Tag: Longreads of 2021

The Godfather Of The High Plains

31 December 2021 / BJ / 0 Comments

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It’s kinda like a ‘Rags to Riches’ story.

Except by the end, I barely got to keep my polyester britches…

Ironically, this story, which took place during my freshman year of college, probably could have been shortened to “One time, I saw a lot of money.”

But where’s the fun in that? Why say it in 8 words when ~3600 will get the job done just as well?

You Can’t Spell ‘Prison’ Without ‘Son’, Now Can You, Dad?

4 Min Read

It’s like they always say: You really put the “son” in “prison”…

Content created on: During the colder parts of 1999-2000.

The Crazy-Ass Summer Of ’99

31 December 2021 / BJ / 0 Comments

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The Year: 1999, Summer Time. Location: Our Family Farm.

Excitement Level? “Never A Dull Moment”…

The summer in between high school and college, I had the pleasure of working on ye olde farm with me olde man–and, fortunately, a more competent friend & classmate, “The Bard”.

Now, while I could wax long and poetic about those glory days back in SW Kansas, I think I’ll do you a solid and wane short and prosaic¹For the record, I had to Google “antonym poetic” to come up with that one. instead. Let me just put it this way: Me. On a farm. Of course, I’m gonna have a story or two to tell…

Unborn On The 4th Of July

5 Min Read

What could possibly be more interesting than life on the farm?

Death on the farm. Definitely “death on the farm”…

Content created on: During the hottest parts of 1999.

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↵1	For the record, I had to Google “antonym poetic” to come up with that one.

Eden Cove 9: 5 Weeks in Purgatory

31 December 2021 / BJ / 0 Comments

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The Year 2021: The Year of the Endless Home Renovation.

Pfft! More like “The Year We Almost Ended Up Homeless”…

Indeed, the Year 2021 turned out to be the Year of the Endless Home Renovation. What started as simple puddle of water under our kitchen sink ended up making our 2021 almost as bad as 2020. Yeah. That bad.

While remodeling in and of itself was no walk in the park, it was taking refuge from all the remodeling that ended being the more “interesting” part of the whole ----- fiasco. Five weeks at the beach in the spring? Sounds pretty sweet, right? Well, in theory, yes. In practice…well it wasn’t Heaven and it wasn’t quite Hell.

Read on, and discover why I can only describe the those fateful 5 weeks in Eden Cove 9 as “Purgatory”…

PS: If you feel like you need to know more about the events leading up to and surrounding the following tales, you can find even more reading here and here.