I will absolutely host a thing someday. Maybe if the community gets big enough we do something regional somewhere else for people who don't feel like schlepping to PA.
Well. You screwed up with the solar. I could've donated you panels. One of my business sells and installs solar.
For a commercial business, that is an owner operator, it is hard to beat as investment and hedge against rate hikes.
I lease them to tax-exempt entities so that I can claim section 179 and monetize the tax credits. I'm a libertarian; so feel like I'm taking back from the government what they try to take from me.
That said they are never going to be viable as a solution at the utility scale level.
Anyway. Sorry about your pigs. Sounds like a fucking disaster.
We're stuck in Mich, as that's where our guardianship is for the grandkiddo., and we bought a house on some land here (probably a mistake).
We'd like to move to FL, as we have some folks in the JAX area who would benefit from our physical presence, including my other grandchild and her guardian (guardian suddenly developed an aggressive esophageal cancer some months after her 2nd jab).
We're trying to hunker down and set up as much as we can for survival, for now.
Brandon was always the worst kind of DC Swamp ghoul "career" political puppet who would say literally anything to further whatever agenda was yanking his strings that week. Selling him to the public as either principled or capable of managing a crisis (such as a manufactured pandemic) was the worst kind of black comedy but the person that really casts the darkest of shadows is our gal Jill Biden.
When your husband is old as fuck, presumeably just wants to sleep for 10 hours a day and is clearly losing his mind how wrong is it to force him to be injected to the eyeballs on speed and who knows what else daily to endure the worst job in the world so you attend Olympic ceremonies in empty stadiums and clap?
I have to assume she's either deeply evil or, more likely, fucking hates the old bastard and doesn't GAF. Which makes you wonder what skeletons he's got stashed away to make her hate him so much.
Sorry about the pigs. Was it a flaw with the trailer? We're testy words exchanged with the father/daughter outfit?
Since we really don't understand how it flew open- we didn't see it happen directly- we don't know who to blame, and it may very well have been our own fault as first-time users. It has not happened since.
I agree wholeheartedly about Brandon. Countless people have told me they "feel sorry" for the "cruel" propping up of a barely-functioning elderly person, but he spent 40 years buying this ticket. There's a kind of poetic irony in him being a mindless puppet.
Also agree it's ABUNDANTLY clear Jill hates him. That "putting on the jacket" video was more evident of a cold heart of nearly anything. I thought it was absolutely bizarre that the MSM has spent so much time up to now fawning over her as being the Lady Of The People counterpart to Melania.
I've decided that I want chickens who are more scared of me than I am of them. Your pig with the dominatrix hen on top is how I feel with the beady-eyed hen from hell pecking my leg today. Time to call my knackerman!
My chickens really like me, though I haven't done much to earn it. They follow me around like an entourage, even though they don't like being picked up.
I think the main reason is that we incubated all our current birds, and I handled them daily while they were maturing indoors for the first month, so there was probably at least a little imprinting. It helps.
I've been slipping new-hatched chicks under broody hens and letting them raise them--princesses of the roost until one fateful day when the 'mom' kicks them to the curb and they have to fend for themselves. I'm thinking quail next, or the olive-eggers with the weird Mohawks. They seem friendlier.
I used to have rabbits, giving my daughter the name bunny-killer from the mean kid nextdoor. I just got half a lamb and a nanoshare of pig. But my pig peeps, Wayne's Fine Swine, have been having breeding problems with their Berkshires, so these are their last. AND the raw milk dairy that distributes from my driveway can't get insurance now, so she's hanging on by a thread. Not that there's any plot against small producers, of course.
Wow, you took quite a physical pounding last week, Guttermouth. Glad to hear that your dad has moved in (kinda)...easier for you and also gives you an extra trigger finger on the ramparts. You know, in case the Canadian despot seeks to expand his empire...
Agree 100% about speaking out about the malevolent buffoonery (buffoonish malevolence?) of official covid response. Silence does not equal violence, as the leftists proclaim, but it can definitely be seen as compliance or acquiescence. We cannot have that. Every time someone speaks out, Fauci feels a sensation of a sandfly nibbling him.
Agreed Doc, I have doctors in my circle of friends and neighbors. I have lost most decorum at this point and openly mock them for the stupid. I call them cowards for still not standing up to treat us and practice medicine by creating protocols to fight disease instead of echoing the propaganda.
I ask them how they can explain or recommend an injection that does not stop transmission or infection. I ask them and the rest of the covidiots if they are going to collect them all or at least inject quarterly. The look on their faces when they just recovered from a bout of covid and I enquire when they are going to get their booster.
You see my household was the first to get it in the family and neighborhood to be greeted with natural immunity does not work crap was being preached. So asking about their shot after infection is a wonderful time for me that I take great joy in.
I ask them to wear a mask please because it offends me even though I dont wear a mask. F-them. done being nice. Other than the wife not being too happy about it, others are joining in on the mocking when someone starts it up.
That they showed their true colors already and I will never forget that cowardice. They needed to be on the front lines but on the side of science and not be brownshirts
I half jest at a party at my house that I am going to put up a sign that says all women must wear hijab to enter our business because I believe religious cloth works better agains the covid. Why not right? It makes me feel safer right and its all about me and my stupid you must respect. I did enjoy watching the gears turn in folks that support masks science BUT are against anything religious face the fact that they are acting like a cult.
You had me laughing (Thank-you!) and crying (dammit - those poor piggies). Yeah, the pig story sounded like my life for the last 38 years, except it mostly hasn't involved the animals. (Thank God!)
I have never previously had the misfortune to be part of "those people" causing a horrible-looking pileup on a highway with lots of emergency vehicles showing up.
I fully expected to get a really expensive ticket ("Pig Littering") or a bill from the state for fucking up traffic or something.
I’ve just learned that stories of pigs and pavement, houses and rabbits, and power and politics are not insomnia remedies; nor is typing, retyping, cursor re-repositioning, and more retyping to correct misspellings and incorrect spelling corrections and grammatical abominations while bleary-eyed and fat-fingered to write this comment.
The stories helped pass the time well, thank you, and good luck. The latter stuff just spun up blood pressure and annoyance :-) Ah and daylight is now surpassing evident and strengthening.
Poor piggies. Asphalt burns are no way to have fun in the sun. Also confirms an old truth: want to meet decent people? Hang out with farmers, hunters and handymen/craftsmen. Want to meet bungholes? Work in media/entertaintment, the civil service or for MegaCorps.
Knowing how old men can be, hope your dad can get himself a hobby or something, fishing maybe? Something with purpose and reward seems best going by my relatives and myself.
Take care of your knee! I've had a niggling thing going on in my right knee since October, took a tumble down a mountain slope. No big injury, no swelling, no othing except a little pain and that I can't exert full power. Physiotherapist says injury to the meniscus, que for MR is "we'll get to you when we do" (yay NPM & QALY!...) And it's no fun having exactly what you describe (power in the knee sort of disappearing) when you're on a ladder.
Can I ask, why rabbits and not hares, if the purpose is meat and fur?
Dad fished for most of his life and stopped about 20 years ago. He took me fishing and crabbing a lot when I was a kid, especially when he still had his sailboat.
The thing you're pointing out is part of a bigger problem - dad doesn't really KNOW what to do with himself anymore, and now he's readjusting that sense of what he CAN do physically a little late in the game.
I will probably strongly encourage him to start gardening again after the move. He did it the whole time I was growing up in NY, quite prodigiously (for the scale of our tiny little yard), and is highly knowledgeable.
Hares breed seasonally; in captivity rabbits will breed almost whenever if they're kept warm. They're also completely antisocial, unlike rabbits which are highly social, which means you can't really shelter them together unless you want to to a bank of separate cages.
And many of the rabbit breeds bred for meat ARE actually more productive than hares- Flemish can hit like 18 lbs, which is bigger than any hares I know of.
Domestic meat rabbits (though there are definitely heavily bred exceptions) are also more widely tolerant of foods than hares, and it was a big point for us that we can feed our livestock almost exclusively on forage.
I'm 90% sure that my knee is nothing permanent. I recovered mobility way too fast, and I know from kendo what long-term muscle injuries feel like. I think one more week and I'll be fine. I hate to miss "holmgang" tomorrow.
Aha, did not know that about rabbits/hares. Our local wild variety runs to about 5-6 kilos t most (10 pounds I think) before winter. "Size matters not" as Yoda would have said.
Yeah, gardening and stuff like that sounds right. Productive, meticulous, delayed gratification plus lots options for working with your hands but with no heavy loads.
Most people here go in for goats and sheep instead. Must say I much prefer goat's meat before sheep.
It's a toss-up for me. Lamb is expensive in the US, mutton is not widely available, though I love it. Goat is nice but not very popular here. They're good for different kinds of preparations. I had a roast mutton in Ireland I still think about sometimes.
Making choices about livestock is juggling a lot of variables. Getting back to rabbits, for example; there may be larger varieties, but if you have larger, more frequent litters, you're coming out ahead if the weight delta isn't enormous. My cows and hogs are not as enormous as some commercial breeds but they can subsist exclusively on forage if enough is available and have basically no inborn health issues and birth naturally (ie., you will literally never need a vet).
The varieties of stuff we choose to grow here is primarily what was traditionally popular for homesteaders, as our first priority is feeding ourselves with little or no cost (and, long term, no dependence on supply chains with people we don't like).
My God, I visualized that like I was there. I had a pet pig, 400lbs (didn’t get the memo he was supposed to be a mini). He died this past July. Cicero. Sweet boy. He was so smart. Figured out refrigerators by the time he was 6 months. Had to padlock it. Surprisingly agile too. I had trailer him- it was roofless and the walls went up about 5 ft high. Color me surprised when his head suddenly appeared over the walls, trying to jump out! It was a very close call. So “when pigs fly” isn’t as rare as “hell freezes over” actually. Glad your oinkers survived in tact. All that fat does serve them.
The boar in the photo knows how to work latches, deadbolts, and door handles. I basically have to secure something too heavy for him to lift with his nose or tusks or put a lock on it.
I can so believe it. Its a whole ‘nother level of mischief oinkers can get into. I look forward to more tales of your pigs. I am surprised you could corral them. Cicero got spooked once on a walk and bolted. No way in hell could I stop him. He was running from a Mountain lion in his mind. Lord knows where he ended up. After a few hours, he made it home. He’s a wanderer. Roaming at night was his thing. Waking me at 1 or so if I closed the dog door, banging on it. At least he got too big to find holes to squeeze thru. I imagine your pigs must’ve been freaked out and after all the attention from strangers. My guy would’ve bolted for sure. And people and the stinkin phones recording everything. Remember the Japanese tourist joke in the 80s? They got the last laugh. Morticians probably have to pry them out of the cold dead hands. I really despise technology. Give me back the wall phones and cords any day.
First time comment, long time fan. I trust GM's writings more than any 'news' purveyor. I mention that 'trust' because I found a few 'news' posts/articles related to our muse's recent suffering, and most (all?) of the articles stated that one to all of the pigs were euthanized on-site that day.
Is this just another example of sloppy reporting or something more systemic? And if they can't even get the most basic facts correct for a short news flash about "blood on the highway!", what can they ever get "right"?
(Edit) - I forgot an example link in my initial comment:
This is absolutely insane, because many of the details are nearly IDENTICAL to our story.
But this is NOT us. We were in Berks County at the time, our incident was on the 11th, and it happened in the late afternoon, not the early morning. There were also no female officers that responded to us that day.
This is absolutely nuts that the other details are the same, but this wasn't me. Looks like their pigs weren't so lucky.
Also, I don't remember any media showing up for our thing. The staties thankfully got us out of there in about an hour, all told. As far as I know, it never got reported on, unless you find some numb nuts that posted their ghoulish videography to social media.
Outstanding ( and painful to empathize with) round up today!
While I understand your frustration at not playing in the Viking games this weekend, I can tell you from much experience: diving in begore healing is nearly complete is begging for even further and more debilitating re-injury. Should you start to succumb to your internal pressure- jab your thigh with a pocket knife. It'll remind you to not be an idiot, and it'll heal faster than a knee.
Your welcome.
Wow!! Protein and power self sufficient!!! That is frikking amazeballs!!!
Dad , fat enough away to not be up in your privacy grill, but close enough to not worry about AND help out, and keep the futuremouths home up and ready? Win/win/win.
LOL, I love the pocket knife suggestion. I have been similarly admonished before.
Yeah, the sitch with dad is amazing. The separate house was way more important to him than to us- it really is kind of the last frontier of his pride that he doesn't want to cross and, honestly, I understand an old man wanting privacy from his daughter to walk around in his underwear or whatever.
Mothermouth is the same way. She said she will stay in her own house to the bitter end, and just hire more and more support to come in (which seems to be a long way off for her).
And no sane person wants their parents walking past them during a wild romp in ( or out) of the bedroom...so its a win?on both sides!
I envy you now having a gardening vizier on your homestead! Hell have pride in helping the Mouth community thrive.
I'll remind you I own ( an about dead, thanks Biden economy!) Martial arts busines... many arevthebtimes I haven't been smart enough to jab myself with a knife...and I really love knives... in order for me to not wake back onto the mats. I've learned that since my last two car wrecks, thankfully. Thst and being in my 50s now: aging and healing. Nuff said
FJB. I have so many buddies that are on the brink of collapse with their businesses.
IMO, their should be some recognition for the small businesses and children who took the brunt of all this nonsense. And also the folks who had the balls to stand up to their employers to not take the DIRT...and got fired.
Doesn't seem like many people care.
Wish you the best I&K. Makes me sick what they've done to you.
There's times when I look back on what I've typed, and am horrified by the fat fingered typos and spell checking free-for-all... honest...I'm not a street urchin.
Thank you, Ryan ...I can't say it would have ever been a thriving business, because I live in rural GA, but now I have less ability to teach people self defense. And that just torques me.
You have 11 yr old twins- may they be your pride and joy, and the Elites unholy nightmares!
Really enjoyed reading this. Hysterically funny in the beginning, serious towards the end.
You just described exactly what it's like to drink with me.
Ha ha!
Think I would enjoy that!
I will absolutely host a thing someday. Maybe if the community gets big enough we do something regional somewhere else for people who don't feel like schlepping to PA.
I love this idea. It'd be nice to actually talk with people sans the keyboard.
I’m in. I would make the trip to PA from Texas. My people are from there. It would be a hoot!
Well. You screwed up with the solar. I could've donated you panels. One of my business sells and installs solar.
For a commercial business, that is an owner operator, it is hard to beat as investment and hedge against rate hikes.
I lease them to tax-exempt entities so that I can claim section 179 and monetize the tax credits. I'm a libertarian; so feel like I'm taking back from the government what they try to take from me.
That said they are never going to be viable as a solution at the utility scale level.
Anyway. Sorry about your pigs. Sounds like a fucking disaster.
That's an incredible business.
The surviving pigs are okay and quite happy. Pics later. It was just an awful, awful day.
:(
What area are you in, Ryan? We're having no luck getting it together here in MI.
I'm in Tampa. Moved here in April 20'. I think it's child abuse to cover a child's face.
And I sure as shit wasn't going to allow that to happen to my twins when they had just turned 9.
We're stuck in Mich, as that's where our guardianship is for the grandkiddo., and we bought a house on some land here (probably a mistake).
We'd like to move to FL, as we have some folks in the JAX area who would benefit from our physical presence, including my other grandchild and her guardian (guardian suddenly developed an aggressive esophageal cancer some months after her 2nd jab).
We're trying to hunker down and set up as much as we can for survival, for now.
I love your Substack. Thanks. That is all.
Brandon was always the worst kind of DC Swamp ghoul "career" political puppet who would say literally anything to further whatever agenda was yanking his strings that week. Selling him to the public as either principled or capable of managing a crisis (such as a manufactured pandemic) was the worst kind of black comedy but the person that really casts the darkest of shadows is our gal Jill Biden.
When your husband is old as fuck, presumeably just wants to sleep for 10 hours a day and is clearly losing his mind how wrong is it to force him to be injected to the eyeballs on speed and who knows what else daily to endure the worst job in the world so you attend Olympic ceremonies in empty stadiums and clap?
I have to assume she's either deeply evil or, more likely, fucking hates the old bastard and doesn't GAF. Which makes you wonder what skeletons he's got stashed away to make her hate him so much.
Sorry about the pigs. Was it a flaw with the trailer? We're testy words exchanged with the father/daughter outfit?
Since we really don't understand how it flew open- we didn't see it happen directly- we don't know who to blame, and it may very well have been our own fault as first-time users. It has not happened since.
I agree wholeheartedly about Brandon. Countless people have told me they "feel sorry" for the "cruel" propping up of a barely-functioning elderly person, but he spent 40 years buying this ticket. There's a kind of poetic irony in him being a mindless puppet.
Also agree it's ABUNDANTLY clear Jill hates him. That "putting on the jacket" video was more evident of a cold heart of nearly anything. I thought it was absolutely bizarre that the MSM has spent so much time up to now fawning over her as being the Lady Of The People counterpart to Melania.
Yes. NO take-backsies, Brandon! He bought that ticket fair and square.
I've decided that I want chickens who are more scared of me than I am of them. Your pig with the dominatrix hen on top is how I feel with the beady-eyed hen from hell pecking my leg today. Time to call my knackerman!
But seriously, you're funny.
My chickens really like me, though I haven't done much to earn it. They follow me around like an entourage, even though they don't like being picked up.
I think the main reason is that we incubated all our current birds, and I handled them daily while they were maturing indoors for the first month, so there was probably at least a little imprinting. It helps.
I've been slipping new-hatched chicks under broody hens and letting them raise them--princesses of the roost until one fateful day when the 'mom' kicks them to the curb and they have to fend for themselves. I'm thinking quail next, or the olive-eggers with the weird Mohawks. They seem friendlier.
I used to have rabbits, giving my daughter the name bunny-killer from the mean kid nextdoor. I just got half a lamb and a nanoshare of pig. But my pig peeps, Wayne's Fine Swine, have been having breeding problems with their Berkshires, so these are their last. AND the raw milk dairy that distributes from my driveway can't get insurance now, so she's hanging on by a thread. Not that there's any plot against small producers, of course.
Omigosh..thats just sad about your other producers
Wow, you took quite a physical pounding last week, Guttermouth. Glad to hear that your dad has moved in (kinda)...easier for you and also gives you an extra trigger finger on the ramparts. You know, in case the Canadian despot seeks to expand his empire...
Agree 100% about speaking out about the malevolent buffoonery (buffoonish malevolence?) of official covid response. Silence does not equal violence, as the leftists proclaim, but it can definitely be seen as compliance or acquiescence. We cannot have that. Every time someone speaks out, Fauci feels a sensation of a sandfly nibbling him.
I have more to say about the latter part. But yeah, everyone's really happy about dad. It will greatly minimize a lot of worries.
Agreed Doc, I have doctors in my circle of friends and neighbors. I have lost most decorum at this point and openly mock them for the stupid. I call them cowards for still not standing up to treat us and practice medicine by creating protocols to fight disease instead of echoing the propaganda.
I ask them how they can explain or recommend an injection that does not stop transmission or infection. I ask them and the rest of the covidiots if they are going to collect them all or at least inject quarterly. The look on their faces when they just recovered from a bout of covid and I enquire when they are going to get their booster.
You see my household was the first to get it in the family and neighborhood to be greeted with natural immunity does not work crap was being preached. So asking about their shot after infection is a wonderful time for me that I take great joy in.
I ask them to wear a mask please because it offends me even though I dont wear a mask. F-them. done being nice. Other than the wife not being too happy about it, others are joining in on the mocking when someone starts it up.
That they showed their true colors already and I will never forget that cowardice. They needed to be on the front lines but on the side of science and not be brownshirts
I half jest at a party at my house that I am going to put up a sign that says all women must wear hijab to enter our business because I believe religious cloth works better agains the covid. Why not right? It makes me feel safer right and its all about me and my stupid you must respect. I did enjoy watching the gears turn in folks that support masks science BUT are against anything religious face the fact that they are acting like a cult.
You had me laughing (Thank-you!) and crying (dammit - those poor piggies). Yeah, the pig story sounded like my life for the last 38 years, except it mostly hasn't involved the animals. (Thank God!)
I have never previously had the misfortune to be part of "those people" causing a horrible-looking pileup on a highway with lots of emergency vehicles showing up.
I fully expected to get a really expensive ticket ("Pig Littering") or a bill from the state for fucking up traffic or something.
Check it off the bucket list, I suppose.
Excellent post. I subscribed to Jeff's stack. Sorry about the pig. Hope you are feeling better soon. Hope fathermouth doesn't drive you crazy.
Nah. He's my dad. It's all good in the hood.
I’ve just learned that stories of pigs and pavement, houses and rabbits, and power and politics are not insomnia remedies; nor is typing, retyping, cursor re-repositioning, and more retyping to correct misspellings and incorrect spelling corrections and grammatical abominations while bleary-eyed and fat-fingered to write this comment.
The stories helped pass the time well, thank you, and good luck. The latter stuff just spun up blood pressure and annoyance :-) Ah and daylight is now surpassing evident and strengthening.
With those kinds of nights, honestly, passing the time is all you can do. Glad I could help.
Have either of you tried passionflower or cbd-n for insomnia?
No, it’s a little far for reception.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/CBDN
*swat!*
https://www.medicalnewstoday.com/articles/cbd-vs-cbn
Proposed additional boar photo caption:
“When you just realized your function on the farm and no longer care about the consequences of abdication.”
"What I relate is the history of the next two centuries. I describe what is coming, what can no longer come differently: the advent of nihilism…"
Lolol
“Futuremouth!” I laughed out loud. Your writing captures me. I love reading this. I’ll figure out a way to give you something.
Poor piggies. Asphalt burns are no way to have fun in the sun. Also confirms an old truth: want to meet decent people? Hang out with farmers, hunters and handymen/craftsmen. Want to meet bungholes? Work in media/entertaintment, the civil service or for MegaCorps.
Knowing how old men can be, hope your dad can get himself a hobby or something, fishing maybe? Something with purpose and reward seems best going by my relatives and myself.
Take care of your knee! I've had a niggling thing going on in my right knee since October, took a tumble down a mountain slope. No big injury, no swelling, no othing except a little pain and that I can't exert full power. Physiotherapist says injury to the meniscus, que for MR is "we'll get to you when we do" (yay NPM & QALY!...) And it's no fun having exactly what you describe (power in the knee sort of disappearing) when you're on a ladder.
Can I ask, why rabbits and not hares, if the purpose is meat and fur?
Dad fished for most of his life and stopped about 20 years ago. He took me fishing and crabbing a lot when I was a kid, especially when he still had his sailboat.
The thing you're pointing out is part of a bigger problem - dad doesn't really KNOW what to do with himself anymore, and now he's readjusting that sense of what he CAN do physically a little late in the game.
I will probably strongly encourage him to start gardening again after the move. He did it the whole time I was growing up in NY, quite prodigiously (for the scale of our tiny little yard), and is highly knowledgeable.
Hares breed seasonally; in captivity rabbits will breed almost whenever if they're kept warm. They're also completely antisocial, unlike rabbits which are highly social, which means you can't really shelter them together unless you want to to a bank of separate cages.
And many of the rabbit breeds bred for meat ARE actually more productive than hares- Flemish can hit like 18 lbs, which is bigger than any hares I know of.
Domestic meat rabbits (though there are definitely heavily bred exceptions) are also more widely tolerant of foods than hares, and it was a big point for us that we can feed our livestock almost exclusively on forage.
I'm 90% sure that my knee is nothing permanent. I recovered mobility way too fast, and I know from kendo what long-term muscle injuries feel like. I think one more week and I'll be fine. I hate to miss "holmgang" tomorrow.
Aha, did not know that about rabbits/hares. Our local wild variety runs to about 5-6 kilos t most (10 pounds I think) before winter. "Size matters not" as Yoda would have said.
Yeah, gardening and stuff like that sounds right. Productive, meticulous, delayed gratification plus lots options for working with your hands but with no heavy loads.
Most people here go in for goats and sheep instead. Must say I much prefer goat's meat before sheep.
It's a toss-up for me. Lamb is expensive in the US, mutton is not widely available, though I love it. Goat is nice but not very popular here. They're good for different kinds of preparations. I had a roast mutton in Ireland I still think about sometimes.
Making choices about livestock is juggling a lot of variables. Getting back to rabbits, for example; there may be larger varieties, but if you have larger, more frequent litters, you're coming out ahead if the weight delta isn't enormous. My cows and hogs are not as enormous as some commercial breeds but they can subsist exclusively on forage if enough is available and have basically no inborn health issues and birth naturally (ie., you will literally never need a vet).
The varieties of stuff we choose to grow here is primarily what was traditionally popular for homesteaders, as our first priority is feeding ourselves with little or no cost (and, long term, no dependence on supply chains with people we don't like).
Maybe buy him a dehydrator for his garden, too.
I think I found a book you would enjoy.
Between Two Graves by Dorothy Grant. If you decide to buy it and it does not suit, I'll spot you the substack subscription to cover it.
I just picked it up.
The review had me at "tactical romance."
My God, I visualized that like I was there. I had a pet pig, 400lbs (didn’t get the memo he was supposed to be a mini). He died this past July. Cicero. Sweet boy. He was so smart. Figured out refrigerators by the time he was 6 months. Had to padlock it. Surprisingly agile too. I had trailer him- it was roofless and the walls went up about 5 ft high. Color me surprised when his head suddenly appeared over the walls, trying to jump out! It was a very close call. So “when pigs fly” isn’t as rare as “hell freezes over” actually. Glad your oinkers survived in tact. All that fat does serve them.
The boar in the photo knows how to work latches, deadbolts, and door handles. I basically have to secure something too heavy for him to lift with his nose or tusks or put a lock on it.
I can so believe it. Its a whole ‘nother level of mischief oinkers can get into. I look forward to more tales of your pigs. I am surprised you could corral them. Cicero got spooked once on a walk and bolted. No way in hell could I stop him. He was running from a Mountain lion in his mind. Lord knows where he ended up. After a few hours, he made it home. He’s a wanderer. Roaming at night was his thing. Waking me at 1 or so if I closed the dog door, banging on it. At least he got too big to find holes to squeeze thru. I imagine your pigs must’ve been freaked out and after all the attention from strangers. My guy would’ve bolted for sure. And people and the stinkin phones recording everything. Remember the Japanese tourist joke in the 80s? They got the last laugh. Morticians probably have to pry them out of the cold dead hands. I really despise technology. Give me back the wall phones and cords any day.
Can the trailer be opened from the inside? Hopefully the pigs didn't open it!
It can't. Near as we can figure there was a latch that opened with a very hard bump.
First time comment, long time fan. I trust GM's writings more than any 'news' purveyor. I mention that 'trust' because I found a few 'news' posts/articles related to our muse's recent suffering, and most (all?) of the articles stated that one to all of the pigs were euthanized on-site that day.
Is this just another example of sloppy reporting or something more systemic? And if they can't even get the most basic facts correct for a short news flash about "blood on the highway!", what can they ever get "right"?
(Edit) - I forgot an example link in my initial comment:
https://www.abc27.com/news/traffic/pigs-loose-on-i-81-in-dauphin-county/
...and thanks for your first-time comment!
This is absolutely insane, because many of the details are nearly IDENTICAL to our story.
But this is NOT us. We were in Berks County at the time, our incident was on the 11th, and it happened in the late afternoon, not the early morning. There were also no female officers that responded to us that day.
This is absolutely nuts that the other details are the same, but this wasn't me. Looks like their pigs weren't so lucky.
Also, I don't remember any media showing up for our thing. The staties thankfully got us out of there in about an hour, all told. As far as I know, it never got reported on, unless you find some numb nuts that posted their ghoulish videography to social media.
Outstanding ( and painful to empathize with) round up today!
While I understand your frustration at not playing in the Viking games this weekend, I can tell you from much experience: diving in begore healing is nearly complete is begging for even further and more debilitating re-injury. Should you start to succumb to your internal pressure- jab your thigh with a pocket knife. It'll remind you to not be an idiot, and it'll heal faster than a knee.
Your welcome.
Wow!! Protein and power self sufficient!!! That is frikking amazeballs!!!
Dad , fat enough away to not be up in your privacy grill, but close enough to not worry about AND help out, and keep the futuremouths home up and ready? Win/win/win.
LOL, I love the pocket knife suggestion. I have been similarly admonished before.
Yeah, the sitch with dad is amazing. The separate house was way more important to him than to us- it really is kind of the last frontier of his pride that he doesn't want to cross and, honestly, I understand an old man wanting privacy from his daughter to walk around in his underwear or whatever.
Mothermouth is the same way. She said she will stay in her own house to the bitter end, and just hire more and more support to come in (which seems to be a long way off for her).
And no sane person wants their parents walking past them during a wild romp in ( or out) of the bedroom...so its a win?on both sides!
I envy you now having a gardening vizier on your homestead! Hell have pride in helping the Mouth community thrive.
I'll remind you I own ( an about dead, thanks Biden economy!) Martial arts busines... many arevthebtimes I haven't been smart enough to jab myself with a knife...and I really love knives... in order for me to not wake back onto the mats. I've learned that since my last two car wrecks, thankfully. Thst and being in my 50s now: aging and healing. Nuff said
FJB. I have so many buddies that are on the brink of collapse with their businesses.
IMO, their should be some recognition for the small businesses and children who took the brunt of all this nonsense. And also the folks who had the balls to stand up to their employers to not take the DIRT...and got fired.
Doesn't seem like many people care.
Wish you the best I&K. Makes me sick what they've done to you.
There's times when I look back on what I've typed, and am horrified by the fat fingered typos and spell checking free-for-all... honest...I'm not a street urchin.
Thank you, Ryan ...I can't say it would have ever been a thriving business, because I live in rural GA, but now I have less ability to teach people self defense. And that just torques me.
You have 11 yr old twins- may they be your pride and joy, and the Elites unholy nightmares!
Funny I&K!