Piss on Dianne Feinstein. She's the quintessential Senate hack. She's conflict-of-interest-ridden (her third husband is a defense contractor), and she voted for all the PATRIOT Act and warrantless surveillance bullshit. You can't take her word on anything. She's as malleable as her "principles."

A group of retired flag and general officers visited Obama The Divine to urge him to adopt the Army Field Manual as the one and only standard governing prisoner interrogations. I hope they persuaded him.

Sorry about your dealer. If you could still have arguments like that, and remember them now, after that kind of consumption then you should have asked for your money back. ;-} -- Pedinska

I think you mis-read that to mean that I alone would smoke all that weed.

I recall a washtub full of fresh oysters, beer, brother Jack Daniels, weed, harder stuff and lots of boys and girls looking to let off a little steam.

Remember the motto back then:

make awkward sexual advances; not war

after all, there was a war on.

omooex.

There is a great `Small Farmer's Journal. - Visualize Small Farms Everywhere.

I recommend it to nasty critter who flops in here @ UT and hurts your feeling.

I have a paper version. I wish I could share the inside:` Cultivating Questions.

The article is written by Ann and Eric Nordell of Trout Run PA.

Their Farm is weedless. They use horses to play. Google?

*Grow Your Own Mulch* If you ever visited their farm? Wow!

Maybe you and me, etc., could quit blog reads? I hope so.

They love Bio-Extensive Market Farmer Farm/Gardens.

They dress like barefoot hillbillies. Wonderful Folk. Wow.

Farmer Pirates. Dancing Cows. *SMALL FARM JOURNAL*

*GROW YOUR OWN MULCH? by Ann and Eric Nordell.

Recommend it for 'toddlers' @ UT who in stinky pant.

Those who scream: Dump Innate Ingrate GC! okay.

There are homemade Ice Cream Recipes. ETC. gold.

Read a GREAT magazine? It's coffee table book size.

It keeps you Focused. No one yells, and you love it.

The Journal is published on `Singing Horse Ranch.

Cartoon, sketches, environment, HORRID poems,

black and white photos, Books: The Goat Lady,

Sheep Care, Grass-Fed Cattle, Raise Rabbits,

Natural Superiority of Mules, Hitch Wagons. The Summer issue Vol 32, Issue 3: You change careers? You will plow Ox Head Yoked? Grow mulch, store butter, breed jackrabbits for DC 5-star gourmet politico eaters? Politico gotta eat. Build a coffin with castor bean wheels? Learn to make Kefir Cheese from milking Dexter Cows. It is even written in comprehensible English. The INANE? The PA Dutch are a mix breed human who still have a unique dialects.

Der Burr hinder me git-thee fussy de-Ya, mulch ruin (run) and (trip) ands firs-face first/'.

You omooex might become a sheep milker? Sheep flops are gold. Sell Sheep milk and wool blogging mitten? Store root crops. Maybe Read:`Come to The Harvest-Poems by Paul Hunter.

Silver Fish Review Press. Paul Hunter is pictured playing a slide-guitar in the yard of Jonas Raber. Kristi Miller made great quantities of Roy Miller's huge Lake Erie Walleyes. ( A mythical fish) The fish soup was cooked to perfection. Paul Hunter is a guitar maker, and a well intended, Not-"INANE" scratcher-down of natural thoughts. He just lives a life based on thee world that embraces. Nature surrounds his homestead. The Poem:`Like As Not. Google? Buy his book?

It is simple.

Comprehensible.

He isn't reprehensible.

omooex. You know that I'm not taking a jab at you? IMHO, I believe a 'critter' who reads only politics will be eventually very.

so LETHAL, nasty, unbalanced.

A inner person may go rancid?

It's just my sincere old opinion.

Paul Hunter is a brewmaster, printer, seed saver, and friendly agrarian extraordinaire. He invest. But, not in stocks and bonds, but rather in bones and sticks, stories and songs, the past and the future. It is a wild?

A greater world is wild & wilder.

His (he is just writing?) Poems?

His [w]rap? Nature, and the embrace beauty. A love for a livelihood in gardens.

With all the vagaries and plumery, what can be more small, and grander of a idea,

and just stoop down to take a small pinch of living Earth between a finger and thumb?

~Earl-

Big Dry Syndicate. It's as good as `The New Yorker?

There is a illustration of a straw hat farm/gardener.

The Moon is still shining in the early morning sky.

The horse, a dog, and a sleepy guy is plodding.

The horse pulls a land lover along with a leash.

Earl says:`

There must be something to this reincarnation.

The Farm Business:`A farmer thinks: This idea.

*None can get this far behind in one lifetime.*

Like As Not.

No matter what the young ones craved in nightly prayers might blurt out couldn't help themselves

squander the dime in their pockets fling up the whole silver moon.

begging parents for the bike dollhouse radio electric train roller-skates

mickey mouse watch bb gun the response would come as half a promise never more

once crops are in once we know where we stand we'll see some harvest time so fall that

bright red tractor first appeared when the season was passed needing one when the money

stood proud in our hand fall was when the old folks took that train trip way down south

came home with nervous grin some souvenir they bought a little something to show for

the parlor they didn't smoke in that ashtray of the town of New Orleans some chicory

a fancy pair of spoons worrying did not leave enough to buy us Christmas presents

but mostly we'd make do with hand-me-down with nothing much more-bought although every thirty-four years might come this wave of desire long denied when we'd happen into some money when the caves stayed healthy the crop caught the rain just right hit the market climbing not a drop when all might approach the full table share a little more than what was strictly good for them that chocolate mint ice cream pie we bought at a sitting polished off with ginger snaps and orange pop knowing full well by morning everyone might suffer like as not.-Paul Hunter.

`

I had two slices of pizza pie.

That is why I suffering now?

My daughter-in-law cooks.

I feel like some ice cream.

This is 'off-topic' cranky.

Cranky Rot Pie. I tease.

I ate homemade pizza.

The poodle had crusts.

A Black Poodle Ballet.

Maybe today a-okay.