Butchering Chickens


Unbelievably, I woke up this morning with a call from my cousin about butchering some chickens. Not really knowing what I was in store for, I tagged along. I wound up plucking chickens for the better parts of two hours. Needless to say, I enjoyed a lovely piece of ham this evening. Chickens will be given a healthy break for a while. I finally got to Alberta on the first of September. I have so far spent the time fooling around with family and picking up odds and ends before I move back into Lister. I am still not really looking forward to school, but if I have to do this, I am going to do it right this time. I will be organized and time-oriented. The news from Russia is absolutely disturbing. I can't believe that even terrorists would simply slaughter hundreds of completely innocent children. I hope Justice finds them with a hangman's noose. Even that is better than they deserve. Bart Simpson is RIP. Someone in Lethbridge ripped the entire antenna off my car, shearing it off at the fender whiel I was at the mall.