lost password and found it

I found the blog, but lost my password, but was able to reset it. I seem to be typing in the right place.

I havent been getting recent blog entries, but pushed an orange icon so may do so. (I am not computer illiterate. I work with them all day, but not this way, I said defensively.)

So anyway I have been doing some offblog emailing. the Obama supporters have been cheering each other on. I suppose the Bush supporters are too weary and forlorn, counting up the remnants of their house value or IRA stocks.

I also got advice from Floyd about how to kill hogs. Which helped Floyd! Of course I did watch utube movies of it being done too. The reason for it being that Anna fattened two pigs this summer and Penelope and Peanuckle, or whatever their names were, reached the requisite 200 plus pounds and couldnt be kept over winter. so anna toughened up and got her friends and family to do the deed while she was gone.

I supplied theory while anna's friends family (originally from Mexico where they did their own butchering.) carried out my anxious instructions. Or so I thought. I told the shooter where to shoot and advised him to "Shoot now! Shoot now!" Many of you will not appreciate graphic details so I will use euphemisms from here on. So I also used floyd's advice about where plunge the device to get out the life force. then we tried to hoist up by rope the carcass, 4 to 6 of us hefting as well as we could. One noting that his face was very close to worst end of the pig. so then we lowered the body and the father from the old country, whose english is limited - so of course led to some excited exchanges of incomprehensible verbiage, sometimes lacadaisically translated. But the life force fluids were out, and father meticulously reduced the hog's weight and redistributed it into a bucket, which they valued and took home with them. There were some tricky parts in there that Floyd did not have time to explain, so it was essential for Father ( I cannot remember his last name althought is common Like Cordosa). to be there. Very neat. Then 6 of us hoisted with difficulty the carcass into the back of the pick up and Katie and I took it off to the butcher shop. I volunteered to accompany her so she wouldnt get lost. and as it happens, by the time we returned the other hog had been turned into a carcass, put on the back of another pickup and was on its way out. so it all worked fine Floyd, thanks to you and Father Mendosa - thats not right either! Penelope is now called chops, roasts or bacon; but her spirit is represented by the 4 animals spoken of in revelation in heaven I suppose.

Hope to hear of you alls adventures and experiences soon, if you can find your password. You may use mine if you can't.

Jay Hoekstra