Neanderpundit

asks the musical question: Which makes a worse “smush”? Junebugs or cockroaches?

I happen to have a lot of experience in this area of expertise, and I can easily say: Neither. The best “smush” is a Potato Bug, (I’m not sure of it’s actual name) a bright red beetle with a hard shell that I managed to convince my kid sister one year were “potato berries”. The crunch of her eating those berries will be with me all my life.

Go here.yes, it’s fiction. At the moment. Hat tip Aaron.

of course. Dean Esmay, never having read the Koran, or the Gospels, for that matter, will tell you that this is all out of context. He is, of course, utterly wrong. Enjoy Dhimmitude, Dean!

No, I’m not gonna talk about a Robert Redford movie.

Dad was a horse whisperer. Not in some magical sense, but a guy who was good from horses from birth. It’s a bit of old folklore that a horse whisperer is weaned on the milk of a morgan mare, and dad was.

I know he hated it.I know he was called on to deal with horses with problems- people would call dad before they called a vet- and as often as not he could help them. Sometimes I helped him clean up a bad hoof- he kept a hoof knife in his truck his whole life- and sometimes we’d lance a boil or an infection. Most of the time, he’d get a horse that would shy at the sight of a fence, or something strange like that. Sometimes he’d hook up a horse owner with a goat, or a dog. Some horses wold be calm if there was a goat around, some would chill out around the right kind of a dog.
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