It's cold and rainy this week, and that is huge relief across the grain belt. Farm country was dry, and when I was working the fields last week drilling in fertilizer, the amount of dust that I was kicking up was alarming. Apparently there is an old saying: "Sow into the dust, and your bins will bust." If that's the case, some guys are going to need some more bins.
Watching an old episode of Futurama on Cartoon Network. Always enjoyed the idea of a booze-drinking, cigar-smoking robot, because, hey why not?
The fire in and around Fort McMurray last week was a terrible situation. I feel so badly for everyone who lost there homes and possessions; I cannot even imagine. Hats off to everyone who helped save the city. I made a donation to the Red Cross relief fund. Hopefully it helps someone a little bit as they get back onto their feet.
The CFL had its draft on Tuesday. I enjoy sports and the details that surrounds it as much as the next guy, but I really don't get mock drafts and draft grades. Predicting an entire round of a draft before draft night? Whats the point? It does not account for draft day trades, and one wrong guess throw the whole thing out the window. And then grades that come out as soon as the draft ends? No way to say who "won" a draft. That cannot be determined for about 5 years, after the pads have met the meat. I hope my team had a "Grade A" draft though.
I've made the switch to Google Chrome as my internet browser. So far, two thumbs up.
Supposed to freeze tonight. Crazy when you consider the beautiful early spring we have had. But makes sense when you consider how early this beautiful spring has been. Hope the canola and pulse crops hang in there.
I have to go to bed. G'night,
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