Posts Tagged ‘pole

17
Feb
25

Power Wine

Ahhh the power company. We all need power and there is no competition so regardless of what the bill says, we have to pay it. Some of us could go back to having a campfire in our living room for heat and cooking our ramen noodles over the open flame like those that came before us, but you and I both know that isn’t happening. I get my bill and have noticed every single month there is a $49 monthly service fee. This is something that is definitely going to piss me off once I learn there is nothing I can do about it, but I’m a gluten for punishment so I make the call. No safe word needed, the MAN is going to make sure I enjoy this financial raping.

I ask my question and was told “Hang on my computer is running slow” by the very kind woman on the phone. I will be clear it isn’t her fault, she is simply first line at the S&M power company. We have some small talk for a few minutes about the weather, snow, and puppies until her screen finally populates with the answer. She says “That is a fee we charge every month to cover the cost of the poles and other stuff.” End quote. Wtf. She knew that answer long before the screen came up. All that was accomplished is I’m out $49 and now it hurts to sit down.

LUCKILY though they have juuuusssstt enough money left over to make a magazine. Yep when telephone poles don’t get hit by drunk drivers they use our monthly service fee to publish a magazine. There are no ads in it because.. wait for it. WE PAY FOR IT. Awesome. Anyone know how much it costs to print these full color magazines?? I do and it isn’t cheap. Wait a second, isn’t Bucky supposed to write positive things?? Don’t get your panties bunched up, I’m about to see the light!

This months issue has a bit of home in it. FOX RIDGE WINERY has a full page write up in this unwanted $49 monthly subscription. Not their fault. I know this awesome family from back in the day and they are amazing people that are always willing to lend a helping hand. Like if during a large snow storm a car goes into the ditch near their home. Thanks again for that by the way. I will say a tax was paid via the cold ones left behind…

The $49 fee sucks, but like all of you I’ll pay it. From now on though I’ll smile because it will make me think of the Sedas and all the hard work they have put into building this amazing local business near Traer, Iowa. I hope all of you reading this go check them out, buy some wine, and support them any way possible. Ha. You thought I couldn’t do it.

http://www.foxridgewine.com

I have to remind myself to find the good in everything every day. I was so irritated about this stupid fee, but now I’ll focus on my hometown when I pay it. I’ll think of Fox Ridge Winery when I autopay my power bill instead of that darn monthly service fee. Monthly service fee sounds like something that should be looked into by DOGE, but that is another blog.

Drink Good Wine from Traer, Iowa and be happy.

FknBucky

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13
Apr
21

Farming is the Life for ME!!

Dog week. I’m stuck in a Marriott tonight. My home away from home most of the time. I spend a lot of time in hotels so I pick Marriotts. They all have good and bad parts about them. I will say that I mysteriously got another free night added to my account about a week after I wrote that blog and had the fighting with them. I’ll take it, but I’m still mad at them. Honeymoon is over. I am however in room 130 at my favorite Courtyard. The one that they renovated and then set up how I asked them too. Still kinda surprised they actually put the stripper pole in, but I do spend a lot of money at Marriotts. I also spend money at the nudie bar. Now I can do both at the same time. I dare you to say you hate America. Not on my watch hippie.

None of that first paragraph had a dang thing to do with a dog. Awesome. I had intentions to get there, but stripper pole popped in the mind. All down hill from there. For the record I’m kidding. I don’t spend lots of money on Marriott. Sorry Mom. So I got to thinking about different dog stories I could use for tonight and about 3 minutes before I started typing I thought about the dogs we had on the farm. Some of you may know that I grew up on a dairy farm in Nothern Wisconsin. I did go to high school in Iowa, but until I was 12 years old I scooped poop everyday. Cow poop, calf poop, pig poop, My own poop, and the best part was even after doing it all day, the next day there was all new poop to scoop. So awesome.

Those cows were work. Milking every morning and every evening. I used to get up early with my sister and Mom to go do the morning milking before school. I’d head to school for some learning, my daily beat down from classmates as I was not cool and smelled like poop, only to come home and milk cows again. The next time your kid complains about taking the trash out, I need you to calmly walk up to them, and then punch them in the face. Twice. Once is boring and sends the wrong message. Two times lets them know you really freaking mean it. I don’t have kids so obviously my parental skills are perfect. Remember that.

Dogs. Okay. Fine. Stop whining. We had German Shepherds growing up. The first one I remember is Mickey. That dog was awesome. She knew where each cow was supposed to be. When the cows came in for milking they have assigned parking spots and when a cow went to the wrong one Mickey was there to help get her straight. You know these were working dogs that didn’t come in the house ever. It is a different kind of relationship with a dog like that compared to a Murphy or Annabel. Working dogs like Mickey are more like a co-worker. They have a job to do as a protector, referee (keeping cows in line), and command a type of respect that is admirable. Nobody would mess with us kids when Mickey and later Smokey were around. Our next dog was named Smokey because she would steal Dad’s Camel cigarettes and smoke them behind the barn. Oh shoot, my bad, that was Jeremy.

No Smokey was named that because she was a gray color. Hey I know a kid that had a Dalmatian named Spotty so don’t give me a hard time. You know who you are Weaver!! Ha. One way to find out if he reads this blog. I also had a pig that I named Miss Piggy. It was a boy pig. Ha. Just kidding. I only name girl dogs boy dog names. Ever wonder how Murphy got her name?? I plead the fifth. As a kid it is often very difficult to appreciate just how special somethings are simply because it is all you know. Those farm dogs were pretty amazing.

I’m very curious if any of you have a cool working dog story. I don’t think I remember any specific story about either of those dogs, but that’s okay. Please let me know if you do as I’d love to hear it. So remember Dogs are like stripper poles. It doesn’t matter where they are, they are always awesome.

Be kind to a dog today. Extra walk, extra treat, or just one more belly rub. They are worth it.

FknBucky

P.S. FknBucky shirts were officially ordered today. I have a couple of cool ideas for them so please be patient. Most likely around Mid-May I will be reaching out to all of you to make sure you have the newest coolest shirt just in time for Summer!! A little teaser. More info coming soon!!




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