Tuesday, July 10, 2012

get out of here and get me some money too

Right now I'm supposed to be packing for our family reunion, but here I sit doing town stuff on the internet.  Stop me if you've heard this story: when I used to work at my dad's tractor dealership--in the days when he was still buying it from the previous owner--I worked in the office with the  secretary and the office manager.  Every day one of them would go in to town to "do the town stuff," and they'd be gone for over an hour, sometimes much, much longer than that.  I didn't think much of it until one day they sent me to do the town stuff, with a list of the things I needed to accomplish while I was in town.  It took me maybe a half hour, including getting a pocket pizza for lunch, and I was like, "Oh, I get it."  So town stuff is when you lard a legitimate task with goldbricking.  I'm super good at it.  You may borrow my phraseology if you wish.  

I am going to ride a horse.  Maybe today, maybe tomorrow.  Maybe both.  I'm very excited about it.  I love the idea of horses, and would have one myself if they weren't such giant expensive pigs.  The livestock auction these days is a sad place for horses.  I like the word "gluepot."  If I had a horse I would name it Rocinante for fun.  If I had a draft horse I would name it Manwich.  Naming animals is my favorite part, and the next time I have a buck goat that we leave intact we're going to name it Clubber Lang.  Do you have an animal you would like me to name?


beckster said...

You are wise not to get a horse. I had a horse, and they are extraordinarily expensive to keep, they need routine exercising, and you grow inordinately fond of your horse unless it is a devil horse. I was so sad when I had to give her up, but I had more cash and free time. There is nothing like flying along on a horse you trust.