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I Return to the Place I was Born
From my youth up I never liked the city.
I never forgot the mountains where I was born.
The world caught me and harnessed me
And drove me through dust, thirty years away from home.
Migratory birds return to the same tree.
Fish find their way back to the pools where they were hatched.
I have been over the whole country,
And I have come back at last to the garden of my childhood.
My farm is only ten acres.
The farm house has eight or nine rooms.
Elms and willows shade the back garden.
Peach trees stand by the front door.
The village is out of sight.
You can hear dogs bark in the alleys,
And cocks crow in the mulberry trees.
When you come through the gate into the court
You will find no dust or mess.
Peace and quiet live in every room.
I am content to stay here the rest of my life.
At last I have found myself.
— Tao Yuan Ming (Tao Qian) Chinese, 365-427
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& two facts ’bout possums you didn’t know….
sorry not safe for work, you’ll havta look them up yourself, and one’s fact, th’other’s fiction.
Well, there’s seven minutes I’ll never get back. I tortured myself to see where it was going…and it went nowhere.
Come back as a possum?
Shit, why not…
JWM
So who’s the squirrel?
Sometime I’ll tell you my possum story. Oh, that’s right, I already did.
“The mind is a terrible thing.”
–dan quayle
Theres five pounds of possum in my headlights tonight… Make that twenty…Thanksgiving coming right up. Help ’em reincarnate.
I had heard that Nancy Pelosi had a sister, but wasn’t completely sure until I saw that video.
I put out a deer feeder a few weeks ago and set up a game camera. I had plenty of deer on the SD card but I also had a butt load of raccoons and ‘possums’ who were climbing up the legs of the feeder and sweeping the corn from the feed chutes onto the ground for all the little animals. After watching those varmints go through 100 lbs of corn I wagged off to the local feed store and bought a pair of traps called ‘coon cuffs’.
Coon cuffs are designed to catch coons and possums when they stick their paw into the trap to pull out some goodies and I caught several that I had to dispose of because the traps don’t kill upon catching. They just hold them until the owner returns and dispatches the varmints, preferably with a .22 to the noodle, which is what I had to do.
I really don’t have any problem killing predators because these two varmints will destroy turkey nests on the ground and coons in particular will kill and eat young fawns but I told a friend who lives on a farm a few miles from me and she said that possums eat ticks, so I checked it out on the vastly accurate internet and discovered they can eat 5K ticks a season. In the Deep South, where I live, the Brazilian Fire Ant helps get rid of them too and those tiny little monsters eat the eggs, larvae and ticks in all stages of their lives.
I had never heard that and the only time I’ve ever really seen possums in the wild, during the day, is when you catch one with a full belly waddling out of the inside of the carcass of a dead cow or deer. They crawl up inside the carcass and eat until they can barely walk….and most of the time they’re covered with green flies. In a word, they’re repulsive and they carry and spread any number of different diseases that can affect people and domestic animals.
So, I hope that this seer has the insight to realize that those possums might give her a good case of leprosy or TB, Lepto, tularemia or any other of a dozen or so other cooties that might kill her. Maybe that spirit of the squirrel is holding out on her; I know I probably would.
Nancy Pelosi doing an impersonation of Nancy Pelosi. Now that was fun.
Oh….sorry I kicked your ratty little ass off my deck last night.
Stay out of the cat food & we’ll be OK.