Yield, Milo
Laugh tracks in the dust: Love triangle
This story I’m telling happened decades ago, but it wuz told to me a couple of weeks ago as the truth — and knowing...
Yield, Milo
Laugh tracks in the dust: Three Semi-Enfeebled Amigos
Ah, we’ve had a week of yo-yo weather in the Flint Hills. I went from wearing bermuda shorts on one day to overalls and...
Yield, Milo
Laugh tracks in the dust: The curse of Henry
Ah, the joy of sweet success. As you’ll recall, last week I recounted how a persistent, even arrogant coyote wuz stalking my little chicken...
Yield, Milo
Laugh Tracks in the Dust – Dad-gummed coyotes
The feather-hungry, dad-gummed coyotes have my little chicken flock in their sights again. And one big, ol’ wanna-be chicken killer is even arrogant about...
Yield, Milo
Laugh tracks in the dust: Single Blonde Female
I love this supposedly-true story. This classified advertisement ran in a local newspaper:
“Single Blonde Female seeks male companionship, ethnicity unimportant. I'm a very good...
Yield, Milo
Laugh Tracks in the Dust: Lessons learned with Mocephus
This is one of my favorite times of the year — when the profusion of fall prairie wildflowers are widely in bloom. The yellows...
Yield, Milo
Laugh tracks in the dust: “Redneck Navy”
Hurricane Harvey left behind one thing more important than damage. It left behind the knowledge on the American psyche that in a pinch we...
Yield, Milo
Laugh tracks in the dust: Pilot
Our eldest daughter is awesome. Let me describe how awesome she is. On her 50th birthday on August 21 for her birthday celebration the...
