I'm ready for my big date!

Nice ass.

Went to the Hoosier Horse Fair on Saturday. Had a good time. Scored myself some new riding gloves and a riser pad. Woot. I was well behaved when it came to spending. Saw a TON of peeps I haven't seen in forever. Plus the horses were cool ... the 6-horse hitch is my favorite ever. Here's a shot of some Percherons:



... finally the weather rocks.

Bands you need to hear

Fantastic band, those Elms. I have to see them live this year. It's a goal.

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The Clark Brothers

I saw them on American Idol last night. They put all the Idols to shame.

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Mike Reeb. (Formerally of Oh Discretion!) Fantastic stuff.

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That is all.

My face hurts

I spent 3 hours at the dentist this morning. Another chapter to my saga of dental nightmares and exactly how much pain I can endure before I burst into tears and/or pass out. This time, I decided not to have any drugs. That was dumb. Somehow I made it through, having suffered a major anxiety attack and a possible OD on the anesthetic.

I went straight to work, and within an hour the numbness wore off and I was almost incapacitated with pain. Tylenol helped that, but I still feel foggy, disoriented and have discovered a nice slice on the underside of my tongue. It hurts like a bitch, and keeps bleeding. Awesome. Total shots: 6. Including one on the roof of my mouth. I can't catch a break.

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On a good note, T-Bone has been doing really well lately. His body looks fantastic right now - thanks so adding corn and a calorie supplement to his food. Holy cow he looks sexy! Work has been going well. We took some steps back in order to really work on relaxation and working over the back. He knows how to do movements through Third Level, but I need to make sure the foundation is correct before really pursueing more advanced movements.

We have a clinic with Tom Poulin next weekend (April 12) which I'm looking forward to. Annnnd - best part is he's coming to the farm, so no traveling! Woot.

Last night I washed T-Bone's tail and braided it up into a sock. So now he looks like a proper Morgan show horse. I've actually never braided his tail up, but since it's so damn muddy I thought what the hell. Maybe I'll let it grow out until it drags the ground. Sometime this week I need to clip his legs for the clinic. Good times, good times. Show season is here ... time to rock n roll baby.

First show: May 17.

heh.

I love Garfield.

Garfield - without garfield

If you take garfield out of the comic strips, John ends up looking bipolar, schizo, etc. Good stuff. And oddly, I relate to much if it. You know, since I talk to my cat. A lot.

One of my favs:

mud.

I HATE MUD!!!!!!