Welcome to My Personal Blog
It’s been a few years since this blog was active but I have a new work schedule that allows more for the routine of blogging, which helps, plus my recent burst of inspiration from my muse/nemesis – The Rooster.
It is my hope and plan to maintain this with consistency, variety and humour. Your sharing helps. The pages are being redesigned as I experiment and learn new techniques.
Day two. It doesn’t get easier..
Doing pretty much the same thing every day doesn't necessarily get easier. For someone with attention deficit disorder it can actually get more difficult because each day it becomes less interesting and the temptation to be creative and look for ways to make it fun...
Differences from yesterday’s Blog
It's become clear that there is very little that is interesting about my tasks. Blogging everyday about feeding the chickens, avoiding the rooster, feeding the chickens again and letting the dogs out, and then going to feed the pig just as his owner comes home and...
Today’s Stupid Mistake
I kind of think I was always this way but I can't be sure because of the way my memory works. I make stupid mistakes, I knock things over, and I don't foresee the consequences of things I do before I do them. Today's example was quite unfortunate and I can't get away...
1 Point Rooster.
I'd fed them. I was posing no threat.i was almost inside the house but I showed my back to the Rooster and somehow it magically transported 40 feet and lunged. It was so fast and startling I honestly don't remember the details. It didn't make contact as my telec3s...
Mojo and Me
I learned the name of the rooster's mojo but I prefer calling it the rooster anyway because calling it by its name implies some form of relationship. I suppose in a way we do have an adversarial relationship he wants to attack me and I want to avoid being attacked. He...
Best laid plans vs Chicken logic
When I can out the door for the afternoon feed, the weak chickens that linger in different circles are always first to detect me, and the waddle towards me. Over the past couple of days I've tried to death feed them their own portion before the rooster and his harem...
SmackDown Day
Today's Rooster adventures were a little different. Due to some sleep issues I'm working out, I slept in and didn't get downstairs till 745 instead of my usual 720/730ish I used to start even earlier but decided the neighborhood probably benefitted from the extra 30...
Rooster Friday
Not much to report him the human versus rooster wars today. Ever since our epic battle he seems to understand that I need to get to the food area to feed them and today he let me walk by him back towards the house. He still feels a little uneasy eating if I'm in view...
Blockade
Today's adventures with the rooster involve them hanging out by the door. I don't like this. They want to be fed earlier and I'm already feeding them an hour earlier than I was last week. Unfortunately today I just discovered that my defense of stick and both the...
More chicken shit to deal with.
So the rooster has figured out this none shall pass power that he has When he standing where I need to be and I can't get by. We waited out As I inch and inch. Gaining ground until such time as I can squeeze past while maintaining eye contact at all times. He tries to...
Monday morning dog surprise
Today was a special Monday, or at least it is supposed to be. It is the day I planned to finally throw out the secret garbage I've been keeping in my room for far too long. I call it secret garbage because I wouldn't want to throw it out using the normal procedure...
Am I boring you with my evil rooster stories?
Warning. This blog was voice transcribed from the bathroom after feeding but I don't have my teeth in so I noticed a lot of errors. I should probably go and edit it manually but I'm pretty sure I won't. Not much has changed over the past while. The rooster still tries...
Summer Falls by the Falls
I had a fall this morning. It was scary shit for a short while because it was a multi-stage fall knocking over various things as I tried to save myself on the way down. I don't remember what started it. Things like happen unexpectedly and you're not concerned about...
It shat on my hat.
I was in my room the other day making videos as I am want to do and I realized I couldn't find my orange hat. In Canada we call them toques and I'm not sure I know how to spell it. In the states like thank you call them beanies but essentially they're just winter hats...
I guess the war is over.
I'm not saying that the rooster trusts me now or that we have any kind of relationship but it does seem as though he's less confrontational now. He's finally figured out I'm the one that's feeding him and the battle isn't worth it. I think it's been 3 days where...
