Thursday, September 25, 2008

Choose-Your-Own-Adventure result

You walk out to the barn on a crisp fall morning, a little before dawn. Your decision made, you feel a weight lifting, knowing that this will be the last time you'll be hand milking for a good long time. After this, your wrists can recover and life can resume its usual crazy course.

As you enter the darkened barn, you are eaten by a grue. Your cow dies of dysentery.

THE END

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6 Comments:

At 9/26/2008 12:34 AM, Blogger tina f. said...

Are you serious!!! How awful. I'm so sorry for you. :(

 
At 9/26/2008 4:41 AM, Blogger e4 said...

No, I'm not serious. Sorry I didn't mean to trick anyone. It was a reference to a couple of old computer games.

For what it's worth, I still don't know what we're doing...

 
At 9/26/2008 7:56 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

e4,

I blame you for the coffee on my computer screen, even if it was me who was drinking while blogging.
Your blog serves as sort of a cautionary tale to someone with homesteading aspirations. It isn't easy and you have a lot going on. I would give your self a break with the cow and see what happens in the spring. Best of luck with your daughter and the 4 million other things you have going on....

 
At 9/26/2008 9:20 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

What -- no saving throw?

Seriously, have you decided what to do yet.

Got the style down nicely, you did.

MEA

 
At 9/26/2008 9:27 AM, Blogger e4 said...

Sorry about your computer screen Anon. You did read the disclaimer about my not being responsible for such things, right? I know it's around here somewhere.

MEA - I have not decided what to do yet. I am frozen with indecision, because none of the options are very good.

Instead, I'm trying a new milking technique to see if that helps at all.

 
At 9/26/2008 11:02 AM, Blogger MeadowLark said...

I thought everyone was dying of cholera.

And guessing you were riffing on The Oregon Trail, one of my favorite games in the entire world. I felt bad after the first time when I blasted every living thing in sight because I was hungry, and then discovered that I could only carry 200lbs back and the rest of the meat went to waste. That was sooooo sad.

 

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