Dust off Yer Boots

In this massive episode laced with craic, Brian F., K8 the Gr8, Grandad, Dr. Don, and myself hash out everything about nothing.  K8 and Grandad savour their Curry while Brian collides with the law.  We discuss the pork industry and the hysteria that is H1N1.  Brian bitches about the cold and Dr. Don and myself reminisce . . . → Read More: Dust off Yer Boots

 

Brooding Mare

A few days ago, Dr. Don and myself went over to my mothers ranch to clean out horse stalls.  We spent two days hauling truckloads of horse manure and soiled sawdust out of the stalls and barn.  We replaced it all with fresh and clean sawdust. 

On the second day, we finished the arduous job and . . . → Read More: Brooding Mare

Campin’

On the 13th of this month, Dr. Don, his three boys, and myself went on a camping trip up to the mountains.  I had promised them a camping trip several months back and the start of school was near.  So, we headed up the winding roads with camping gear and food.

I made the campsite arrangements over . . . → Read More: Campin’

Two Weeks Late

Tap…tap…tap

Whack…whack…whack…

Bang…bang

“This better be good at…4AM”, I yelled whilst wiping the muck from my eyes.

“Who the f*ck is it?”  I demanded, as I treaded across the frigid oak floors towards the back door.

“It’s Dr. Don.”

I unlocked the door and swung it open in anger of be awoken.

“What are you doing here this time of the morning?”  I . . . → Read More: Two Weeks Late

Lottery

I had the wildest dream last night.  I dreamt that I won the lottery.  It was a magnificent dream. 

Just as I left the petrol station with my ticket, I heard the numbers over the radio of a passing car and realised that I had won fifty million dollars.  I leapt in the air, and yelled, . . . → Read More: Lottery