Newbrassky

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

AnnieLee, the frumpy fairy godmother, pops in.

"Sandspurs are the reason why kids in Southern Florida have to wear flipflops instead of going barefoot. Those things are wicked nasty and painful when stepped on. 'S been many a time when I've seen some poor Yankee snowbird taking her kids to the beach barefoot and hearing them scream so loud it'd loosen the fillings in your teeth.

"How's the branding coming... and where's the dog? You didn't eat him, did ya?"

[Delmonico]

Delmonico fights those in his front yard just south a tha salt flats.

Now get yerself outa this mess Slim.

PS.  A micro chip is a 3.5 inch floppy from a small cow after it has dried.

[Silver Creek Slim]

"The brandin' was goin' fine until Delmonico mentioned about people got et by locust and cricket, then I fell in this sand burr patch." 

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[Delmonico]

Suddenly there's a softer, quieter whinin' noise than Slim.  It is the yaller dog wwho went ta help Slim.  He now has sandburrs in his paws.  but the fence crew help the dog get them outa his paws and then toss a fencing pliers ta Slim.

[Silver Creek Slim]

"Thanks for the pliers. Go ahead and hep the dawg." 

[Delmonico]

Reread last post, they heped da dog furst.   

Thinkin' to himself, Delmonico wonders what will happen ta Slim while he is gone for 3 days.  "Ya got a wireless laptop Slim.

[Silver Creek Slim]

Reread last post, they heped da dog furst.   

Thinkin' to himself, Delmonico wonders what will happen ta Slim while he is gone for 3 days.  "Ya got a wireless laptop Slim.

Nope. I'll be in the sticks without internet access. I will probably be bald, drown in a flash flood, blown away in a twister, shot by rustlers, bit by a rattler, break a leg in a prairie-dawg hole, fall in an ant hill, get branded... Did I miss somtin? 

[Delmonico]

Sumptin' normally done at brandin' time, ta the little bull calves.

Do they have rattlers in Wissyconsion?

I thunk them Prairie Poodles up that are called groundhogs. 

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

"Tarnation, I wroted a little post about crickets, locusts and grasshoppers, but I think the critters ate it."

With a flail of her hands and a flip of her skirt, she poofs back out again.

[Delmonico]

Back at the ranch Delmonico and the dog wait fer Slim ta get all the sandburrs out a his body so they can have supper.  They would of course not wait fer Slim, 'cept they be havin' too much fun countin' them as he pulls them out.  232, 233, 234 they all chime in with each pull of the pliers.

Suddenly there is a little poof of mist fer a minute and the yaller dog wags his tail as the mist disappears.

As Slim finishes up with the sandburrs, supper is served.  After supper slim is not in very good humor, kinda grumpy cause he has had a bad day.  Grasshoppers, locusts, crickets and now sandburrs.  Even a piece of Delmonico's dried apple and raisin pie don't cheer him up. 

Delmonico knows Slim misses Wissyconsion and the trees, it often happens ta folks out here that be used ta trees, they go crazy, the State of Newbrassky has an Insane Assylum in Norfolk that is full a folks like that.  Ta keep Slim from havin' to go there Delmonico tells him ta click on this link.

http://memory.loc.gov/cgi-bin/displayPhoto.pl?path=/award/nbhips/lca/101&topImages=10130r.jpg&topLinks=10130v.jpg&displayProfile=0&title=Lookout%20Point%20in%20Cherry%20County,%20near%20the%20Snake%20River.&m856s=$dnbhips$f10130&dir=ammem&itemLink=D?psbib:1:./temp/~ammem_YRHF:

See Slim, just ta cheer ya up Solomon Butcher done drew some trees on this glass plate just ta cheer ya up.

Slim says nothin' but heads fer his soogun and goes ta sleep.  Later Delmonico is awakened by Slim screamin' in his sleep sumthin' 'bout grasshoppers playin' horse shoes.

Delmonico thinks ta himself, "that three day weekend will be good fer him."

[Silver Creek Slim]

Sumptin' normally done at brandin' time, ta the little bull calves.

Don't even think about it! 

Do they have rattlers in Wissyconsion?

Yep, timber rattlers, but I have lived most o' my life in WI and have not seen or heard one. *knocks on wood*

I thunk them Prairie Poodles up that are called groundhogs. 

Some people call them that, but I call 'em woodchucks. They are a bit bigger than prairie poodles but smaller than marmots/rockchucks.

[Silver Creek Slim]

See Slim, just ta cheer ya up Solomon Butcher done drew some trees on this glass plate just ta cheer ya up.

Thanks, Delmonico, that helps. That is a hoot that he drew trees on the glass. 

[Silver Creek Slim]

Slim crawls out of the soogun, sore from the sand burrs and tired from the insect nightmares. "Delmonico, I need extra strength coffee this morning."

[Delmonico]

Delmonico says, "Essppprrreesssoo ain't been invented yet so I is gonna make ya a Turkish coffee Delmonico's style (I leave the cardamom out)  I learn't ta make this while guidin' and cookin' fer a retired British Army Officer that had served in tha Middle East."

Grapping a tea kettle Delmonico boils some water, fills a cup 1/4 up with pulverised, sifted coffee.  He then pout the cup 3/4 full of boiling water and whips it ta a froth.  Here, enjoy, that'll wake ya up.

[Silver Creek Slim]

Slim takes the cup and guzzles it down. "Ya got any grub ta go wit dis java so I don't have the fits all day?"

[Delmonico]

Delmonico says, "Capt. Cox gave me an idea in his post askin' me fer a recipe in the CAS-City Historic Society.  Were havin' pulled horse samwhiches fer breakfast."  Go ahead Slim, add the picture.

[Silver Creek Slim]

Slim decides to forego breakfast and goes to brand more beeves.

[Delmonico]

As Slim heads out ta brand delmonico hollors ta him, "In France they'd cook in with some fancy gravy (sauce) and serve ya a little bitty piece with some colorful vegtables on the side all 'ranged pretty, and ya'd get it after yer snail, weak soup and a bowl of weeds.  They'd also charge ya a bunch a Francs. what ever a Franc is."

[Silver Creek Slim]

Slim mutters, "I ain't in France. And I ain't French." Slim builds the branding fire and puts the iron in it. The hands round up so beeves and Slim brands them. Meanwhile, the coffee starts kicking in. Slim starts to shakin'. He starts running in circles around the fire and brands everything in sight; horses, mules, cowhands, the yeller dawg...

[Delmonico]

When the yaller dog comes inta camp whinin', Delmonico sees the brand and knows what happened.  Mutterin' to himself somethin' 'bout light weights, he says out loud ta tha yaller dog.  "When that fairy Godmother that brung ya ta this thread shows up, I bet Slim really gets it.  He thinks the grasshoppers and tha crickets were bad."