How'd it go today?

The first words outta my mouth when I saw that snapping turtle in my drive a few weeks ago were "turtle soup tonight!" Kids got a bit upset so I showed him off and put him on the bank. I really don't know how to cook them but google would've told me how.
 
You just crack em open, cut the meat into strips, bread and fry it.

Years ago there was a little town to the south of me, called Cleveland of all things. There was a dance hall and a bar. Plus some labor cabins.

The bar was a busy place, they served a lot of beer and burgers to the area cowboys, oil and gas crews and what passers by.

Not sure if you other guys have been around something like that.....a bar 30 miles from anything out in the country.

Anyway, they had an old Campbells soup dispenser, the kind that the cans rolled out the bottom.


In one slot, all by itself was a can of Campbells Turtle soup. No one would ever eat it. Even when someone would put money on it.

They would eat sausages and eggs out of a jar, raw hamburger on crackers, raw egg in a beer and calf nuts. But no one would eat the turtle soup.
 
Good one, Jim.
Not taking the bait, though:lol:

We've only got vipers here, but they'll screw any where they want to, like the rest of us.


We finished making the hedges at the large church yard look nice.

I just about blew a fuse today.

We had 4 good for nothings cleaning up after Richard and me, doing the trimming.

They couldn't keep up, so in the end, we had to go back and help them out.

Of course, keeping up is hard, when you have to keep up with your FaceBook account.

3 years ago, when the mail order bride came up here, I had her follow me and do clean up, lil' old 57 year woman kept up with me, no problem.

I biched to Richard about them, and he called me a dinosaur, with no understanding of how young people work.
Even went so far as suggesting he'd call the Smithsonian and have them hang me up next to Sue.:lol:


I just looked it up, And Sue is not at the Smithsonian,
It was a cool remark, anyway.
 
Not my employees.
They belong to the company we sub for.
So I don't have to pay them, but just looking at them still pisses me off.
 
Something good happened today.
My best friend ( We've been close buddies since we were 13) was recently diagnostized with cancer of the tounge root.
Nasty shit.
Our terrible communistic socialist medicine system which anyone knows can't work but will simply be a drain on the ressources and eat up the savings of our poor hardworking citicens ( No, wait......we are commies, we don't work hard, but prefer to loaf off and collect welfare) took care of him, and blasted that thing with radiation, while lowering his singing voice about two octaves while they were at it. ( He can do a fantastic " Old man river" , now)

Last week they found some lymph nodes that were highly suspect.

They were taken out today, and showed that he was clean.

Whew, I've been holding my breath for a week over that.

So I'm a happy camper now.












There might have been some slight spillover into this post from another thread, if so, I apologize.:D
 
Fine pic, Jim.

You use scissors or electric clippers or what?
 
What's that on Daniel's TV screen? If the set is linked to a security system it looks like a serious home invasion taking place.
 
No need to. You just freaked me out. :drink:

A proper haircut indeed Jim. Young Daniel looks sharp.

Glad your bud is on the mend Stig.
 
Hey, I can't see worth a shit and my big belly gets in the way.

Plus, it takes two hands to cut my kelvar nails. I just couldn't do it proper like anymore.

It's actually quit a pleasant experience.
 
I bet it is. I'll head to town with my sachel(not a purse!) one day and try it myself. :D


Just funning. I bet it feels great!
 
It makes me wanna try a full body massage, at least once.

The girl knows about my crushed foot and pays extra attention to it which is very cool.
 
Some jackleg parked his bitchin car outside my place all yesterday and then when he came and got it did a giant ass burnout on the pavement when he left. Big smoke show. Pretty hopped up what with the wing and all.

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You don't park in front of my place all day without me taking a pic of your plate. Out of province, Albertan.
 
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