K’s Constant one-upmanship

By Gentleman Farmer at 7:51 pm on February 20, 2007 | No comments

As I was almost stepped on by a horse Sunday, K decided to “show me” today. She made plans with Kelly (who is feeling better) to go and look at a filly (of all things) today.

Here was their plan:

  1. K was going to meet Kelly at her place
  2. K was to ride Ace, the filly’s father (Kelly owns the baby’s dad - cool)
  3. They were to go together and look at the filly - just to look, of course
  4. I was to be resigned that we were getting another horse

Here’s how the day went:

  1. K went to Kelly’s
  2. K gets kicked by a horse (not Ace)
  3. She crawls out of the horse paddock and Kelly calls 911
  4. I receive a phone call from K who is lying in the snow waiting on the ambulance to arrive
  5. Ambulance arrives (after the standard country response time of 25 minutes ±10 minutes -> always +)
  6. K gets a ride to QEH, ultra-sound, X-ray, urine test, prescription and discharge

She has a cracked rib and bruised kidney. They told her at the hospital that she was really lucky. Multiple organs are in the vicinity of the kick zone and any of them could have ruptured. . .

K visits the Queen Elisabeth Hospital

I told her that even though she actually purchased that crummy Taylor Hicks album, I still loved her. I guess she felt the need to put it to the test.

It was a very scary day. . . I’m glad it is over!

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Crushed like a bug…Almost!

By Gentleman Farmer at 2:17 pm on February 18, 2007 | No comments

History:
This morning I went out to feed the horses, as I do every morning. As it was Sunday and K’s riding lesson was cancelled (Kelly is sick), we slept in slightly. When I went out to feed the horses, they were a tiny bit more anxious/eager than usual, but nothing to worry about. Normal greetings were exchanged as I climbed the fence into the paddock and crossed to the barn…

K “fluffs” up the hay for them when she puts it down. I usually just toss the bail down, remove the twine and leave. Fluffing makes them happy as they don’t have to do it themselves and it is a bit healthier for them as it makes some of the dust that forms normally in the hay to blow away.

The incident:
(Mum - don’t read past here. It will just make you scared… ;-) )

Today I was feeling particularly generous and decided to fluff.

Sophie was in front of me and I was bent way over fluffing happily when Hill came up to eat. She was not happy that Oopsie was between her and her breakfast and she told Oopsie to scoot… Being the lead mare, she did this with her teeth, of course. All of this was going on behind me, so I was still happily fluffing and talking to Sophie who was being her usual cute self.

Oopsie, not being overly happy about a “little” horse bite, jumped forward to get away. Oh oh! Where was I again? She stepped on my foot, which effectively pinned me to the spot where I was and then shouldered past me. It’s a bit scary to receive a hip-check from a 1200 pound animal! I went down fast and hard. I think I bumped my shoulder on Sophie, but I can’t be sure exactly. The speed of the whole thing, plus the fact that I was particularly concerned with where exactly the back hooves were going to land as Oopsie went by makes some of the details a bit fuzzy. I think I shouted “hey!” as in surprise and alarm. I remember Oopsie looking down at me as she side-stepped to miss me. She was probably curious as to why I suddenly decided to take a nap when clearly it was breakfast time and not nap time (which comes much later in the day).

I must have been in a mild amount of shock. I jumped up, frowned very deeply at all involved and walked quietly and carefully to the barn. . .

None of this was sweet little Oopsie’s fault, of course, nor Horrible Hill’s. They are just playing the games that horses play. When I put on another 1000+ pounds, I’ll be able to join in. Until then, I’d rather if they played when I wasn’t in the middle!

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Giftmas books

By Gentleman Farmer at 1:23 pm on February 13, 2007 | No comments

Well, I’m reading the books I received for Giftmas. It takes some time to get through them in 2 minute intervals twice daily, but I just finished the first and I am halfway through the second.

The first book was The End of Faith by Sam Harris. In this book, Harris warns of the dangers of clinging to dogma as the world’s people’s ability to destroy themselves over questions of which imagined deity is the correct one increases. He starts by pointing out that some religions are notably worse than others, but that all religious belief is dangerous to humanity even those of the moderate and liberal believer.

The second is another Sam Harris book entitled Letter to a Christian Nation. He has written this book in the context of a letter to a christian in the American right. I know I should not quote too much of any book, but here is an excerpt that I just read from Letter to a Christian Nation (p. 50-57).

The Goodness of God

Somewhere in the world a man has abducted a little girl. Soon he will rape, torture, and kill her. If an atrocity of this type is not occurring at precisely this moment, it will happen in a few hours, or days at most. Such is the confidence we can draw from statistical laws that govern the lives of six billion human beings.The same statistics also suggest that this girls parent’s believe–as you believe–that an all-powerful and all-loving God is watching over them and their family. Are they right to believe this? Is it good that they believe this?
No.
The entirety of atheism is contained in this response. Atheism is not a philosophy; it is not even a view of the world; it is simply an admission of the obvious. In fact, “atheism” is a term that should not even exist. No one ever needs to identify himself as a “non-astrologer” or a “non-alchemist.” We do not have words for people who doubt that Elvis is still alive or that aliens have traversed the galaxy only to molest ranchers and their cattle. Atheism is nothing more than the noises reasonable people make in the presence of unjustified religious beliefs. An atheist is simple a person who believes that the 260 million Americans (87 percent of the population) claiming to “never doubt the existence of God” should be obliged to present evidence for his existence–and, indeed, for his benevolence, given the relentless destruction of innocent human beings we witness in the world each day. An atheist is a person who believes that the murder of a single little girl–even once in a million years–cast doubt upon the idea of a benevolent God.
. . .
Hurricane Katrina
. . . It would be remarkable if a single survivor of this tragedy lost his faith. More likely, the survivors imagine that they were spared through God’s grace.

It is time we recognize the boundless narcissism and self-deceit of the saved. It is time we acknowledge how disgraceful it is for the survivors of a catastrophe to believe themselves spared by a loving God, while this same God drowned infants in their cribs. Once you stop swaddling the reality of the world’s suffering in religious fantasies, you will feel in your bones just how precious life is–and, indeed, how unfortunate it is that millions of human beings suffer the most harrowing abridgments of their happiness for no good reason at all.

One wonders just how vast and gratuitous a catastrophe would have to be to shake the world’s faith. The Holocaust did not do it. Neither did the genocide in Rwanda, even with machete-wielding priests among the perpetrators. Five hundred million people died of small pox in the twentieth century, many of them infants. God’s ways are, indeed, inscrutable. It seems that any fact, no matter how infelicitous, can be rendered compatible with religious faith.
Of course, people of all faiths regularly assure one another that God is not responsible for human suffering. But how else can we understand the claim that God is both omniscient and omnipotent? This is the age-old problem of theodicy, of course, and we should consider it solved. If God exists, either He can do nothing to stop the most egregious calamities, or He does not care to. God therefor is either impotent or evil. You may now be tempted to execute the following pirouette: God cannot be judged by human standards of morality. But we have seen that human standards of morality are precisely what you use to establish God’s goodness in the first place. And any God who could concern Himself with something as trivial as gay marriage, or the name by which He is addressed in prayer, is not as inscrutable as all that.
There is another possibility, of course, and it is both the most reasonable and least odious: the biblical God is a fiction, like Zeus and the thousands of other dead gods whom most sane human beings now ignore. Can you prove that Zeus does not exist? Of course not. And yet, just imagine if we lived in a society where people spent tens of billions of their personal income each year propitiating the gods of Mount Olympus, where the government spent billions more in tax dollars to support institutions devoted to these gods, where untold billions more in tax subsidies were given to pagan temples, where elected officials did their best to impede medical research out of deference to The Iliad and The Odyssey, and where every debate about public policy was subverted to the whims of ancient authors who wrote well, but who didn’t know enough about the nature of reality to keep their excrement out of their food. This would be a horrible misappropriation of our material, moral, and intellectual resources. And yet that is exactly the society we are living in. This is the woeful and irrational world that you and your fellow Christians are working tirelessly to create.
It is terrible that we all die and lose everything we love; it is doubly terrible that so many human beings suffer needlessly while alive. That so much of the suffering can be directly attributed to religion–to religious hatreds, religious wars, religious taboos, and religious diversions of scarce resources–is what makes the honest criticism of religious faith a moral and intellectual necessity. Unfortunately, expressing such criticism places the non-believer at the margins of society. By merely being in touch with reality, he appears shamefully out of touch with the fantasy life of his neighbors.

What I find so refreshing about reading his and Dawkin’s books is the complete honesty in which they make their statements. No effort is made to sugar coat the obvious fact that god is imaginary and that belief in god and religious dogma makes the world a dangerous place for believers and also for those of us who are reasonable.

These books are very interesting to read. I recommend that everyone read them.

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My Movie Two

By Gentleman Farmer at 10:01 am on February 11, 2007 | No comments

I have not been doing any filming recently, but I did play around with the movie I did take (the boring movie of me driving in the car).

My computer that was good enough to do absolutely everything I wanted before playing with video is now complete junk. I sped up the video and dubbed over a sound track. I could also adjust the brightness and contrast, but my poor old machine was already finding life difficult doing what little I was asking of it.

Coming-Home-Long
(2 min and 22 seconds)

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Mail - The Store

By Gentleman Farmer at 6:00 pm on February 9, 2007 | No comments

When you are at the end of the driveway
End of the Drive
and there is no mail…
You've got no mail!

you go to “The Store” and talk to Elizabeth (aka “Tiz”) about what is going on.
PEI - The Store

I’ve wanted to post a picture of The Store for a long time, but I never have the camera. My new commitment to carry the little camera with me everywhere meant that it was handy today when i went to drop the mail. The gas pumps are across the street from The Store at this full service station. It was a balmy -11 this afternoon, so I was not willing to take a lot of pictures (little “D” was with me also), but I will take some that show the true absolute quaintness of this place when the weather is a tad warmer.

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Winter driving

By Gentleman Farmer at 1:35 pm on February 6, 2007 | No comments

What do you do when you are speeding along the highway in bad weather? I pull out the camera:

On Saturday, I was driving “B” to a birthday party on Saturday and we got stuck behind the snow plough. Check out the flying slush!

Snow Plough Winter Driving - Snow plough Winter Driving - Snow plough Snow plough

I went to town yesterday after going to the Post Office and took some pictures out of the car windows of things of interest that I passed along the way. Keep in mind that I am using the crummy camera; it takes a while to focus and I am travelling at 90 km/hr.
Trans Canada Highway - Trees Home of Spudj - Potato fudge Belfast Consolidated School Volunteer Fire Department Belfast Automotive Pinette River Pretty Homestead Restaurant - Christina's Country Cupboard Women's Centre? Cooper's - Red and White Pretty Homestead Pretty homestead Famer's Fields Backhoe Company On the road again Dairy farm Fly South? Not me! Pretty Homestead Boat out of water John Deere John Deere Hillborough River Crossing Hillborough Bridge Beautiful Charlottetown
I have decided to keep the camera on me when I run errands to and from The Store and Coopers, etc. I always see something that I want to take a picture of. That being said, I ran out this morning in a huff for an unplanned trip to Coopers to buy a heat lamp for our light that is supposed to be on in the barn to keep the water from freezing… It blew and there was no water out there today. It’s minus 25 Celsius (including the wind chill) and I was not happy. So I left the camera. . . On the way home I passed two foxes together and had no camera :-(

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My movie

By Gentleman Farmer at 4:15 pm on February 2, 2007 | No comments

I brought the camera with me today to the post office and experimented with doing some filming on the drive home. When I first started, I was holding the camera up, but eventually I rested the side of my hand on the steering wheel. Bad move. It caused the road vibration to make the camera shake a lot. I expected this, but did not realise the amount of noise this would generate.

Since I have never made a movie before and I have a $600 camera, I figure I am better off than most Canadian film makers. Perhaps, I should see if I can flesh out my 46 second clip into a made for TV (Canadian TV) movie. :-)
Coming Home:
Coming-Home
(Click the picture above)

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Bedtime Portobello

By Gentleman Farmer at 3:40 pm on February 1, 2007 | 1 Comment

Every evening when we go to bed, Japhy, Lester and Portobello go to bed (separate beds per species).

The dogs are easy:

  • I scoop up Lester
  • Japhy runs into the bed and lies down
  • Lester is deposited next to Japhy
  • Cage door closes and is locked
  • Done!

Portobello is a different story (especially now that it is cold out and he likes to roast in front of the woodstove)
It goes like this:

  • I tell him, “Bed time Portobello”
  • He cries a bit
  • I can tell that he understands exactly what I mean but he does not want to move
  • I tell him, “Bed time Portobello”
  • He cries some more, but still does not move at all
  • I get a bit more forceful, “BED TIME PORTOBELLO!”
  • . . .
  • I pretend to splash him with water (for some reason he hates water. Go figure. House pig! :-) )
  • He gets up and makes his way to his bed.
  • Cage door closes and is locked
  • Done!!!!!!!

In last night’s episode, he gets scared, gets a bit tangled up in his cage door and cries loudly about it :-(

Sound file:
Portobello <- Click the pig!

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