Newbrassky

[Delmonico]

"Looks good, often it is said that folks chose wire different from their neighbor so if'n ya got lost in a blizzard out in the open, ya could tell which fence it was by the pattern of the wire."

"Now if Trinity would show up we need holes dug."

[Trinity]

Delmonico and Slim, impatient, ride out to see what's holding Trinity up.  As they reach the first post erected by Trinity (and the only post errected by Trinity... [...FENCE POST!!!]) they find him asleep against the post, which wasn't even straight.  Amazed that Trinity can sleep for over 24 hours, they each give Trinity a swift kick.

"OOWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!  Now, why'd ya have to go and do that??"  They brought Trinity up to date, but he was hung up on Annie's comments: "It has been a while since that last trip to the wagons, even thems that hang plumb down to the ground would be nice!!  ...But then again, that visit by the doc weren't nice 'tall."

Trinity put thoughts of the flesh out of his mind (well, mostly) and focused on the job at hand.  "Jest how do we 'spect to do all this work ourselves???  We need some help.  Slim, when you fetch the bob-war, kin ya fetch some helpers???"

[Delmonico]

"Well every one else can come ta supper and have prime rib, Trinity don't get none cause he said if'n I made prime rib he'd have the holes dug and the posts set by supper time." 

Delmonico figgers Trinity will no get them done,  but since this is a cyberstory he thinks Trinity would be smart enough to say it's done, so he can have some cyberprime rib with the mustard rub on it.

Besides that when it is done there is some 12 year, no wait 18 year old cyber sourmash he can have and it don't have nothin' in the bottle ta make him puke er poop.

[Silver Creek Slim]

Slim hitches the team to the wagon and goes to town for the wire, posts, staples, hammers, fence stretcher, and post hole diggers. "I will see if I can find some fellers in town to help us with the fence. I'll be back soon."

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

AnnieLee poofs back in like some kind of frumpy fairy godmother.

"Don't forget more leather gloves, Slim, you'll be needing them!"

She turns and swipes a loaf of bread, then poofs back out with a glittering of sawdust.



AnnieLee

[Silver Creek Slim]

"Real men don't wear gloves. Since there are no real men 'round here, I'll get a dozen pair." 

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

A scruffy looking yellow dog meanders into the camp. He roves around a bit, sniffing at the bedrolls. So lean his ribs are showing, he gets a perplexed look, and ranges further out. After a few minutes, he trots back, now fully frustrated. With a sheepish look to Trinity, he raises his leg on a wagon wheel.

Much relieved he gives Delmonico his best "feed me?" look.

[Delmonico]

Delmonico looks at the yallar dog, and gives it some bread, cause if it's a yallar dog it's gonna ba a Lab (not lap) dog and any Lab dog Delmonico's ever seen likes bread,  Delmonico's Lab he used ta have even tried bakin' bread a couple of times.  (Flour all over the house. )  Besides that when the fence is done Slim can take that 10 ga he's talked about in the Longbranch and TFS and shoot us some ducks and geese, Delmonico can cook Czech food and he likes duck, kraut and dumplin's.  Delmonico hollors at Slim while he's leavin" "Get some cabbage so I can make kraut, get some potatoes, some rye flour, caraway seed, some prunees or poppy seed or both.  Ya might see if'n ya can find some Bohunks (slang for Czech folks from Bohemia, a region in Czechasovakia) ta build fence.

Mutterin' to himself Delmonico wonders what he did with his potatoe ricer.

[Silver Creek Slim]

"Okay, I will see if the Dry Goods store has that stuff. Them Bohunk's any good at building fence?"

[Delmonico]

"They be some of the best farm workers ever, Delmonico has many Bohunk Farmer friends, that's how he learned ta cook Czech food.  I ain't a real bohunk, but I be a honorary Czech and ya don't get that from stayin' in a Holiday Inn last night."

And all I know use the term Bohunk, just smile when ya says it.

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

The yellow dog snarfs up the bread, licking up all the leftover crumbs. He gives the departing Slim a tilt of the head "you should have googled Bohunk" look, then hunts up some shade to lay in.

[Silver Creek Slim]

Slim arrives in North Platte. Orders the wire, fence posts fence stretcher, staples, hammers, and post hole diggers form the Hardware store. Gets the stuff that Delmonico wants at the Dry Goods store. Goes to the Livery to rent a couple teams and wagons. Goes to the saloon to see if there are any Bohunk who might want to hire on to make fence. He finds 4 Bohunks in the saloon that he hires on. He and the Bohunks take the wagons to the hardware, load the wagons, and head for the ranch.

[Silver Creek Slim]

While Slim and the Bohunks were leaving town. An interesting character rode in.

[Delmonico]

"It's Terry Lane."

[Silver Creek Slim]

"Joe "M.T. Brass" Krumbach, of Osceola (left) waits for his turn at the eighth stage of the Nebraska State Championship of Cowboy Action Shooting at the Grand Island Rifle Club. "Terry Lane" Fitzgerald (center), of Lincoln, loads his pistols under the supervision of official Mike "Clearwater Kid" Carlson of Delta Junction, Ala."

[Delmonico]

Good job Slim, but ya fergot ta mention that Terry is also the offical Newbrasskey State "Buffalo Bill."

[Delmonico]

After tearin' up the cook camp, Delmonico realizes the left his potato ricer in the 24 mule team chuckwagon back in the Nuther Story thread.  He writes a note dat says: Went to get potato ricer, be back by supper time, if ya get back heat up some beans in the can, poke a hole it the can first and use a glove ta remove it.

Delmonico then saddles his mule and rides it ta Maxwell, buys a ticket on the Westbound UP and passes inta the "Nuther Story" thread.

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

Sensing the commotion, the yellow dog perks his ears and follows after Delmonico.

[Silver Creek Slim]

Slim and the Bohunks arrive in camp with the wagons. Slim reads Delmonicos note. "What is so blasted special 'bout dat tater ricer dat he has to go back to Tejas fer it.?" *Shakes head* "Well, boys, we might as well start make fence since we ain't gonna et nothin' but beans." So, Slim and the boys start making fence.

[Delmonico]

Peekin' inta the Newbrasskey thread, Delmonico realizes that Slim is loosin' his bearings and needs ta google a map, cause Hangin' Woman Creek is in Whyomin".  

He also wonders why the fellow of German decent from Wissyconsion don't know nothin' bout tater dumplin's, cause thats German food also.

And the yallar dog sits patiently by the train depot in Maxwell waitin' for Delmonico's return.

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

The yellow dog is starting to look a tad forlorn because AnnieLee, the frumpy fairy godmother, is packing to head out to the Northeast Regional to shoot. He shivers a little, thinking that while she's away, he be left sitting there like a lump of pixels.

[Silver Creek Slim]

Delmonico said the Bohunks were "some of the best farm workers ever". Slim was amazed at how fast they worked at digging and setting the posts. They were done with the 20 miles of posts by sundown. "Pards, lets call yer a day, go get some grub, and hit the hay early so we can start stringing wire at sunrise."

[Delmonico]

The train pulled inta Maxwell a little after dark.  Delmonico gets his mule from the "Horse and Mule" livary stable and him and the Yaller dog head back ta the ranch in the dark.

[Silver Creek Slim]

Slim gets up before light and has Delmonico rustle up some grub for the hands. He wakes the Bohunks for breakfast. After they eat, they go to string the wire on the posts. "Delmonico, we will be back fer lunch at noon. See ya then."

[Delmonico]

Delmonico has told the hands that the good meal will be supper, cause good food takes time.

As he prepares a surprise fer supper, he makes sourdough biscuits, beans with bacon and fried beef steaks thats been pounded and floured.  The 4 Basic B's of cowboy food.