MEAT'S BACK ON THE MENU, BOYS!

I don't know why I chose that title. I just really like that line from one of the LOTR movies. I can't remember which one. WE'VE BEEN EATING MAGGOTY BREAD FOR THREE STINKING DAYS! Yeeeeah we want some meat!

This blog was really just a quick message to those who might be traveling to Beijing for the Olympics. You don't have to worry about being served dog meat.

DOG MEAT......MMMMM

I was just thinking. I want to start raising dogs for their meat. I will have a whole herd of dogs. It would be much easier than sheep because you wouldn't need a sheep dog. Also, when its time to butcher the dogs you don't have to chase them down and tie them up. You would only need to whistle and hold out a Milk Bone and they'd all come running. Then I'd tell them to play dead. Easy as dog pie.

Maniacal Weeding

When things are slow in the ATV rental business, I do yard work around our building. There is something therapeutic about hacking weeds to death with a hoe. There is great satisfaction in turning around after 45 minutes of merciless chopping and beholding the swath of destruction. Its like mass genocide...with plants.... herbicide. Someone should have given Hitler a rake, a hoe, and a dusty weed choked field and set him loose. The world would be a very different place. I continue my rampage, an unstoppable force until the combined powers of excessive heat, dust inhalation, allergies, and a blood blister finally take their toll and I slink back to my desk, to blog. But I will rise again, hoe in hand, and in that day weeds will tremble and shrink before me, The Bringer of Death, The Reaper.