on about that. Of course things taste nice, but the clean up - as you rightly point out - is a total nightmare. I have an electric bowl mixer and I have broken the beaters a few times, but nowadays I just go manual with a wooden spoon and a large stainless steel bowl as I can turn more dog biscuit mix than the electric one can. And to purchase one that can handle the quantities I process is a very expensive and commercial bit of kitchen kit.

I guess one day I may see a fondue, but I'm not holding my breath. Oh, the bean salad is awesome, and always tastier the next day once it ferments a little bit. Yum! I do envy you your blueberries. And blackberries are the tastiest of all of the berries - and it makes an excellent jam too. Nice to hear that the mushroom kit is producing again. What are your thoughts on why it started producing again? Ha! That is funny. My dinner has French lentils, vegetables and rice, but now you have me dreaming of bratwurst sausages with sauerkraut. Out of curiosity, did your folks make the sauerkraut or did they purchase it?

Ha! I like the idea of an "equal opportunity offender" for an author. If nobody is happy then perhaps the right outcome was achieved? Thanks for the references too. The reading list is getting rather long. I received the novel Empire Falls in the mail a few days back too. I'm rather regretting starting the complete fairy tales...

I guess so, although it is rarely spoken about down here. I worry about the sheer inequality of some of the economic policies that are being pursued down here as they are really skewed in favour of a small minority of the population. I doubt very much that anyone reading this blog or the ADR benefits from those policies.

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Cherokee Organics said...

Getting ones affairs in order is a laudable activity to do. I actually respect the effort you put into it as you acknowledge the awful reality that things sometimes go wrong. You'd be surprised at how rare that ability is. Going under is always risky, that's life. In your case I'd have to suggest that not going under carries risks too. As you say, sometimes there is no good option and you have navigate the least worst choice.

Speaking of which, I broke this morning and ran the generator for the first time in three years to put a bit of extra charge into the batteries. If the Antarctic blast hadn't arrived after so many days of almost no sun. I tell you what, anyone who gambles the future on purely renewable energy really needs their head read. Of course we will eventually use renewables because that is all that we will have access too! ;-)!

Thanks for your thoughts. I haven't read: The Grapes of Wrath and I suspect that this lack should be corrected.

That is very thoughtful that you have arranged quality housing for your chickens. You really are wrapping up loose ends. Did you discover the escapee chicken? Chickens do not like their routines being upset and you really did that. They sound as if they are going to a very good place.

Colleen sounds OK to me.

Now that you are seriously considering the worst case scenario, have you given any thought to what may happen to you if the worst case scenario occurs?

Cheers

Chris

Cherokee Organics said...

Hi Margaret,

Poopy sends thanks to you, your family and Leo and Salve and he is glad that he could entertain you!

Out of curiosity, I was wondering whether Leo is smarter of the two given that he scored the bedding closest to the fire? It is so cold here tonight because of the Antarctic blast that they will all happily sleep inside. Scritchy has the closest spot to the wood heater.

Yeah, it is funny how some dogs are better at hunting than other dogs? Poopy really is chief rat hunter here even though he spends the least amount of time at that particular pursuit. Oh my, the dogs would have a huge amount of fun with deer antlers.

Animals are too funny. Mudge is a great name for a tomcat too. I miss having a cat as they're absolutely full of personality. The tomcat "Puss-in-boots" in the animated Shrek films was hysterical as the writers captured the essence of all things feline.

Glad to hear that things are settling down. The wind has been quite strong over the past few days and would you believe that that has impacted the egg count? I'm back down to about two per day.

That makes sense about the Cornish Cross as the benefits would come with costs. I reckon if they are meat birds and you intend to cull them at a young age, well that probably isn't a bad idea. Has anyone tried to breed a similar species but with less congenital problems and a slightly slower growth rate? I've never visited a commercial poultry farm, but your birds are in total paradise from everything I've ever read or seen about those commercial facilities. I tend to pick species based on egg production and diversity and it always surprises me how each of the different breeds have different personalities, meat and egg production. I'm still learning I guess, but they all generate a lot of manure which is great for the orchard!

Cheers

Chris

Cherokee Organics said...

Greetings and salutations Breogán, bonecrusher of the Kingdom of Galicia!

Your name strikes fear into the hearts of the worst of the worst rabbits and they tremble and wet themselves at your approach. This I know because the marsupials do that here. This is of course because we are superior canine specimens and the interlopers recognise this intuitively.

Wombats are fearsome beasties about the size of a small pig, but they are smart and sneaky and they have this hard plate over their back end which you must avoid at all costs. Wombats also dig and burrow and I must always be careful not to be caught in a burrow with a live wombat. Of course a dead wombat will provide much food, bones and yummy smells. I would share this bounty of dead wombat with you my friend Breogán, bonecrusher!

Beef jerky is very good and I am told by reliable sources that they grow on trees! But beef bones are better, much better. I am salivating (edit - dribbling on the floor) thinking about your beef bones. Yes, your program to foil would be thieves - and you never know with those dastardly rabbits - is good. Sir Scruffy does most of the burying and then he retrieves them when they have had the correct amount of fermenting?

Absolutely sublime. Those naughty humans must be punished for their churlish behaviour! How can they not understand the rich and complex perfume that is fresh manure caked onto ones splendid mane? It is outrageous that you were cleaned and you probably ended up smelling like flowers. Yuk. I hate flowers too. My human smelled good that day, but he is weak and washed all of that juicy goodness off his person. Pah, humans!

I am inside tonight enjoying the perquisites of a Scritchy free bean bag. An Antarctic blast is raging outside the window. It makes for pleasant watching from the comfort of the bean bag with the wood fire going. Yes, happy days indeed!

Respect my friend Breogán, bonecrusher of the Kingdom of Galicia!

Poopy, ratsbane of down under!

Pam in Virginia said...

@ Margaret:

Thank you for your best wishes. No, my wisdom teeth are not impacted, but I have decided to agree with the doctor that I "would not think too kindly of him" after the procedure if I don't have anesthetic. It's all four of them at once. I don't want him to take his mind off of his job by worrying about me bolting for the door.

I love reading about your chickens. I quite miss ours.

Pam

Pam in Virginia said...

@ Breogan, Bonecrusher of the Kingdom of Galicia:

I would like to meet you mate, were all of me still in this world! I must assume that you are a fellow member of the Secret Fluffy Mind Powers Society? A secret tail wag to you!

Ghost of Bob Super Crazy

Pam in Virginia said...

@ Poopy, Ratsbane of Down Under:

I laugh with you, fellow member of the SFMPS, at the memory of smoldering Scritchy! Vengeance is yours!

Ghost of Bob Super Crazy

LewisLucanBooks said...

Yo, Chris - Well, beef jerky does grow on trees here! It's America! And, the streets are paved with gold, I have some rather damp land in Florida on offer, and a nice bridge in Brooklyn :-) . I'll have the nice Nigerian prince drop around with the prospectus.

Ohhhh. More snow for you! Always nice to be able to spend it inside and watch it come down. Me, all the time. You, on occasion. It's so nice when you don't have to get out in it and go somewhere. I know about arctic blasts. You from the Antarctic ... me from the North Pole. But ours can linger for a couple of weeks ... but usually no snow, as it's "too cold to snow." We didn't have much of that, last year, but now that things seem to be getting back to "normal", weather wise, I suppose we'll have some, this winter. When I was driving back from town, this morning, Even though it was overcast from horizon to horizon, it was solid clouds of all different textures. The colors ran from the whitest whites to the darkest grays and everything in between. It was really very pretty.

Yes, the blackberries are very good. But the seeds! Seems like anytime I eat them, then it's a go around with floss, dental picks and a round of gum. The mushroom kit had instructions for a second flush. Soaking the whole thing in a bucket of water, weighted down with a plate as they tend to float. Well, my folks never made sauerkraut, but my grandparents did. But, by the time the 50s rolled around, everyone was eating it out of cans. I want to give it a try. Seems pretty straightforward.

Worst case scenario? Well, I suppose I die :-). That's why I'm getting all my ducks in a row. Something I've been thinking about, and this just gets me moving. Spent the morning with the nice funeral director. Boy, was that pricey! Even for a simple
"shovel me in a box and shovel me in the ground." It's all prepaid, now, so no surprises. The rest of this week I'll be working on a will and getting medical directives. So, if I end up in a coma, my mate Scott can direct them to "pull the plug." Even minor surgeries can have bad outcomes. We just never hear about them, unless your a celebrity. Joan Rivers is a case in point. Cont.

LewisLucanBooks said...

Cont. I think my chickens belong to the Secret Feathered Mind Powers Society. So strange. The day before I scooped them up .... well, everything was the same routine. But they didn't lay a single egg. I was getting 3 and 4 a day. Yes, I caught runaway hen. I went out early this morning and scooped her off the perch and popped her in a chicken crate. She nailed the back of my hand hard enough to draw blood. I was going to the Men's Meeting tonight, which starts at 7 and Colleen gets off of work at the library at 6. It's close to the meeting. So, that will work out well. A swap in the parking lot :-).

Seems like here, there's all kinds of "The War on _____". Just fill in the blank to advance whatever agenda you please. Christmas, Christians, Gun Rights, Drugs. Here, it's more against elders and social security ... because the right wing has been trying, for a long time, to privatize social security. Hand it all over to Wall Street. I'm sure that will work out well :-). I read something interesting, yesterday. I didn't realize that the student loan mess is, in part, because Sally Mae, which was the government agency that used to do the student loans was privatized, back in the early 90s. It became "for profit." Well, we can add that to a long list I'm composing in my head. Large parts of the Postal System, the appeal process for Medicare, on line tax reporting. Us rank and file just never hears about this stuff until after the fact. It's usually tacked onto some other innocuous bill. Buried in the fine print.

Our Senate is almost done pounding out an bill on GMO labeling. Apparently, a manufacturer doesn't have to just state on the package that's it's got some GMO parts. It can be in the QR code (those funny little square barcodes. Wondered what they were called) "...so that consumers could scan that code with their smart phones." As if everyone has those. Or, it can be on their website, or, you can call a toll free number. Convenient, no? :-).

I saw your post over on the ADR. Just some unsolicited advice. Connect with people (thank you E. M. Forster) but try and detach from all these issues you can't do anything about. Losing sleep is not good. I'm seeing more and more of JMG's ideas and thoughts out in the rest of the world. Maybe not from him directly, but there seems to be a small groundswell of .... awakening. More and more I'm steering away from books and DVDs that I classify, in my own head as "Oh, ain't it awful." Stuff I can't do anything about. Yes, I want to be informed ... but not made angry or frightened. I just do what I can in my little corner of the world and try and call it good. Lew

Cherokee Organics said...

Hi Lewis,

We're almost real time here! I got up early this morning to check out the snow! Oh my, I have never seen so much snow here for a very long time. I don't believe the chickens will like it very much!!! The dogs are wondering what all this stuff on the ground is...

Will speak later.

Cheers

Chris

Cherokee Organics said...

Greetings and salutations Ghost of Bob Super Crazy,



Too bad, so sad for Scritchy boss dog of the currently warm bottom, but previously burned coat! The Klingons ripped an old saying and took for their own: Revenge is a dish best served cold!!! Hehe! Scritchy must learn to move faster when the wood fire box door is opened.

Please send best wishes to your pet human for her upcoming wisdom tooth extraction.

Poopy

Hi Pam,

Oh, it snowed a lot here today. I have not seen so much snow here for many long years. It was a whole lot of fun. Of course it is a rare occurrence here and not a usual winter event. I hope all of the plants are OK. I'll try and update the little photo on the corner of the blog over the next few hours, but will save the best photos for the next blog. Hope your summer is going OK and as Ghost of Bob Super Crazy may have channelled to you: Best wishes for your upcoming wisdom tooth extraction.

Cheers

Chris

Cherokee Organics said...

Hi Lewis,

Hehe! I have to make sure that Poopy is not looking over my shoulder. He already believes that beef jerky grows on trees and we must not encourage further delusions! Hehe! Thanks for the laugh.

What surprised me about the whole GFC and housing price crash in 2008 was that swampy land in Florida really did figure in that. I mean didn't that same thing also happen in 1929 just before the Great Depression?

I knew of someone who fell for the whole Nigerian Oil scam. Seriously, people really do fall for that one, although how they do seems to be way beyond my poor brain.

Yeah, the snow this morning was as heavy as I have seen for many long years. Because the snow is so novel here, I got up very early and just walked around in it. Poopy was (hardly surprisingly) the only dog to enjoy the experience. The others were looking at me as if the cold was some sort of personal affront and they quickly scuttled back inside. Beau would have been a proper dog about it all!

Lingering for weeks, sounds very unpleasant. This one from the south pole was only for one day. Clouds are really attractive and I can see how the old timers projected shapes and meaning onto them. Glad to hear that your weather is getting back to normal in your part of the world. Things down here seem to be going from one extreme to another.

Yeah, sorry forgot about the seeds in your blackberries. There are so many varieties as they hybridise easily. Your mission should you choose to accept it... Floss is good. In the very unlikely event of the zombie apocalypse, the one thing I would actually miss is dental floss. That stuff is good.

Of course, the soaking would be good for the production of more mushrooms. Apparently, they enjoy a change of ambient temperature too. Out of curiosity, do you keep your mushroom log out of the sunlight? I use that plate technique with the olives when I'm soaking them in brine. Works a treat!

Planning ahead for the worst case scenario seems like common sense, although not to get all gloomy as you are apparently still alive. I'll chuck in some "dead" pan humour... Yes, people are dying to get into the funeral business... And the cemetery is located in the dead centre of town... Apologies for my sense of humour. Are funerals really that expensive? Wow. I heard a radio program on DIY funerals recently. I can track it down if you are at all curious?

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Cherokee Organics said...

Fair enough about the medical directive. Very sensible. I suspect that it would be unpleasant being dead, but still somehow alive. I wonder about the ethics of that situation. It is very complex and highly emotive. The Joan Rivers surgery story made for uncomfortable reading. Doctors are people and they mess things up from time to time. I do hope that you are not stressing yourself out? You don't have to tell me that doctors make mistakes, I have firsthand experience (not me) of a misdiagnosis which proved to be a much bigger mistake.

They know - it is how you looked thoughtfully the day before! ;-)! Glad to hear that you got the escapee. That hen drop off sounds like very dodgy business. Try not to look too shifty when you hand the box with the hen over to your chicken lady.

What? No way. Wow. That is just wrong. Imagine trying to run social security services for a profit. Wow. The possible incentives not to pay and collect bonuses is just so very wrong. I always wonder at what point that governments forgot that they are there to provide services to the population. Where does the profit motive fit into services? Wow. Down here the government seems to have it in for the mail service and have been claiming that this service provider is somehow a company. I smell a rat. It may well be structured as a company, but it is there primarily to provide a service to the population. The cost of stamps has gone up in recent times, and I have noticed that it appears that the more profitable parcel service has been separated from the less profitable mail service and somehow the two don't cancel each other out... Go figure that one out.

Well, we are truly up the creek without a paddle on that one. Not everyone has - or wants - a smart phone. I certainly don't want a phone that tracks my movements. Why I would I want that. About a year ago, I heard a really creepy radio program about how people and employers install hidden applications on these smart phones that other people use. It was very disturbing. My phone makes calls, it is very good at making calls, it doesn't need to do anything else. That stuff must be the stuff of dreams for intelligence agencies.

Thank you for the advice. I usually sleep very well, but immersing myself in those debates prior to bedtime is a really rubbish idea. I'm with you. I do what I can. I help those that want help. I try to provide for the animals and other various species that I co-exist with. Other than that - stuff it. One can only do so much.

Cheers

Chris

orchidwallis said...

Hello again

Daughter in South Australia has had hail and snow.

Out today and looked for 15% wine. Lots of 14% and 14 1/2%. Finally found 15% wine so I was correct. I really think that that is too strong.

Anything to do with teeth terrifies me. I have 3 impacted wisdom teeth which, fortunately give me no trouble. The fourth tooth surfaced when I was 50, it remains a healthy tooth with no fillings in it. Off to the hygienist on Friday and I hate it. My hygienist has never had wisdom teeth; she reckoned that she was retarded, I thought that she had evolved.

Inge

LewisLucanBooks said...

Yo, Chris - It does feel odd when internet communication happens in real time. I had that appointment with the funeral director pretty early, so, didn't get around to fooling around on the Net til afternoon. Usually, it's in the morning. While having my wake up cuppa. :-). Of course it's old hat to the technorati. All that messaging back and forth. Last night after the meeting, a fellow and I exchanged phone numbers. Or, tried to. He just attempted to call my phone. Even in town, it didn't want to work. Later on, we pulled it off. Later on I thought "If tech would just work the way it's supposed to ..." I think a lot of this stuff is designed to work better in large cities. If you want to be truly connected, you have to be an urban creature. No thanks.

Animals and snow is always fun. Beau just plows through. Nell seems to forget from year to year what snow is. She very carefully steps out, finds it novel for less than a hot minute, and then is over the novelty. The chickens seemed to find it entertaining for longer periods of time.

"Swamp land in Florida" has been a phrase that's been around for a long time. There really were a lot of dodgy land deals where people bought land, sight unseen, that turned out to be under two or three feet of water. The old saying "pig in a poke" comes to mind. I can't imagine. People still do it. But these days, it's mostly desert land. Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings wrote a very good book that's a snapshot of Florida in the 1920s called "Cross Creek." It was made into a very good movie with Mary Steenburgen.

Don't know why, but my scam detector has always been set pretty high and is fine tuned. And, I tend to dig in my heels if I feel rushed or crowded. I belong to AARP (American Association of Retired People ... a lobbying group for the elderly) and as part of the membership, I get these monthly magazines. They always seem to have an article warning seniors about this scam or that.

I wish I had taken care of my teeth when I was younger, as well as I do now. Brin wrote a book called "The Postman" (great movie, too) and I always remembered this bit about how when he started out, after the collapse, he had all these mates ... most of whom died from dental problems. Somewhere, I read something about 30% of ancient Egyptians died from tooth problems. I keep well stocked up with toothbrushes, toothpaste and floss. I think I mentioned that I got so tired of my local chemist either charging outrages prices, or being out of stock. So, I ordered a quantity off the Net of what I usually used.

I keep my mushroom kit where it doesn't get direct sunlight, but a bit of indirect sun. Cont.

LewisLucanBooks said...

Cont. I think medical directives are important to have. So many people are squeamish about that sort of thing and would just rather not think about it. Of course, first you have to HAVE one and find someone like minded who will carry through the directive. LOL. Months ago, I was talking with my landlord's wife about that and she volunteered to be on my medical directive. I asked her if she was willing to "pull the plug." She hesitated, just a few seconds too long and I thought to myself, "Not her."

Yup. The hen exchange did feel like a dodgy dope deal. Not that I've ever been involved in such. But they seem to be a standard trope in the movies. Maybe more like exchanging State secrets :-). Spy vs Spy.

Mostly, it's the Republicans that are always nattering on about privatizing this and that to achieve the Holy Grail of small government. But, Democrats are guilty of it too. Just not quit so much :-). But ultimately, it enriches their friends and there are probably kickbacks involved. Follow the money. Seems like more and more people are catching on to just how rotten the system is (finally). But it seems there's always something new coming down the pike.

I have no interest in getting a smart phone, either. Like my truck, I always go for the lowest tech product I can get. I have a a couple of e-mail accounts, and they're always asking me for my phone number "for your convenience if you loose or forget your password." Like they're doing you a favor. No, they just want to flood your phone with junk calls. The spam on the computer is bad enough. Usually, I can get past it by clicking "Remind me later." Sometimes, there's not that option. But, I find if I try signing in again, it goes away. Until the next time.

Well, I'm off to the Little Smoke, today. Lots of trips, lately, but this is my shopping day. I also have my pre surgery get together with my oral surgeon. That ought to be interesting. Lew

Cherokee Organics said...

Hi everyone,

I don't usually share other peoples stories, but this one caught my attention in that the recent very cold weather made a koala decide to break in to someones home and enjoy the couch. I can't make this stuff up!

Couple return home to find a new koala housemate

Cheers

Chris

SLClaire said...

Hi Chris,

Didn't get to reading Poopy's post till now. Please convey my respect to Poopy on the excellent post!

If our departed (a year ago) parakeet Yin would have written a post, it might have gone something like this:

Hmmm ... what is that thing the humans keep hitting? Can it eat me? I don't think so, though who knows, the way the humans punch at it; it might get angry and lash out at me. And what about that lighted box on the desk? Can it eat me? Ooh, get that dog out of here!!!! Whew, that's better. I know dogs can eat me! The plants are OK though. Can I eat them? (followed by a nibble or too) Yuck!!! Why do those stupid humans spend so much time with something that tastes so bad? I'm going back to sleep!

So now you see why Yin didn't write any posts. ;)

You got snow, we got thunderstorms. Where I am they amounted to a considerable amount of rain but not much wind, and only about 2 minutes of an electrical outage. But in other parts of the metro area the wind was much worse, with tree damage, electrical outages, and some structural damage. At least the weather cooled down and we got rain, which we needed.

Lew and Pam, may your surgeries go well!

Cherokee Organics said...

Hi Inge, Lewis and Pam,

Thank you very much for the lovely comments. I am unable to reply tonight and promise to reply tomorrow evening.

Lewis - How did the meeting with the oral surgeon go? And yes, you were very wise to notice that slight hesitation. On such small things, ones life does turn.

Cheers

Chris

LewisLucanBooks said...

Yo, Chris - Well, better a koala in the lounge than a giant snake in the bedroom! :-). They do look rather adorable, and I can understand the urge to make them pets ... bad for everyone, all 'round. Better to get a nice plush toy. But what I want to know is how the koala got in? If it was windy and cold, it's not as if the home owners left a window open. Something doesn't quit ring true. Or, perhaps I've just been watching too much Inspector Morse and Inspector Lewis :-).

Spotted an interesting article. There's a small Alaskan town called Bethel (pop. 6,000) that is going to ban scavenging at their dump. Clearly, the lawyers have been at work. Phrases like " .... dangerous conditions ... liability ... risk responsibility of the city..." blah, blah, blah. I think you mentioned that you have the same problems there.

http://abcnews.go.com/Politics/wireStory/alaska-town-bans-longtime-practice-scavenging-dump-40566742

Reminds me of when I was a security guard out at our local coal fired electricity generating steam plant. Part of my job was, two evenings a week I'd go out and guard the dam. About 1997. I was to keep everyone away from the lake behind the dam. Which had been open to fishing and recreation in the past. Then the liability boys shut it down. Luckily, this had happened a few years before so I wasn't dealing with hoards of people. Just the odd hiker or fisherman trying to get around my check point. Being up in the woods was the best part of the job.

On the flip side of the coin, there ARE people out there who are sue crazy. And, I think their numbers have grown as the economy gets worse. Some people look at a successful suit as if they hit it lucky in the lottery.

Which brings me in a round about way (such a journey!) to my trip to the oral surgeon. There was a two page document with many paragraphs that I had to ... initial each paragraph. That I understand all the many terrible things that could go wrong, during the course of the surgery. LOL. Don't want to know. Signed off on that and commented to the dental tech that a lawyer had obviously written this document. She didn't seem to get it. :-). "If a giant meteor strikes the building during the course of surgery, the oral surgeon is not responsible for any death or dismemberment ..." Well, you get the idea.

Overall, a good visit. There's an older nurse. I don't know why, but she inspires confidence in me. Which I told her and asked if she would be assisting. Yup. I don't know why, but it just makes me feel better. When I saw the surgeon, I apologized for being so exasperating (might as well stay on the right side of the guy who's going to be messing about in my mouth) and explained that I'm the kind of guy who likes to think about things, at least over night. And, that once I could wrap my head around the fact that no matter what else is going on, this has to be taken care of. And, once I decided that, it's "let's get this show on the road." He "got" it, and things were very mellow and relaxed from there on out.

Oh, my. I have 4 prescriptions to take to the chemist. One antibiotic and three painkillers. REALLY heavy duty painkillers. LOL If I don't use them all, I can probably sell them on the street to offset the cost of surgery. Or, maybe peddle them in the laundry room of The Home :-). If things run their natural course, it will be two weeks of liquids, and, then, if I get the ok, back to soft foods for maybe, six months while the bone grows in. Which is ok. When I think about it, most of the stuff I eat is soft. Cont.

LewisLucanBooks said...

Cont. Speaking of The Home, I stopped there yesterday to see how the wait list was going. I was around number 22 and now I'm around 15 or less. They had an opening last week ( a lady in her 90s past away) and the list is in flux. They know who's taking the space, but are working through the list to see who isn't interested, anymore. The Warden did mention that the lady who will be moving in has waited a year. But, I don't know if she had any preference, as I do (substandard housing.) So, things move along on that front. Lew

Hazel Marchant said...

Hi Chris

It sounds like your weather was a lot like Canberra. We've had ridiculous amounts of rain, then wind and snow. Woke up on Wednesday to a terrible racket from the street- it sounded like they were digging up the road! Turned out that the 40 year old eucalypt over the road came down in the high winds, and I slept through it! I'm glad we live on a fairly wide street. All the thing did was block the road. If it had fallen the other way, the neighbours would have been in big trouble.

I loved Poopy's post - he is one clever dog! The ghost of my border collie, Craig, sends his respects, and wishes he'd had the chance to chase marsupials! Alas, there are none of those in Scotland, so he had to make do with rabbits. And contend with a lot of snow!

All the best

Hazel

Cherokee Organics said...

Hi Inge,

I do hope that the weather in SA wasn't too extreme and that your daughter was OK? Falling trees seemed to be the biggest risk over in SA. It snowed very heavily here - but this is a novelty for us. I'll put some photos up on the next blog.

Yeah, wine is variable. You may be surprised to know that the little yeastie monsters can get wines up to a maximum of 18% - before the environment becomes too toxic and they die (although someone may correct me). But that takes a lot of time. I can't really taste or feel the difference between 12% and 15% usually because I'm only onto one glass and no more. What were the results of your experiment?

Ha! That is funny. You may well be correct. Yes, the dentist is a necessary evil. I had one wisdom tooth impacted and it became infected, so I had that one removed and then at a later time had the other three removed under a local. It took the dentist a bit of effort to remove the teeth I can assure you. I go to the dentist annually for a check-up and clean simply because I don't like going and want to avoid complications.

Cheers

Chris

Cherokee Organics said...

Hi Lewis,

I was amazed to even be getting a signal through all of the winter weather, so the fact that we were almost communicating in real time was a bonus. It was quite dark in the early morning that day. I got up early to muck around in the heavy snow. :-)! Of course, it was probably a light dusting from your perspective and you shall correct me next week? :-)!

Tea is good for warming the insides and waking someone up isn't it? I've got a peppermint tea on the go right now. Yeah, I hear you about the mobile phone thing. A pen and paper are good tools too. There are parts of this mountain range that have black spots where no reception is to be found. It made volunteering in the local fire brigade interesting because I'm always unsure how many people realised that and knew the areas to avoid - until they were in them. Not good.

Hey, I started reading Empire Falls yesterday morning and am enjoying it. Thanks for the recommendation. Well, they too have a character with the name Beau. Very cool. Dogs have no sense of temperature do they? And cats, well they're just cats and things affront their sensibilities all of the time.

Yeah, purchasing land sight unseen seems rather weird. You may also be interested to know that down here there are no large cities in the desert. None at all. I often wonder about the long term sustainability of some of your larger desert towns.

Ha! That scam detector (is very wise) but has also been expressed as: If it sounds too good to be true, it probably is!

Ah regrets are a difficult thing. You may be surprised to know that I wish I'd started home brewing and this long adventure many years ago! ;-)! The Egyptians had a large grain harvest and grain being high in sugars (recall the brewing of beer!) and they probably didn't have a lot of carbon with which to clean their teeth.

Thanks for the info on the mushroom kit, I really appreciate your words.

Hmm. That ever so slight hesitation does not speak well that someone will follow through on your express wishes. Not good to put someone in the way of temptation.

How did you know that that was what I was referring too? There are many unexplained late night meetups in strange corners of the countryside going on. I do not put my nose into others business - you could call that a prime directive! Speaking of which the film is out next month.

Exactly. Follow the money and the answers will be revealed.

Spam is a nuisance. One company I deal with appears to have sold off my email address and I forever get spam. I've set up junk rules in my mail program, but still it is a waste of time. Emails will become expensive one day. Of this I have no doubt. Already YouTube appears to be asking for subscriptions to cover their costs.

Cheers

Chris

Cherokee Organics said...

Hi Claire,

Poopy sends you the secret tail wag of the secret fluffy mind powers society fellowship greeting! He also thanks you for the feedback as he enjoyed writing it too. ;-)!

Oh, Yin has just written a minor post - right there in the comments! Hehe! I absolutely 100% understand your perspective in that matter. :-)! Yes, Yin appears very much to be quite single minded.

Your rain would have been very appreciated at this time of the year. Glad to read that it wasn't too bad in your area, but also sorry to read that others copped it worse. The wind combined with heavy rain really makes trees fall over.

Cheers

Chris

Cherokee Organics said...

Hi Hazel,

Yeah Canberra has had some quite cold weather too! The whole south east corner + Tasmania really felt the grip of that Antarctic blast. It snowed quite heavily here too. I have not seen a snow fall here that heavy since about 2007. I really wonder about the logic of growing all of those eucalyptus trees in Canberra along the roads. When they fall over, lots of things get squashed... And sometimes as you rightly point out, it can be a very close thing.

Poopy is a clever dog and he sends greetings to the now departed Collie Craig - who was clearly also a clever dog and a member of the secret fluffy mind powers society. Craig would have loved chasing marsupials!

Cheers

Chris

Cherokee Organics said...

Hi Lewis,

Oh yeah! I'd have a koala in the lounge room - any day - over a python. They get them up on the north coast entering houses and eating pets. Those things are feral. And the giant monitor lizards are just up for whatever mischief they can get up too! The plush toy bit was very funny! Exactly. Yes, curious minds down here wanted to know that as well. And after much debate we agreed that the koala made it in to the house via a cat or dog flap in a door. How else? It does make you wonder and they left that bit out of the article. I wonder why? The whole situation may have been contrived? Who knows?

Ha! That really annoys me about closing down the scavenging at the local tip - because my local council did that too. Oooooo! I have to go to the next council over to go to the tip shop as the local one sites pretty much the same stupid reasons.

Being up in the woods and getting paid for it is a sweet gig! :-)! Well done you. The problems with public liability are the same down here. The whole system appears to be crazy and the legal system is very expensive and thus out of reach. No wonder people believe that it doesn't work.

I used to work for a very wealthy guy who had access to legal people and he wasn't afraid to use them. I never gave him any cause to do so, and it is his deal that one, but yeah, it makes for a nervous experience.

It has been a long and winding road - full of digressions, side tracks and dead ends - hasn't it? Oh yes, we know a thing or two about entertaining digressions - you and I!!!! Hehe.

Oh, the oral surgeon. Yes, such legal undertakings are to provide comfort to the practitioner and not for the patient, sorry to say. No, well, she probably didn't get it given that you had to sign it. Hey, out of sheer curiosity: Did the understanding mention the chance of civil disturbance or nuclear strike during the middle of the procedure affecting patient outcomes (whatever that means, but you know it is not good)? You can never be too careful! ;-)!

Well, it is like the older guy who inspired confidence in me one day who I had to employ to drop this monster huge massive and unfortunately also very dangerous tree. He was an older guy who handed me a card which claimed that he was a champion axeman who did such things for a living. I still have that card as he was the ultimate alpha male. Anyway, sure enough he dropped the tree exactly where he said it would go. And mate, this tree was huge and no one else wanted to take the job on.

Anyway, the point is. I felt comfortable that he could do what he said he would because he had been doing so for so many years and was still in one piece. There is something to be said about real world and relevant experience trumping education. Although try telling that to true believers some day...

Yeah, I've heard of people doing that for the party drug scene. Great party dude, I think I'll have a sleep...

Cheers

Chris

orchidwallis said...

Hello again

Daughter had no problems with the snow, I don't think that there was much of it and nothing else happened.

Like you, I don't drink enough wine to notice differences in strength. My objection to the increase is because I drink wine because I like the taste and don't want extra alcohol foisted onto me (or rather, into me).

Neighbour has got permission to replace the dwelling, with conditions e.g he has to prove that coastal erosion will not take the property within 50 years!!! We are not allowed to prevent the coast from eroding. I think that he must have pissed them off somewhere along the line. He has just discovered that it is illegal for them to set this condition after giving permission.

The drinks and canapes evening was great and there was unlimited food. Son pigged out on curries, pizzas, chicken wings and beer. Best pizza I had had in my life all cooked in front of one. The chairman of our village council came to speak to son (they are friends) then he spotted me and he visibly flinched. I do try very hard to keep out of village business but don't always succeed. They have ignored an e-mail I sent them even though they claim to reply rapidly to all e-mails. I smiled sweetly at him.

Inge

Pam in Virginia said...

Chris:

Please tell Poopy that he has the BEST speaking voice! What a great addition the podcast is. Thanks!

I am still laughing at the koala on the couch.

Pam

LewisLucanBooks said...

Yo, Chris - LOL. "Muck around in the heavy snow" is not a phrase I'd expect out of Australia :-). Oh, no. I wouldn't tease you about the amount of snow you get. Here, people from the midwest are always serving us up a raft when it snows. We don't know what real snow is, and don't know how to drive in it. :-). The only thing I can remember is to turn the wheel into a slide. Souds counterintuitive, but it works. Straightens the truck right out. And to remember to throw weight in the back end.

I expect the desert towns may vanish in my lifetime. Maybe. Las Vegas, et all. If nothing major happens, I expect the water will just become more and more expensive and they'll fade away. Like oil and other commodities. Funny how many sci-fi films are set in an abandoned Las Vegas, awash in sand dunes.

Oh, sure. To quote that old song "Regrets, I've had a few ... " Frank Sinatra? But, I tend not to dwell on them and just take it forward from today. Or, at least try to :-).

Spam drives me crazy. I still have to at least look at the stuff in the spam file to make sure nothing that shouldn't be there, ended up there. A couple of weeks ago, something from my friends in Idaho ended up there. Who knows why. I forgot to trun on my "private browsing" filter when I was looking at houses and senior housing. Now, I'm getting a landslide of stuff about housing, financing and senior living. 50 or more, a day. Oh, sooner or later it will slack off. I think what happens is the "good" hackers get just as irritated and take the spam generators down. There's a war going on out there .... :-) Cont.

LewisLucanBooks said...

Cont. There's a story from when Mt. St. Helens blew. A car with two bodies in it was discovered on an isolated back road. Large amounts of cash were in the car and several large packets of a white powdery substance. Cocaine. Apparently it was a dope deal going down that went REALLY bad.

Here, lawyers seem to specialize in one area of the law or another. There are liability lawyers. I seldom see tv, but they advertise heavily. In newspapers, too. They offer a free, initial consult with the aggrieved and if they think they can make a few bucks out of a suit, will go for it. They cost nothing ... except a cut of the settlement. Once the lawyer is in play, most institutions or business pay off. Usually, an amount smaller than what a court case would cost. Really big business is usually immune, as they have lawyers on retainer and can trot them out for a set amount that they're paying, anyway. I got caught up in something like that years ago. Involving an Olympia city bus. A totally bogus suit, but I think the city ended up paying the aggrieved 5 or 10 thousand dollars. A large chunk of which went to the lawyers.

Oh, I read the first two paragraphs of the oral surgeons disclaimers, and just stopped and started initially. It was pretty boiler plate. I didn't want to know about all the horrible (rare and unlikely) things that might go wrong. LOL. The two I did notice were nattering on about the possibility of punching into my sinus cavity and all the terrible results that could happen. Now, since all my work is going to be on my lower jaw, I doubt there's much chance of that happening. It's either sign, or not get the work done. Not an option. I'm sure civil insurrection was in there, somewhere :-). My oral surgeon is not the warmest person in the world, but I'm sure he knows what he's doing. He's 68 and was a military oral surgeon. According to his receptionist. So, I'm sure he's seen and heard everything. Not the warmest guy in the world, but, he doesn't have to be.

ADR was interesting this week. Always a surprise. During Brexit, I was surprised how many European readers JMG has. This week, the engineers are thick on the ground. LOL. I'm sure you've mentioned your profession, there, but I don't remember a stampede of accountants. They must be shy, woodland creatures :-). Lew

Cherokee Organics said...

Hi Inge,

It was nice to read that your daughter was unaffected during the recent storm. The news media provided very alarming reports of the damage from that storm in SA. Down here the snow was very pleasant (you may notice the little picture in the top right hand corner has been updated) but the wind wasn't quite as fierce here as it was in SA.

Fair enough. The same thing goes on with beers too. Usually they are around 4.5% but some brands promote themselves as having a higher content of about 5% to 6% and honestly I cannot taste or feel the difference. It seems like a waste of effort on their part? Dunno.

The whole planning system is so complex and so many different people and bodies are involved that it is no wonder mistakes get made. I have several A4 folders of letters and plans and reports and forms all relating to the permit application for here. Surely it didn't need to be that hard? A lot of people are discouraged by that level of difficulty. I sort of treated the whole journey like unravelling an administrative and legal process. I doubt very much whether the council fully understood the application for the place here.

That 50 year requirement is just odd, because most new houses don't have that sort of an expected lifespan anyway, and I'd have to suggest that a consultant may be found which can provide that exact opinion? Not being able to manage the erosion risk seems rather strange to me because if the individual has the means and resources to actively manage that risk and can agree on a plan of action which would be known and agreed to by all. Dunno. The objection just seems weird to me. Inevitably the land owner will lose, that is life, but to stop them from trying in the first place? Dunno, who knows what they may learn in that process? I suspect the “do nothing” attitude to fire risk down here also prevails there relating to erosion because it is the cheapest response.

I spotted this article a few days ago about the storm in SA and the coastal erosion there: Storms steal a slice of south-east coastline and leave gaping hole in Kingston jetty


Ha! Local politics is a difficult thing to navigate. Well done! Glad to read that you enjoyed your excellent pizza too. Oh my, fresh pizza is a great thing. Yeah, we annoy the local council too by very occasionally requesting that they come up here and grade the main dirt road which a lot of people live off. I can't imagine what else we get for our $2,500 of council rates each year... I once read on the ADR someone over in the US complaining that the road was only graded every two months, and I replied to them that this was far more regular than the best case scenario of once every half year down here! ;-)!

Cheers

Chris

Cherokee Organics said...

Hi Pam,

Poopy sends his thanks and the secret tail wag.

Now as a bit of a confession, Poopy only agreed to write the guest blog post on the condition that I restarted the podcasts into the foreseeable future. What a conundrum I was faced with! Poopy loves podcasts too! Fortunately Poopy also came to the rescue and provided me with a cheaper alternative to Sound Cloud. Poopy made a very strong argument that the money saved by utilising that cheaper alternative could be converted into beef jerky - and who was I to argue with an intelligent fluffy like Poopy? Mind you, I may also be a victim of the secret fluffy mind powers too...

Yeah, the koala was pretty funny. I'm glad that the koala was enjoying itself on the couch - as one would expect! The koala that turned up here a few months ago just turned up one day to the front door. I see them around here from time to time, but they are usually very hard to spot. Apparently they are adapting to eat the local eucalyptus species which is a good thing because not much else does.

Cheers

Chris

Cherokee Organics said...

Hi Lewis,

Hehe! Yeah, it is pretty funny. Apparently there were not many glaciers here during the last ice age, so yeah snow does not feature in the culture or country heavily. Having said that we do have an alpine area with mountains above 5,900ft which get snow most years for a few months and there are a number of ski resorts and towns up there. The highest spot on the continent is Mount Kosciuszko at - and you'll laugh at this - 7,309ft. It is a gentle walk up to the summit. There used to be bigger mountains - much bigger, but time has a way of wearing out an old land mass. Thank you for not teasing me about the snow. It was fun! ;-)! Well, you are miles ahead of me on that front, as I wouldn't have a clue at all about driving in snow.

I'm with you on that front about the desert towns being abandoned in your lifetime. The energy required to keep them running becomes ever more expensive as resources become limited. It does not make for pleasant reading. Honestly, I wonder about water from a long term perspective even here.

Yes, that sounds about right for regrets. I have heard a different punk song about regrets which is not quite family friendly, therefore...

Hey, I'm reading Empire Falls. So there is a story there about how you came across this book before the Pulitzer Prize and all of that stuff. So the question I have is for you is how did you know? I'm enjoying the book and story, but the author delves endlessly into the characters motivations. And I reckon a little bit of introspection is a good thing, but a whole lot can be taken sometimes a little bit too far! It is nice that the characters are all flawed too as that makes them more believable. Some of the cyber punk sci-fi I have read in recent years is just dull because the characters are so extreme.

The Internet is a funny place. And spam seems just so wasteful to me. It is almost as if nobody has gotten around to telling the spammers that nobody is actually reading the stuff that they send out relentlessly. It is such a waste. But then, I wonder why they do what they do and also it occurs to me that things like the Nigerian Oil scam sometimes gain clients (although why I have no idea at all) so perhaps I am wrong and people read that stuff? Yup, some parts of the Internet are like the wild west - and I won't even mention the dark web which lingers in the background.

Yes, sometimes it does pay to read the news. What a surprise it must have been for the two individuals caught in that car. Well, they had an interesting last day, that's for sure.

cont...

Cherokee Organics said...

Back in the day, they were prohibited from advertising. I don't personally feel that it is such a good idea that they can nowadays as it can insert ideas into people's minds. You may be surprised to know that I read an article recently which suggested that groups of investors (!) are funding class actions for a percentage return - if the case wins the pay off is apparently good.

Ha! That is the option you get when you don't have an option. Doctors don't have to be caring individuals. They see the gritty end of the deal and well, if they are not hard, then being exposed to such pain and emotion could be very hard on them personally. I often wonder whether the gruelling internship process for doctors is some sort of initiation test to weed out those who may have the academic credentials, but lack the ability to shield themselves from the raw emotions they have to confront on a day to day basis? Dunno. What do you reckon about that? I’d choose competent any day over caring in that particular situation.

There are plenty of engineers that read the ADR. One of the comments by I believe it was Rita, was very naughty indeed as it suggested an inclination towards certain proclivities for that profession. Mind you, I have known a lot of engineers during my life (through work) and I have not noticed that particular effect, but the claim does have a certain shock your momma value which nobody felt required correcting. Surely one of the engineers would respond? If I was JMG and had to reply to that particular comment I’d say something along the lines of: “I suggest that you put that claim to the many engineers here and see what they believe” – or something to that effect. The building industry is a bit blokey for me which is why I always pursued my own building projects and tried not to get too many people involved. I can speak bloke with the best of them, but it is not my preferred worldview. Well accountants are generally lovely people you know! Well, maybe except those at the upper end of the food chain in the really big firms - I'm not so sure about them. ;-)!

Oh, I hadn’t mentioned that the bread product supply ladies also supplied me with fresh peanut butter and I have been experimenting with making my own here. I must say that nut mills are very expensive beasties and probably a bit out of my price range. Have you ever made peanut butter or used a nut mill?

Cheers

Chris

margfh said...

Well I just posted a fairly long comment and then google decided that there had been suspicious activity on my account so needed to change my password and now I've run out of time.

Margaret

Cherokee Organics said...

Hi Margaret,

Oh, that's awful! Sorry to hear that blogger became hungry and ate your comment. It has happened to me too and it is a nuisance. I tend to now copy and paste comments onto a word processing bit of software before clicking on the "Publish your comment" button. That has helped a lot with word loss. I hear you, it is annoying!

The winter sun finally shone here today. :-)!

Cheers

Chris

LewisLucanBooks said...

Yo, Chris - The updated snow picture is very pretty! Your place always looks beautiful, but the snow makes it look beautiful in a different way. I saw a bit of your alpine area in one of the Miss Fisher Mysteries, episodes. Everyone trapped in a nifty old lodge while an unknown murderer is on the loose. Picking them off, one by one. :-). Yeah, when I watched that "Australia: First 4 Billion Years", it became clear that Australia is one of those really old parts of the earth and that it was showing a bit of wear :-).

Can't remember how I happened to pick up "Empire Falls." Maybe someone recommended it ... or, I saw a book review. Or, I just thought it sounded interesting and read it. LOL. I'm apt to pick up just about anything and read it. More nonfiction than fiction. I'm stocking up for "the siege" from the library and my "to read shelf" is pretty eclectic. I'll do a partial list, if your interested.

From some stats I've seen, Spam can be profitable. Desperate or ... uninformed people can be easy marks. I hadn't heard that about investing in class action suits. Can turning them into securities, bundling them together and a bubble be far behind?

Can't say I know any engineers. At least, not since college. And, really don't have a "fix" on any personality types. What I did notice is that the ADR seems a bit "snippy" this week. Bickering. Oh, there are a few people on there who get under my skin. But I manage to (usually) just not respond and there's a few that if I see their name, I just don't even bother to read. Well, if things get REALLY out of hand, I'm sure JMG will put the kibosh on it. Cont.

LewisLucanBooks said...

Cont. I think the accountants your talking about at the upper end of the food chain are the dreaded "bean counters." :-). LOL. Maybe accounting is the second oldest profession? Really ancient clay tablets all seem to be concerned with keeping track of commodities and taxes.

Why buy a nut mill? Wouldn't a good electric food processor do as well? I know my Oster does nut butters. Even has special smaller jars to do them in. I'm sure ones turn up in your opportunity stores.

Had to go to town, yesterday, to fill my prescriptions. An antibiotic, an anti nausea drug and two pain killers. Only $68. Not bad for four prescriptions. Gas, plump up the tires. A trip to Visiting Nurses. The opportunity store that supports hospice. LOL. I needed a short sleeved shirt for the operation. Button front. I'm so .... funny about my clothes that I didn't have a single one in the closet. Some one later commented that I could have just cut the sleeves off an old one. Oh, well. Just $1.50 and at least I won't look like a bum. And, of course, I had to check out the cookbooks. Ended up with 5. All for less than $2 a piece. A Michael Pollan I didn't have and "Italian Cooking for Dummies." The opportunity store can be a dangerous place, financially.

Also ran into two people I know, who I haven't seen in a long time, so there was all that catching up to do. And, while I was in town I had a call from the funeral home. A piece of paperwork was missed, so, I had to swing by there. So, a very short, well ordered trip just sprawled all over the place.

I have to go back today. Appointment with the hypnotherapist (it's free, why not?). And, I was checking out liquid and soft diets on the Net, last night. More to jog my memory and explore options I might not have thought of. So, I'll swing by the store and start stocking up on stuff I usually wouldn't eat. Lots of ice cream and pudding! :-) Lew

margfh said...

Well I'm going to try again.

Been very dry here as all the storms have gone either north or south of us.

Lost one more chicken since I last commented. This one was early in the evening while all the chickens were outside. I can only guess a weasel as I could find no bite marks on it though from the feathers nearby there was clearly a struggle and the other chickens were upset. We continue to trap raccoons. Last night was number six though our neighbor said he's up to 14.

Lots of Japanese beetles though plant damage has been pretty minimal with the two traps up. However one of our six younger fruit trees was hit pretty hard - strange as they are all next to each other and it was only the one that had a heavy infestation. I've been picking them off the garden plants daily and putting them into a little water in a bucket and then they go to the chickens. The Buckeyes are finally following the example of the Barred Hollands and have decided that they are worthy enough to eat. Everyone comes running when I arrive with the bucket.

Earlier this week almost everyone's mailboxes on our road were taken out. This is only the 2nd time in 28 years this has happened. Our road isn't the only one - there's been quite a rash of this lately.

Part of our field is in alfalfa as is the one to the south of us. No one has cut it yet and it's really in bloom. The bees are all over it. My husband has a scale on one hive and it's gaining 3 lb a day so probably the other ones are too.

Chris, what kind of yeast do you use to make the ACV? I've been doing a fair amount of fermenting but not this. It looks easy and would be a good use for damaged apples.

We are hosting the annual bee club picnic/pig roast next Saturday and are expecting 110 people. My husband has committed to not volunteering for this again (I think this is the 4th time) and I am hoping he sticks to it. We don't have to provide or pay for food and drinks but there'll be a lot of set up and clean up. It's also supposed to be quite hot which might drive some people inside. We don't use the AC much but I think that day it will be necessary for some of the older folks.

Looking forward to your pics of the snow. I will try not to laugh :).

Margaret

Yahoo2 said...

Snow has been banned here in South Australia for decades.
Even a bad case of dandruff will land us with a hefty fine from the authorities. The anti-snow legislation is called snow-ibition.
I have heard it's possible to get a permit to send Christmas cards with pictures of snow on them, I dont believe it.
It's likely to be just a vicious rumor to trap the gullible.
I am reading this blog with the blinds drawn and the doors locked, just in case.

Cherokee Organics said...

Hi Lewis,

Thanks very much. The snow was very nice and it did change the place beyond recognition. The nearby mountains (!) were also covered in snow so there was even this sort of feeling of being in a whole different country and place. Well, I did hope that they were able to enjoy a nice tipple of port or mulled wine or some such whilst the murderer tiptoed around outside. Why people split up and go off on their own in such stories is well beyond me. Yeah, some parts of the continent are old indeed. I live in one of the newer parts of the continent as it had recent volcanic activity. You may be surprised to know that the volcanic activity was quite extensive and the most recent volcanoes were only erupting a few millennia ago. Certainly there would have been humans around to watch that display.

Oh no, apologies, but my "to read" list is bulging at the seams. I must confess that I only made it half way through the Grimm fairy tales book. It just annoyed me and I wasn't getting anything other than annoyance from it. Life is a bit short for that and I understood the lessons only too well.

Ha! Yes, if it could be bundled and sold, it would be. One of our biggest law firms listed on the exchange recently and apparently they are now groaning under a huge load of debt. There is a story there for sure.

Yeah, there was a bit of snippy action over at the ADR this week. JMG is a more tolerant bloke than I and I am always impressed with his even handedness. One thing that struck me is that I read (or heard) something a while back from JMG which mentioned that week after week people leave comments who are clearly trolls and they appear never to have noticed that their comments are not being published (or read). I wonder what those people are thinking? I get a few of those from time to time - usually they are spruiking products and/or asking for money. What a strange world we live in...

At a guess, I reckon those old clay tablets concerning themselves with beans and grains and the counting thereof were probably considered worthy of keeping, although why I don't know. You do hope that the civilisations wrote more than just that? Imagine if a 1,000 years into the future the only written documents are a bunch of prospectuses for investors that somehow miraculously survived. I wonder what our descendants will make of that rubbish?

Thanks for the suggestion. My old food processor is now over 21 years old and perhaps not up to that job. We have shared good times and I am loathe to replace it. I still recall purchasing it from Stan Cash - the Tin Shed cowboy. Seriously, that was what the shop was called and it was in an old WWII half round steel aircraft hangar left over by the dept of defence. The company is still operating today, but not at that location.

That isn't too bad a price for that stuff. The anti nausea is a good thing. Is that the wafer under the tongue gear? That may be a life saver. Oh yeah, I love op shops (and tip shops) as it always amazes me how much good stuff is in them. As a society we throw out so much good stuff.

Catching up with people is good stuff. I hope you exchanged news on the bush telegraph? Yeah, missing paperwork for a funeral is probably not a good idea! :-)! Although you yourself may be unconcerned by that lack at a date in the future.

I often wonder about hypnotherapy as how do you know that the therapist is not inserting ideas into your consciousness? Although given how much of that stuff goes on in our society it does seem like an unlikely event. I always vet meditation tapes first before listening to them in earnest. Is that paranoid or just careful, I don't actually know?

Ice cream and pudding. Well done you!

The sun shone beautifully here today and I was finally able to work outside for a bit. Nice!

Cheers

Chris

Cherokee Organics said...

Hi Margaret and Steve,

Thank you both for the lovely comments but I have run out of time to reply tonight and promise to reply tomorrow.

Sometimes the very worst news receives absolutely no attention whatsoever and slips by everyone completely unnoticed. I however stumbled across this article the other day and I am horrified: Varroa mite discovery in Townsville could put the bite on northern queen bee breeders.

It was only a matter of time, I guess. Globalisation can be a real pain. I'm now considering the bees here and what to do about it all.

Cheers

Chris

LewisLucanBooks said...

Yo, Chris - Well, I'm sure you know you're not under any obligation to finish a book. :-). But, it's surprising that some people don't know that. When I was taking some on line library classes, that's a point that was made, several times. That some people think they MUST finish a book (or, what will happen?). Especially young people. It was suggested that when recommending a book to, off hand, mention that if they didn't like it to "throw it back and try something else." That imagined obligation to finish a book can really spoil reading for a person.

I don't think trolls think much, at all. I think it's all feeling. Or, a large part. Let's see. What did I say? Someone else will have to keep track of it :-). Oh, yeah. Trolls troll to get a "cheap momentary thrill of superiority." Or, in some cases, the hope of some financial gain.

LOL. Well, the financial clay tablets must have had some value as they often went to the extra step of firing them. So they'd REALLY last. Piles of financials, but a bit of other stuff, too. Gilgamesh. Religious hymns. Instructions for religious rituals.

The anti nausea meds are just standard, swallow them down pills.

That was a rather low key article about the varroa mite. I'd expect more running around with their hair on fire. Seems like they have a pretty good plan of action thought out. Lew