tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1921957991631086138.post3336235939739506369..comments2024-01-22T19:14:28.427-06:00Comments on okjimm's eggroll emporium: They Shoot Horses, Don't They?okjimmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11013002335848390765noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1921957991631086138.post-73165958696057809302008-09-25T13:14:00.000-05:002008-09-25T13:14:00.000-05:00I'm late to this party, but oh, my god. Hilarious...I'm late to this party, but oh, my god. Hilarious.DivaJoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02534571327558009753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1921957991631086138.post-18105504710669295982008-09-25T11:29:00.000-05:002008-09-25T11:29:00.000-05:00And so went another happy Sunday for okjimm. No ne...And so went another happy Sunday for okjimm. No need to tell you life's an adventure. Glad to see you're living it. :^)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1921957991631086138.post-14981854605699033562008-09-24T12:09:00.000-05:002008-09-24T12:09:00.000-05:00When you mentioned that Pete was part Alamo and pa...When you mentioned that Pete was part Alamo and part Pee Wee's Playhouse, all I could picture was him riding that big red bike with the pudgy tires through Iowa.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1921957991631086138.post-35168474139391374432008-09-23T16:13:00.000-05:002008-09-23T16:13:00.000-05:00I can see that you had as much fun riding horses a...I can see that you had as much fun riding horses as i did. I prefer walking. Even a bike hurts my butt.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1921957991631086138.post-27870601326760997382008-09-23T13:17:00.000-05:002008-09-23T13:17:00.000-05:00Boy..... That was the last time I am on a horse. ...Boy..... That was the last time I am on a horse. My ass is still sore. <BR/>Yuppers... ME, the horse may have had a drink, and may have enjoyed it..... but it was a lot luckier that that I do not own a gun and abhore violence.... or it would have been a dead horse.<BR/><BR/>Randal.... I am sticking to the bike. It burns a lot less hay.<BR/><BR/>Dean.... my AC broke long ago. Now I just have to fix my DC.okjimmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11013002335848390765noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1921957991631086138.post-59247932355912590852008-09-23T11:12:00.000-05:002008-09-23T11:12:00.000-05:00Biking does sound safer.Riding in an air-condition...Biking does sound safer.<BR/><BR/>Riding in an air-conditioned car even better.Dean Wormerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06214049238722718299noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1921957991631086138.post-1889353343335048852008-09-23T09:56:00.000-05:002008-09-23T09:56:00.000-05:00I warned ya. Stick to the bike. They don't head of...I warned ya. Stick to the bike. They don't head off to get a drink at the nearest stream. ;-)Randal Graveshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08728992897551848531noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1921957991631086138.post-15727198839422177432008-09-23T08:55:00.000-05:002008-09-23T08:55:00.000-05:00You think you had it bad, okjimm? Look at what you...You think you had it bad, okjimm? <A HREF="http://cn1.kaboodle.com/hi/img/2/0/0/a0/a/AAAAAqsKdZYAAAAAAKCniQ.png?v=1196410835000" REL="nofollow">Look</A> at what your horse did after the ride.Mary Ellenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07835150057881066641noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1921957991631086138.post-77979857243046185712008-09-23T07:04:00.000-05:002008-09-23T07:04:00.000-05:00Steve....// I have often flirted with the idea of ...Steve....// I have often flirted with the idea of horseback riding.//<BR/><BR/>I think flirting with horseback riding is much better than the reality.....<BR/><BR/>Susan....Life is full of adventures... you bet! I think, though, that my next one will be both cheaper and safer.okjimmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11013002335848390765noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1921957991631086138.post-5600205952148050772008-09-22T21:55:00.000-05:002008-09-22T21:55:00.000-05:00Glad to hear you survived with sense of humor inta...Glad to hear you survived with sense of humor intact. <BR/><BR/>I had a similar experience with a trail horse when I was 7.. sneaked away from my folks at a picnic with my summer savings to rent a beast for an hour long ride. It tossed me off when it decided to catch up with the other horses and, with my foot caught in the stirrup, I got dragged a quarter mile (wearing my little picnic dress). I did get back on after being rescued and returned (covered in scratches and bruises) to my parents wearing a big grin and a tattered dress.<BR/><BR/>Life is full of adventures :-)susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16747450215034568033noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1921957991631086138.post-55282102553468661772008-09-22T20:26:00.000-05:002008-09-22T20:26:00.000-05:00Jimm - I have often flirted with the idea of horse...Jimm - I have often flirted with the idea of horseback riding. I'm part Magyar, and horses are in the blood... But I've hesitated - and after your post I realize a lot of the reason why. No control. I can't fake control of a 1200 pound animal, and I've heard that only a convincing job of being in control (mentally) can actually control the varmints. So your episode with Furnace serves as ample warning to me. I'll stick to my own two feet.Steve Emeryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08628329561652344403noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1921957991631086138.post-50177416864688082962008-09-22T19:58:00.000-05:002008-09-22T19:58:00.000-05:00Haha--poor Jimm! I had a horse like that once. I t...Haha--poor Jimm! I had a horse like that once. I think it's time for ol' 'Niecey to be put out to pasture.<BR/><BR/>Dang. You called that one. Right down to the falling on your arse part.<BR/><BR/>Least you stocked up on pain relievers and anti-inflammatories. And such.Missyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12041804780968204993noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1921957991631086138.post-12650740211343897262008-09-22T19:15:00.000-05:002008-09-22T19:15:00.000-05:00Stick with bikes. Forget horses. Spice up your lif...Stick with bikes. Forget horses. Spice up your life with Iowa, home of sneaky soybeans & boiled sweetcorn. <BR/>[But I bet Luci was impressed what a good sport you are.]Billie Greenwoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08214111146566550821noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1921957991631086138.post-25166620515606872472008-09-22T19:07:00.000-05:002008-09-22T19:07:00.000-05:00Poor okjimm...:-(Poor okjimm...<BR/><BR/>:-(Mary Ellenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07835150057881066641noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1921957991631086138.post-1358376217963442962008-09-22T17:54:00.000-05:002008-09-22T17:54:00.000-05:00ME.... horses and I have parted ways.... forever.....ME.... horses and I have parted ways.... forever.... It is going to take me a week to feel better. Or at least a six pack or two.okjimmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11013002335848390765noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1921957991631086138.post-80021311066392883822008-09-22T16:19:00.000-05:002008-09-22T16:19:00.000-05:00So you did survive! I could just imagine the stori...So you <I>did</I> survive! I could just imagine the stories that Bernice or Denise or Vernice or whatever the horses name, was telling to her friends back at the barn that night. Something tells me she went to sleep with a little smile on her horsey face, just thinking about how sore and tired you were. ;-)<BR/><BR/>I think next time you should stick to your bike. They don't smell so bad and they stay on the trail.Mary Ellenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07835150057881066641noreply@blogger.com