Not that he’ll read this, he doesn’t do blogs or forums.
Erin
Shirley
You have to admit, Erin is much better looking than Shirley, happier too.
Other poop
Getting nearer to having the land split and giving Tori her piece of this planet.
Snow is predicted for tonight and tomorrow.
Today was monday even though the calendars say tuesday.
Pilates was a killer event for all. Colleen had her teacher and mentor teach today’s class. Sadistic bitch. Actually I enjoyed it and did pretty good.
Dennis is gone. Dodge City, KS was his first stop.
I caught myself flipping off drivers that had an Obama sticker on their car lately. I realize how wrong that action is and I apologize to any of the mentally deficient drivers that I may have offended. I will now just mumble “moron” under my breath as I pass the car.
Can’t dance if there’s no music, right?
Oh shit, the weatherliar has rolled up his sleeves again. That means he’s working hard for us. Dumb ass.
He just mentioned Twitter as one of his snow sources. Dumb ass.
I’m hoping my bear goes into hibernation before I have to kill him.
Bear burgers for everyone if that doesn’t happen.
Talked to Joe about him and I going to London in Jan/Feb just for shits and giggles. He’s thinking of it. I have more than enough air miles for this to be cheap for me. Not so much for him.
Had a nap today. Funny thing about napping and telephones. If I have my phone next to me when I nap, it rings. Guaranteed. If I leave my phone with Nina, it never rings. Never. Stupid phone.
Tori.
Just had to mention her or she’d feel left out and be hurt.
Nina’s planning on her return trip to visit ML at the end of the month.
Got my new camera just in time. My old camera is dying a fast death and unlike my computers, I can’t fix cameras. Stupid camera. My new camera is very slick.
The above pics are taken with my new camera. Same quality pics, it just doesn’t shut down randomly like my old one started doing earlier this month.
As Site Stewards for the Hacienda, also known as
El Viandante, We have been involved in an ongoing
research project into the who, what, when and why
of this site. The Hacienda site is a 75 acre parcel of
land on a larger 26,000 acre tract that became a part
of the public domain in 1939 after it was sold by
original Anton Chico Land Grant to the Gross Kelly
Company in 1930. The Forest Service took over
management of the 26,000 acres in 1947
The improvements on the site include an 8 room,
cut stone house, stone corrals and thousands of feet
of stone walls, along the north bluffs overlooking
the Pecos River between El Cerrito and Tecolotito.
A house this large is very unusual for the area as
typically the little subsistence ranches observed in
the area have only two or three room dwellings.
Our research leads us to believe that the buildings
were probably built in the late 1860s or early 1870s,
as two early books from the 1865 era discuss the
ford on the river where the Hacienda is located but
make mention only of a rancher that lived two miles
away. The oral history investigation gave us the
name of the Jaramillo Family who occupied the site
as a commercial venture. With their oxen, they
assisted wagons in fording the Pecos River. These
wagons were carrying supplies to the traders and
ranches to the south and then bringing wool north
across the river to Las Vegas or the railhead. With
the many corrals we assume that herds of sheep and
then later cattle were also brought across the river at
this location. The northern terminus, at its heyday
from 1880 to about 1902, was probably the Santa
Fe railhead at Bernal and the wagons carried
supplies south as far as Lincoln County. There is a
similar site across the river that was occupied by the
Baca Family, relatives of the Jaramillos, that we
feel was part of the overall picture. Some
speculation has been given to use by the
Comancheros during their later period but there is
no good evidence to support this thought.
An interesting sidelight, three different sources all
told us about the “ladies of the evening” that were
at the Hacienda to entertain the wagoneers. From
nearby old-timers, we learned that the site was
abandoned prior to the mid 1930s.
There have been four PIT projects for this site, the
first for historical research and the last three out at
the site doing stabilization and some archeological
“digging”. While we are blessed with an abundance
of surface litter, due to funding, forest fires and
time constraints, little has been done in the way of
identifying or dating the bulk of the artifacts
collected. What we have done so far though, does
support the time frame that was established through
the historical research.
Sadly, we have not been able to locate any
descendants of either the Jaramillo or Baca families
that were connected with the site but maybe
sometime……someone……. somewhere
One day a florist went to a barber for a haircut. After the cut, he asked about his bill, and the barber replied, ‘I cannot accept money from you, I’m doing community service this week.’ The florist was pleased and left the shop. When the barber went to open his shop the next morning, there was a ‘thank you’ card and a dozen roses waiting for him at his door.
Later, a cop comes in for a haircut, and when he tries to pay his bill, the barber again replied, ‘I cannot accept money from you, I’m doing community service this week. The cop was happy and left the shop. The next morning when the barber went to open up, there was a ‘thank you’ card and a dozen doughnuts waiting for him at his door.
Then a Member of Congress came in for a haircut, and when he went to pay his bill, the barber again replied, ‘I cannot accept money from you. I’m doing community service this week.’ The Member of Congress was very happy and left the shop. The next morning, when the barber went to open up, there were a dozen Members of Congress lined up waiting for a free haircut.
And that, my friends, illustrates the fundamental difference between the citizens of our country and the politicians who run it.
I am a husband, father, grandfather, friend, business owner, traveller, Harley rider, citizen, patriot, gun owner, politically eclectic person of strange personal habits. I support police, trust no politicians, and can argue any side of an argument just to amuse myself. People love me or hate me and those that are in-between don't know me.
