A Note About This Blog

I used to be a writer. Unpublished, but a writer just the same. I have several 100,000 word novels sitting on my hard drive. Then I fell off a horse and got a concussion that scrambled my brains really good (yes, I was wearing a helmet.) After that forming a written sentence was very difficult for quite some time. It's still difficult, but at least now generally the sentence structure isn't egregiously flawed. Verbally and written wrong words pop in, I switch words around, and sometimes I make no sense at all. It isn't because I don't have knowledge of grammar and punctuation, but my brain simply can't do it sometimes. Reading this blog you're accepting that there's going to be things that look like typos or make no sense. It's not because I don't proofread, it's because my damaged brain doesn't see what's wrong. I try my best, but things will slip through. I don't need them pointed out, I know they're there, but if I continued to worry about them I wouldn't write at all. I didn't for quite some time. It's painful as a past master of words to use them so badly, but fortunately the words don't seem to mind.

Monday, July 28, 2014

Banana proves she is the awesomest horse ever. Seriously. Every other horse is inferior compared to her.

Let me tell you why. (And I think that even though you will all still think your own horses are better, you'll agree I've got a pretty freaking awesome equine in my life.)

Today, while walking down the road, as we do, I could hear a car coming faster than one should be traveling. When it got into view it was not one, but two cars. One was driving down the middle of the road, the other, behind it, was swerving from side to side, wanting to pass. Yes, it wanted to pass a car that was already traveling much faster than our 35 mph gravel road speed limit. Banana and I pulled to the opposite side and stopped in the ditch as there was no driveway available. We waited for the idiots to go by. The car in the lead pulled over to his proper side of the road to pass the horse. The other car, of course, decided this was the moment to pass...

Imagine, a car speeding, a car passing it going even faster and a horse so close to the passing car she could have kicked it.

But she didn't kick it. She didn't flick an ear. She just stood there as I flipped off the driver.

If Banana were not so awesome this would have gone much differently and I would be in a world of hurt. A neighbor saw the whole thing and yelled down to see if I was okay. And I was, because my horse is FABULOUS.

Some weeks ago, before Banana hurt herself, J and I were walking down the road on our horses. Now, sometimes I ride for an hour and don't see a car. This day we saw around 30, all with New Mexico or Arizona plates. All we could figure is that it was shift change at the mine, but that mine has been there for years and we've never run into traffic like that. What I'm thinking now is that perhaps their planned expansion happened and when they hired more people they were from NM and AZ. Our road is the most direct path to the mine for them.

Well, I guess while Banana was laid up this traffic has gotten more and more idiotic, to the point that the neighbor that likes to campaign against things has taken this up as his new cause. He already doesn't like the mine, so going after its employees will be great fun for him. I just want to be able to ride down the road without being run off it. Fortunately, even if someone does something idiotic next to us again I can trust my horse to keep her head. That makes her worth more money than anyone could ever pay me.

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