bigugli

I haven't read one of your posts in a little while. Now I'm jelous.

 

How do you store all of that garlic? Freezer?

I just keep it in a cool dry place. You can chop/ crush it, then put it in ice cube trays with a little water and freeze it. You can preserve it in olive oil.

Of the garlic I grow, 1/3 goes to pickles, 1/3 for next year's seed, and 1/3 goes to market.

Glad you enjoyed the experience enough to want to go back. Sure beats a summer of "do you want fries with that?"

nice fish... now Im thinking to do some panfish... bigugli did ever think you dog wants the fish?? his looking hungry joke

She'll have the head off that sunfish in under a minute, then she works on the innards . She leaves behind the bony parts, or she rolls in it.

Among many nicknames, 'fish theiving dawg' is one of them.

Excellent results.

This year's wet spring may have screwed up the fishing, but it sure made for a great garlic crop. Just finished washing the last pick from this morning.

The entire apartment reeks of the stuff

Now I can have a couple of days to fish.

Have not had a lot of time for fishing the past few weeks. Just a couple of 1/2 day jaunts here and there with my trusty sidekick.

She just does not understand that she does not get to eat the bigger fish.

There are good reasons why some of us are desensitized to the blood, violence and death.

A corpse, is a corpse, is a corpse. I've seen dozens. Cleaned up more suicides than I can remember. Seen more people die than I care to remember. Most folks working in health care or emergency services get that way. You get used to it.

As to stopping and giving aid. Great if you are qualified and stay within the bounds of qualification, No Marcus Welby wannabees please.

Good enough if you stop long enough to call for assistance or stay til help arrives.

Stopping to spectate or rubberneck like a flock of vultures is just plain wrong, but it happens all the time.

I'm glad the event turned out so well. My hat's off to you all.

Sounds like a great day Cliff. Glad you got the royal treatment from what sounds like a first class pair of fellas.

Got one lodged deep in the throat many years back. Had to go for the scope in Emerg. To this day I gag any time I chew into fish and find bones.

Hope the bread works

If you are going through 4-6 dozen a day. See if your local shop will sell you a 1/2 flat of worms. Just keep on ice in the cooler. A darn sight cheaper than buying by the dozen.

Dark skies, but no rain. Good thing I decided to run the irrigation this morning.

So hot out I can hear the tomatoes ripening.

 

 

 

I am going to hell aren't I....LOL

Give it a week. It'll be cooler there

looks like a very succesful outing. Say "Hi" to Jordan for me.

No mention of Deano and Jerry

Bud and Lou

Monty Python

Blazing Saddles!!!!

The Carry On Gang

Gooood Morning Vietnaaaaaaam

The Party

That is one cute little poopie dog. I'm sure she'll be spoiled in no time.

His best sketch

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n0KHt8xrQkk

Shades of Lizzy Borden?

Simon,,,Yer startin to freak me out over here.

"Just put de lime in de coconut and drink it all up, put de lime in de coconut and then you'll feel better..."

You've none to worry bouts til the 4 horsemen show up on yer doorstep, my son.

Shoreline along the upper Niagara from Chippewa to Ft Erie. Focus on creekmouths.

Welland R from Chippewa through to Welland has a few shore spots. The Rec canal in the city of Welland has lots of shoreline parkland.

Looks great except for that silly looking sticker of some Island on yer back window. lol jk

Careful bud. You might find a barrel of cod slops on yer driveway some fine summers morn

Never say a bad thing about the Rock to a Newf.

I am so glad to hear she is doing so well, post-op. May you all enjoy every blessing intended for your family.

Bruce ,although I aprove,me mrs,s, well,lets just say,Im getting my own beer tonight. Thanks alot.

A service buddy from the "Rock" passed it along on condition of anonymity . Something about the Mrs havin his guts fer garters if she found out he was spreading the good word

A NEWFOUNDLAND LOVE POEM

(And who said Newfoundlanders weren't romantic?)

Of course I loves ya darling

You're a bloody top notch bird

And when I say yer gorgeous

I means every single word

So yer arse is on the big side

I don't mind a bit of flab

It means that when I'm ready

There's somethin there to grab

So yer belly isn't flat no more

I tell ya, I don't care

So long as when I cuddle ya

I can get my arms round dere

I'm tellin ya the truth now

I never tells ya lies

I think its very sexy

Dat you've got dimples on yer thighs

I swear on me grannies grave

From the moment that we met

I thought you was as good as

I was ever gonna get

No matter what you look like

I'll always love ya dear

Now shut up while the hockey's on

And get me a nudder beer.

Doesn’t it just bring a tear to the eye?