Seventeen more modules were untagged today. That brings the total to 226 so far, or about two and a half days ginning.

Frank the Plant "Super" is thrilled. He says maybe more patrons will follow that lead.

I don't follow his lead. I look at it that it is only two less days here at the plant, and we probably lack seventy eight or nine more. I told the girls that I think it would be neat to start a big poster board titled Glasscock County Coop "Wall of Shame" and list all the customers who tagged and now are untagging modules. Some of these people are friends, but I don't want to let them off the hook too easy. My theory is, they knew how far the plant was behind when they called the modules in.

The girls have a contingency plan in place should some of these modules leave and then something happen and the producers want to re-tag them back in. They get the next numbers out of the tag drawer. That means they might have thought they were helping themselves out but if it doesn't work out, they will go all the way to the end of the line. There may be a chance that someone will win that bottle of Crown Royal sitting on the counter by tagging module number 15,000!

By the way, numbers today look something like this. I am projecting 182,278 bales. and maybe around the twentieth of April for completion.

I am going to have to find my Super Bowl board sheet. Krl has two squares and I have two squares. Not bad numbers, but then again remember, the only thing I have ever won is the draft lottery!

If I were a betting man, I would go with the Giants and take the points. Of course that isn't the popular pick, but I don't like Bellichek, I think Brady is pretty arrogant, Randy Moss has a mouth, and the balance of the organization is guilty by association! I know, I am picking with my heart and not my mind.

I'm staying with it, Go Giants!

Actually I have to modify my statement about the only thing I ever won was the draft lottery. I won a bicycle once for guessing how many jelly beans were in a jar but the entry was in my sister's name. That was way back when Glenn's Pharmacy was still located downtown in Roscoe where the old Sneads Drug Store had been located. They had a soda fountain and boothes but catered to a more mature clientele than Haney's did across the street.

Tomorrow is supposed to be a maintenance Sunday, but you won't be able to tell it by my trucks. I have bale trucks and seed trucks that will run right through. I am going to tell them if they want to shut down during the Super Bowl we will work through it.

We have been cycling drivers in and out since yesterday about this time.

I don't know if Krl and I will go to town tomorrow or not. That will be her decision. I really don't feel right about asking our guys to work and then us taking off to town. Of course you have to realize that at least these drivers see civilization!

I am through with settlements with two exceptions. One is Cottonwood and the other is the new truck that began this week. I can't finish either without some vital information about percentages. I called Cottonwood yesterday and told them if they talked to either of the girls that do their payroll to ask them to call me. Then I called Joni and left her a message. The big problem is that if we miss the window for shipping in the settlements tonight, that will mean Tuesday or Wednesday by mail before they will have them on that end.

Krl is through with checks. In fact she is laying down. Back in December she had called and made an appointment with and eye, ear, nose specialist. We were told this man is very good. She decided the wait would be worth it and her appointment was scheduled for January 31, 2008 at 11:05 am. This past Thursday I woke Krl so she would have plenty of time to get ready. As she was putting on her makeup she called to get directions to the doctor's office. They informed her that the doctor was not coming in that day and they had no record of her appointment.

Duh.

Thursday afternoon Krl and all the pups except Maple Syrple were laying down for a nap. I made a dash for the Post Office to get some of the last quarterly reports in the mail. When I began gathering my cap and jacket and picked up my keys, Miss Maple was looking pretty sad. I asked her if she wanted to go with me and she started bounding around the trailer. Out the door we went and when we left our small yard, she was on cloud nine. She is such a bundle of energy. She was bouncing and running all around. When I opened the door to the Expedition she was in in a second.

She would love to be an only hound!

I don't know how she tells the other hounds what, but they all knew she had gotten a treat they missed out on!

Can you believe it is already February!

I have really been battling getting depressed. Lots of stuff seems like it is riding on me heavy. I'm sure it has a lot to do with being hung out here in the badlands! Think good thoughts of us and for us!

Have a day!

FATHER, save me from myself!