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My obsession with jumping off of high places started when I was three years old. The apparatus was a typical bunk bed. The technique was amateurish, and involved a lot of flailing about. The reason was… well… actually it was an accident; the kind of accident that happens when you are supposed to be napping, [...]
I’m no sheep herder. All I know of mutton grazing strategies or sheep shearing involves a few lines from Baa Baa Black Sheep Have You Any Wool. I’ve always been told that sheep are intellectually challenged. I don’t know if that is true or not, but I’ve heard that the lack of brain power [...]
When I grew up I wanted to be more than a cowboy; I wanted to be a rancher. My days would begin with a bowl of steaming oatmeal and a scalding cup of coffee, black as sin. (Truth be told I probably enjoyed fruit loops and hot chocolate more, but I knew I’d have to [...]
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