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Friday, April 1st, 2005
7:48p - Pranked!


D.H., the student who halter broke Boyoboy, looked up with a dead serious face in the middle of a chapter review and announced, "I saw two paint horses eating in the roadside ditch down at that neighbor's farm to the north where that black blazer lives."

I frowned. "That doesn't make any sense. Could you see the two studs in their pens? Were any others out?"

"I didn't notice when I went by, but it wasn't until after I'd passed that I saw the two up at the neighbor's."

(A few problems with this scenario -- on the WAY in to school, he'd hit that neighbor FIRST, then my farm... and when I left, about 30 min. at least before he'd pass, everything was quiet, calm, and all in place.)

"It doesn't make any sense. The two studs, if they got loose, would NOT stay together. The old one would drive the youngster off and go into my front yard to eat. If the rest of the herd got out, there'd be 20+, not 2, and all colors, not just pintos."

'When did you pass?"

"Why?"

I gave him a stern look.

"Last night, going home."

"Well, they might have been K's (a neighbor further south on the same road whose original Pintos and their purebred stud came from my farm, so are the same type/color.) But two spotted ones alone still doesn't make any sense. Herd animals HERD. They'd all go, or all return."

One of the girls asked, "Miss H, did you forget the date?"

Maybe I'll put a question on herding behavior on my next chapter test. We covered the topic pretty well, and EVERYONE WAS LISTENING...

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11:54p - God Bless Google


-You'll Think of Me-
Keith Urban
From the CD: Golden Road
Copyright © 10/08/2002
Capitol Records

I woke up early this morning around 4:00 a.m.
With the moon shining bright as headlights on the interstate
I pulled the covers over my head and tried to catch some sleep
But, thoughts of us kept keeping me awake
Ever since you found yourself in someone else's arms
I've been tryin' my best to get along
But, that's okay
There's nothing left to say, but,

Take your records, take your freedom
Take your memories I don't need 'em
Take your space and take your reasons
But, you'll think of me
And, take your cat and leave my sweater
'Cause we have nothing left to weather
In fact, I'll feel a whole lot better
But, you'll think of me
You'll think of me

I went out driving trying to clear my head
I tried to sweep out all the ruins that my emotions left
I guess I'm feeling just a little tired of this
And, all the baggage that seems to still exist
It seems the only blessing I have left to my name
Is not knowing what we could have been
What we should have been

So, take your records, take your freedom
Take your memories I don't need 'em
Take your space and take your reasons
But, you'll think of me
And, take your cat and leave my sweater
'Cause we have nothing left to weather
In fact, I'll feel a whole lot better
But, you'll think of me

Someday, I'm gonna run across your mind
But, don't worry, I'll be fine
I'm gonna be all right
While you're sleeping with your pride
Wishing I could hold you tight
I'll be over you
And, on with my life

So, take your records, take your freedom
Take your memories I don't need 'em
And, take your cat and leave my sweater
'Cause we have nothing left to weather
In fact, I'll feel a whole lot better
But, you'll think of me

So, take your records, take your freedom
Take your memories I don't need 'em
Take your space and all your reasons
But, you'll think of me
And, take your cat and leave my sweater
'Cause we got nothing left to weather
In fact, I'll feel a whole lot better
But, you'll think of me
You'll think of me, yeah

And, you're gonna think of me
Oh, yeah
Oh, someday baby
Someday...

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