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Put that in your pipeline and smoke it.
\n5\/12 2016<\/a>
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\nToday will be a good day. We have the building blocks, we just need to put it together.
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\nGood goat times today. I was a little curious to see if maybe my math had been all wrong and… but no, no babies. We’re definitely way over the expiry date now. Definitely no babies.
\nA little warmer and some sun today. That was nice. Of course that means everything is mud again. We are all made of mud. But that’s okay. I got to see a couple of fun Mia jumps across the mud river. Grandma doesn’t have the same bounce, she just sort of wades through it. Much to her chagrin. Oh dear. Other than that, nothing new. Now if you’ll excuse me I have to go tend to a pot of soup.
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\nLook, if I want to eat my soup straight out of the pot instead of getting a bowl then that’s really my business and no one else’s. It’s not like I’m breaking any laws. I mean be fair. I mean, I don’t eat squirrels, do I?
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\nI’m just gonna put on the Austin Powers theme and sashay over to the fridge and if I happen to fall into a pot of soup, well it worked out okay for Obelix so why not.
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\nAt least there is the sun. And the goats.
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\nI hope you will all tune in tomorrow for my 24 hour livestream telethon where I’ll be performing ukulele covers of all the great, classic christmas songs like Christmas Song and Song About Christmas and the always popular I Couldn\u00a8’t Be Bothered Looking Up Names of Actual Christmas Songs. Don’t forget I’ll be raffling off my raffle set, because I never use that thing anyway.
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\nI’m hoping nuking Denmark will be one of the campaign promises that Trump forgets about.
\n2016, the year when nuking Denmark was a headline in the US presidential election and a plotline on South Park.
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\nHeading to bedding. Don’t let the floor hit you on the way to the moor. Drain the moat, all hail the goat. If it rhymes you must I quit, Something something soup.
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\nToday will be a good day. We can dream it, we can be it.
\nI had amazing dreams again. I was with The Young Ones and the doctor from Cannonball Run. And we had a functioning Portal gun. I actually got to actually use a real Portal gun and it was real. i wish I could live in there forever.
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\nGood goat times today. Glad I went. Almost had myself talked out of it because my legs ached and I was feeling down. The kind of down that makes you want to stay in bed. But I got going and spent some nice time in the frosty sunshine with the girls. Always better. Put a cinderblock down by the fence where the sun was hitting hard and sat there. Immediately crowded by Mio and Mia of course. Just good to sit there and be a man among goats. And then hot soup at home. Good for what ails ya.
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\nOur spot in the sun.
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\nA38 picked a place in the sun too.
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\nThe Facebook zone is for immediate unloading of verbal garbage only. There is no stopping in the Facebook zone.
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\nOff to bed. I need a long trip to dreamland. If my soup pot is a rocking don’t come a knocking.
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\nToday will be a good day. Happy hump day, guys.
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\nI had a brilliant dreamwalk last night. So many sparkly ways. Like the taping of an episode of The Big Bang Theory, apparently. Haha.
\nBut best of all was the goat part. When I go to the playground there are two directions I can come from, depending on the path I take. Sometimes I’oll find the goats looking for me in the other direction because they’re expecting me to come from there. In the dream Mia was looking for me at the fence and I was sneaking up behind her to video her reaction whe she noticed me. But then I saw someone else there. Palle. And then I knew it was a dream. I love seeing Palle in dreams. And I love when I’m in a dream and I become aware it’s a dream. I’ve talked about it before. It fascinates me. It was so real, but I knew it had to be a dream because Palle was there. He came running to me. Unfortunately I didn’t get to spend a lot of time with him, because my upstairs neighbours woke me with loud noises, and a lecture about racial equality. Just kidding, not that kind of woke. But yeah. Thank you, Palle, for the visit. Come by any time.
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\n2016, apparently
\nLink: 2016 in review video<\/a>
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\nTime for another pot of Time’s Soup Of The Year.
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\nTypical goat pose. Always good if you can find something to stand on, even if it’s just a little rock.
\nWe’re spending a lot more time in the goat pen these days, instead of the horse pen. Probably because the horse pen is a lot muddier. And you have to pass the river of mud to get through it.
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\nA reboot of Home Alone where John Lithgow plays all the grownup roles.
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\nWell, that’s it. I’m out of soup. The one from my parents anyway. I still have elderberry soup in the freezer. Always be prepared, to eat soup.
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Today will be a good day. Here we go, go, go.
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\nGood goat times today. The place was still closed when I got there. So I went in and fed the goats. Meowed at the kitty. Then I got ready to take the goats out the back and all the way around the pen, so we could avoid the mud in front of the main door. But then Ophelia showed up. We talked a little while she fed the horses. That was nice. then she let the horses out. Which meant that the door the goats normally use to go out was now free, and we went out that way. Out to the cold. Actually it’s gotten a little bit warmer again, but I made the mistake of thinking that meant I could do without my sweater. Note to self: You cannot do without your sweater until spring. Cold, cold, cold. But worth it for the three lovely goat friends I got. Had some tomato and banana time. And I let A3i8 try the pumpkin seeds for the first time. She snarfed them down with great delight. Then I looked at my camera to admire the great video I was shooting of A38’s first pumpkin seed fiest… and saw that I’d left the lens cap on. Whoopsie. Oh well. I got the lens cap off and filmed A38’s second taste of pumpkin seeds, so that’ll be up on the page whenever it’s done and edited.
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\nNo matter how old she gets, Mio still seems to be able to pull off that babyface.
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