Newbrassky

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

Well, I didn't play with it today. I went on a quest to find a dutch oven. Wandered all over the countryside, I did. I was surprised at how many of the antique folks didn't know what a dutch oven was. A couple of them tried to pawn a regular pot with a dome lid off on me. One man had one but the lid was cracked with holes in it. Another lady had one, but the lid was soldered to fix where it had caved in at some time. She tried to tell me it was just normal gunk that accumulates in cast iron, until I showed her the cracks and where it had been mashed. She wanted $95 for that one. I don't want to cook anything in a pot that might have lead solder in it.

So I got doodlysquat for an oven today.

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

Well, thanks to a quick education from that ebay place, I have to say "Oops!" Turns out those pots with the dome lids are also dutch ovens, but what I am looking for is a "camping dutch oven." Turns out that I already have a Wagner chicken fryer, a dutch oven with the hanger and no marks, and an odd pot that has spouts on both sides. The lid for that one also has a handle, is deep, and has matching spouts on both sides. I don't know what it is!

[Delmonico]

Delmonico hopes the Uncletique dealers didn't steal the fairy Godmothers wand, so Delmonico sent her a PM. 

Back on tha ranch Delmonico realizes that he might have went to far this time.  If Slim don't return from Area 51, Delmonico will have ta finish brandin' the cattle and Delmonico's smelled that before, it stinks.   Delmonico though figgers Slim has Googled himself out of another mess and will log in Monday and tell us how he escaped from the black hellycopter.

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

The fairy godmother scribbles out a reply, then ponders Delmonico's situation.

"You know, you could send the yellow dog to go get Slim."

Comfy and cozy, the yellow dog lifts his head, perks his ears forward, then gives them a "who, me?" look.

[Delmonico]

Na' tha yaller dog ain't gonna find Slim, remember he's still mad at Slim over the brandin' insoodent.

I got an Idea though, got some friends that might be able ta help, I'll get them rounded up before the mornin" they can find Slim.

[Delmonico]

" I got some good news and some bad news.  The good news is I got's connections with the State Militia, officers also like ta eat.  (Is there anyone who Delmonico ain't bribed with food. )

The ajoootant Gineral has loaned us a patrol ta go out lokkin' fer Slim, that is the good news.  The bad news is the only fella's he can loan us right now, this mornin' is a band company.  But they will do their best.

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So after delmonico feeds the band steak and eggs fer breakfast,  they head out lookin' fer Slim.  As they dissapear out accross the sandhills, the rolicking strains of "Garry Owen" fade back on the wind. 

Delmonico hopes the band don't drink to much brown ale and end up in gaol, like that wonderful Irish drinkin' song says.   

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

First regiment band of the Nebraska National Guard, Kearney, Nebraska.



(How about that, I got it to verk!)

[Delmonico]

My magic wand don't have enough power fer that.   But I hope these fellers can find Slim.  Just got a tellygraph from the AG, says if'n these fellaws find Slim, he might be able ta send more help.

[Delmonico]

Suddenly the is a bunch a noise and a group of soldiers come over tha hill and it ain't the band that left earlier. 

Upon the group reachin' camp Delmonico finds out that it is part of the band that was delayed in the sand.  But now they have arrived and when the rest show back up this evening they are gonna do a concert. 
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They are plannin' on startin' the concert at 7 pm.#
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They are gonna play "The 1812 Overture."

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[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

"Oh, I love the 1812 Overture! Lemme wave my wand to make sure the cannon are pointed in the right direction... "




Nebraska National Guard, Kearney, Nebraska.

"But when they are done, shouldn't they be going to get Slim?"

[Silver Creek Slim]

The militia band along with the artillary attachment brings Slim into camp. Delmonico feeds them steak & eggs for breakfast. After eating their fill, the militia head back to the fort. Slim yells to the militia, "Thanks for rescuing me from those Nevady wackos. Take along several unbranded beeves for your trouble." Slim goes over and gives the yaller dawg a BIG juicy beef steak and asks for forgiveness for branded its hide.

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

The yellow dog smiles around the BIG steak (dogs can do that, I've seen it), gives Slim several happy wags of his tail, then wanders to the shade to eat.

[Delmonico]

Delmonico says, "Ya sure wiggled out a this one again pretty easy.  Now get them beeves branded or ya don't get no supper.  And try ta stay outa trouble."

[Silver Creek Slim]

"Okay, I'll try to stay outta trouble." Slim saddles his horse and rides out to the herd.

[Delmonico]

Delmonico graps another cup a coffee before startin' on fresh beard for supper.  He thinks to him self.   "Slim, stay outa trouble?  Not while I gots coffee and time ta think." ;

[Silver Creek Slim]

Oh no, here it comes. 

[Delmonico]

When Slim finally gets done with the brandin' he knocks off early and comes back ta tha ranch ta find Delmonico hobblin' about with a sore back.  "Slim, we need ta get us a well, I thowed ma back out haulin' water from the Dismal river.  Besides that ya ain't good anout keepin' the herd downsteam and tha coffee's been funny tastin'."

"We could dig a well with a shovel, but toads, snakes and lizards will just fall down it and the coffee will taste like toads, snakes and lizards that are turnin' rancid. "

"Go down ta Kearney and hire a drill rig like this one:"

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[Silver Creek Slim]

"Will this get me in trouble?"

[Delmonico]

"Now Slim, how could a fella git in trouble ridin' down ta Kearney ta hire a well drillin' crew?"

"Oh last time I was down ta Kearney I stayed with some folks with a really cool windmill, could ya get us one like this one.?"

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"It makes the others look so plain.  And we don't want a plain lookin' ranch."

[Silver Creek Slim]

"If there is trouble to be had, I will find it.  " "Alright, I will go to Kearney to hire a well drill crew and get a fancy windmill." Slim saddles his hoss and heads to Kearney.

[Delmonico]

Just don't get lost, if ya lose yer compass, just find a compass plant.  Silphium lacinaitum fer taxinomical folks, the leaves point north and south.

[Silver Creek Slim]

Just like moss only grows on the northside of trees? But, since they are few trees in Nebrassky I won't get lost. 

[Delmonico]

A week later Slim ain't back.  Delmonico gets on his mule and heads out trackin' Slim, takin' the yallar dog ta help.  "I know he's got water and he can survive on jackrabbits and antyloope. But I bet I know where ta look, good thing I brought the yallar dog."

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"Slim didn't know what was between the ranch and Kearney.  He's most likely walkin' in circles, goin' nuts tryin' ta find a tree ta climb ta see where he's at."

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

The yellow dog doesn't have a magic wand and isn't as savvy as Slim, so he can't make the pictures appear. But about two hours out, he goes into a panic from the lack of trees and desolate landscape and ends up raising his leg on the mule's.

[Silver Creek Slim]

Slim's been wandering around the sandhills trying to find his way to Kearney. "Delmonico was right. These jackrabbits sure are tough, but  the antelope is pretty good."