I used to be a farmer, and I made a living fine, I had a little stretch of land along the CP line But times were hard and though I tried, the money wasn't there And bankers came and took my land and told me "fair is fair" I looked for every kind of job, the answer always no "Hire you now?" they'd always laugh, "we just let twenty go!" The government, the promised me a measly little sum But I've got too much pride to end up just another bum. Then I thought, who gives a damn if all the jobs are gone? I'm gonna be a PIRATE on the river Saskatchewan!!! Cause it's a heave-ho, hi-ho, comin' down the plains Stealin' wheat and barley and all the other grains It's a ho-hey, hi-hey farmers bar yer doors When ya see the Jolly Roger on Regina's mighty shores Well, you'd think the local farmers would know that I'm at large But just the other day I found an unsuspecting barge I snuck up right behind them and they were none the wiser, I rammed their ship and sank it and I stole their fertilizer! A bridge outside of Moosejaw spans a mighty river Farmers cross in so much fear their stomachs are a'quiver Cause they know that TRACTOR JACK is waitin' in the bay I'll jump the bridge and knock them cold and sail off with their hay! Cause it's a heave-ho, hi-ho, comin' down the plains Stealin' wheat and barley and all the other grains It's a ho-hey, hi-hey farmers bar yer doors When ya see the Jolly Roger on Regina's mighty shores Well, Mountie Bob he chased me, he was always at my throat He'd follow on the shoreline cause he didn't own a boat But cutbacks were a'coming and the Mountie lost his job And now he's sailing with us, and we call him Salty Bob! A swingin' sword, a skull and bones and pleasant company I never pay my income tax and screw the GST (SCREW IT!!) Prince Albert down to Saskatoon, the terror of the seas If you wanna reach the co-op, boy, you gotta get by me! Cause it's a heave-ho, hi-ho, comin' down the plains Stealin' wheat and barley and all the other grains It's a ho-hey, hi-hey farmers bar yer doors When ya see the Jolly Roger on Regina's mighty shores (*spoken* Arrrr! Ya salty dog!) (*spoken* Arrrr! Ya salty gopher!) (*spoken* Arr.. ya.. salty bale of hay!) Well, Pirate life's appealing but you just don't find it here, I've heard that in Alberta there's a band of buccaneers They roam the Athabaska from Smith to Fort McKay And you're sure to loose your stetson if you have to pass their way! Well, winter is a'comin' and a chill is in the breeze My Pirate days are over once the river starts to freeze I'll be back in springtime but now I have to go I hear there's lots of plunderin' down in New Mexico! Cause it's a heave-ho, hi-ho, comin' down the plains Stealin' wheat and barley and all the other grains It's a ho-hey, hi-hey farmers bar yer doors When ya see the Jolly Roger on Regina's mighty shoresWe heard from Camp this afternoon and have not been accepted as directors. This is going to take some work for me to wrap my head around...not that I had counted on being there, but unless life takes an entirely different turn that we have in mind, this would have been the last summer that we are really able to work there, so I'm a little sad. However, we prayed about it, as I know also did the camp director, so we trust that God has other plans for us this summer. So...I'm looking for work for the summer now. Something flexible (so we can go hiking Ü) but with some amount of responsibility, and will allow me to work by myself a bit. Last summer's research was great as I got to be my own boss, which I like. There's LOTS of work out there, I just have to figure out something that'll work for me. Any ideas, oh faithful blog readers? Also, the fall's kind of up in the air at this point too...waiting to hear about grad school. Once again, we've prayed about it and are [trying] to leave it in God's hands, but it would sure be nice to know for certain right now... Anyway, I should get back to writing my book review on Canada's public policy regarding marijuana....Thanks for listening. Ü --female 1/2
Friday, February 09, 2007
Random things for February
Erk..I hate writing book reviews. I'm always afraid I'm misinterpreting the author's original position.
So, this is me once again procrastinating.
We went to an Arrogant Worms concert Wednesday night in Red Deer, courtesy of my parents. It was hilarious and well worth the drive up. Lambing has commenced at the Siebenga farm, it's a fun but busy time of year there...I miss it a bit, I'm afraid. While I have no complaints about the city life at present, I'm still a farm girl at heart...
Went out for lunch with Brent's parents Thursday. So fun to hear about all the exciting things going on with them these days.
Famous Arrogant Worms song for your pleasure and delight:
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