The stars at night are big and bright...

The stars at night are big and bright...
The stars at night are big and bright...

Wednesday, March 23, 2016

What do farming and shrimping have in common?

Shrimping is tough. So is farming.

2 comments:

The Donald said...

Not directly related, but...

I don't right recall my grandfather getting his tractor stuck in the mud, but I remember, 'round about summer '76, when my cousins thought it would be fun to do some Baretta or Starsky & Hutch style spinouts and stunts in their muddy pasture - in my grandmother's Impala - about a 3/8 of a mile downhill from the house.

Gramps weren't none too pleased, not a little inebriated, and apparently a bit sore that our .22 LR pistols that were supposed to have been left up at the house - well, weren't. Somehow, he got the idea that I was the ringmaster of the goings-on (yeah, I was fully responsible for my buddy and I taking our .22s with us, but the stunt man stuff was totally my cousins' - 3 of them - idea).

'Bout the time he made it down to the pasture in his pickup, my cousin had got the Impala stuck. Gramps came after me, meanin' to give me a whoopin', but luckily a couple of my cousins jumped on his back - allowing me to break free. We did surrender our firearms, and got the car un-mired. Gramps drove his pickup out of the pasture, and across the railroad tracks, and from about 400-500 yards away - mind you, this is about 11:00 at night - emptied the cylinder of my buddy's Single Six (I figured he couldn't figure out how to operate my High Standard self-loader in his state of sobriety). Since we didn't know in what direction he was shooting, we crouched behind the Impala counting shots, just to be safe...

He was a character.

RPM said...

LOL, sounds like it!

BTW, I managed to get the tractor out without having to be towed. Had to wait 3 days for it to dry out a bit and use all the 4x4 blocks I had, but it's free. Going to wait a few more days before I try plowing again.