Administration

It seems like we are locked in to the new format. I’m not too happy with it but, what can I do?  I’m a man but, I can change, if I have to, I guess. It is pretty blue instead of the old black and white. But I like things black and white. That way the shades of grey can be any color I imagine. In living color we have no choice, we see things not in shades of grey but in distinct vibrations of color. Leaving no doubt as to what color the non black and white shades are. One consolation for living color, when you observe black and white there, it’s truly black and truly white. As if the other colors prove it.

WordPress has been a wonderful place to learn to blog. I was initially introduced to it by my old cyber friend Rock, aka Fat Lester, a fellow traveler on board the mighty ship Universally Sanctified Site Mixx. Aka USS Mixx. A social networking site launched back in 2007 that excepted a gang of ex Digger’s and let them run with it. I myself came over to Mixx from Digg after getting my @$$ handed to me in the comments section when I was dumb enough to pipe up on politics. Some gardian angel suggested I try the new and much more friendly site Mixx instead of the meat grinder Digg was. Mixx is now long gone. I still have my place on Digg as well as Reddit and maybe a couple more I’ve forgot. Once in a blue moon I’ll visit Reddit but I never go to Digg anymore.

Anyway back to Rock. He and I had become cyber friends and though we still haven’t had a face to face meetup I consider us real friends, along with Violet Planet from the same time and cyber space. Rock was the one that suggested I start a Blog and knowing much more about the internet than I he set me up with the original “CoCreator’s Blog-The Official Blog of Cocreator Ten” back in ……. gosh, I don’t know. I had a good run on his site, you see he gave me the web domain cocreator.cc from a domain business he was running, he set up the account with WordPress and gave me the password to get into it’s admin on WordPress, and he paid for everything, for a few years. (Bless you, Rock)

I would still be on the original site had I taken the bull by the horns and finished taking over all the responsibilities of the creation but as I heard no squeaking wheels I never went for the elbow grease and grabbed them horns. As fate would have it the site came up for renewal and Rock wasn’t aware that it was in a tranche of sites he was terminating. Some lawyer scooped up the domain name and the rest is history as they say. A year went by and I could stand it no longer. Cocreator’s New Blog was born. Here on WordPress. With me handling the horns. The old horn dog that I am. Then I was locked out using my usual automatic log in. Here we go again I thought. I had tried everything, I was near panic. I was about to copy this site and paste it onto another new one. Then I spaced it off for a week.

I’ve rediscovered my password. That was scary. I can’t get into my old Gmail account but have set up a new one.

You truly don’t know what you got until it’s gone.

I didn’t want to have to start yet another site.

It’s good to have my admin back.

See ya then, see ya there.

Cc

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Adar

Acting hip as you slip in the stream
Get a grip you’re a blip on their screen
But a clone from the bone of the beam
Has been known to be thrown in between
Pull the ring on the string of the seam
Hear it sing everything in the scene
It’s been sold by the gold plated gleam
Standing tall by the wall painted green
Planning sound as you pound out the scheme
Patted round after ground by machine
We compete for the sweet rising cream
The new meat on the street coming clean
Once they roam from the home of the team
Quickly grown to the tone of a teen

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‘umble

I speak to God and you get to listen
I’m falling water You get the glisten
I’ll write it down and you get to read
I’m growing grass and you get to feed
I speak to man and God gets to listen
I’m incomplete God fills in what’s missing
I’ll write it down if you want to read
I’m only happy to’ve met the need

I know it’s Sunday but that’s not the point
I’m hoping you don’t come blow up the joint
I’ll let you read on your favorite day
I’m only trying here to have my say
I want to say it so you’ll get the point
I’m freely giving I hope you’ll anoint
A doctrine of gratitude every day
Thankful for all that is coming your way

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The Cutting Edge

I guess I’m not as cutting edge as I think I am. But I drank the beer when chemical reps were trying to sooth hurt feelings because their company’s new chemicals carried over to screw up the next year’s crops. I even volunteered to take the half empty keg back to Hy Vee for them. Just as soon as we’d finished drinking it. Of course I’d not used the Scepter brand soybean herbicide that was killing the next year’s corn. I was only there for the free food. The free beer was a nice bonus. For a couple days. Then I had as bad of a hangover as the chemical. Almost. Unlike the corn Rotation I grew out of it eventually. But then my rotation window is a lot shorter. At least it was back then. Anymore it’s taking longer and longer for me to feel like drinking a beer after I have indulged in a few too many. Thanks Willy. But I can write.

Today when I clicked on “New Post” in my usual place on the page here on Cocreator’s New Blog the version of editor that popped up wasn’t the same. There are at least two places to get here that I’ve found so far, with one offering the same editor mode I’ve always used here on WordPress and the other offering a newer glitzier version. When I noticed an option to click over to classic mode I took the bait. I guess I’m not as cutting edge as I think I am. Glitzy isn’t me. One time I painted a tractor back to original and ended up rolling that tractor within a year. Smashing up the cab I had just traded for the fenders. That was one reason I’d painted it, to make the paint on the cab match the paint on the tractor.  I’m not meant to have nice things.

Even though I no till farmers were no till planting for decades before I adopted it. Even though I planted cover crops last year it was my first year. Unless you consider oats planted to get alfalfa up and growing a cover crop. I don’t. I’ve both cut it for oats hay and combined it for the oats. Some years both. I have grazed down an oat crop that I had used to get forty acres of brome grass to establish. But I had never planted a cover crop to keep green land that was in a two year corn/soybean rotation. Weeds usually did a good enough job of that. If you count weeds I’ve been using cover crops from the get go. Shepard’s Purse. Pennycress. Dandelion. Foxtail. I’ve used them all. But actually spreading radishes and rye grass, no. Now I read farmers have been doing it for decades. I’m maybe not as cutting edge as I think I am.

Even the rotational grazing I try to do to increase stocking rates has been around for decades. I’ve been doing it for maybe one. The Australians and the New Zealanders were the ones that supposedly developed the rotational grazing system. Long before American farm magazines were promoting it. I was doing it before I knew it was a system simply because I’d got in the habit of only selling bulls and I was getting too many head to simply let graze without starving them. My first rotation grazing was taking them out of the pasture and dry lotting them on hay. I’d notice the pasture would come back thick and lush if I would simply let it rest. After reading about paddocks I divided up the pasture into four sections and the rest is history. Which is where I usually come in. I love history. So I guess I’m not as cutting edge as I think I am.

But then I’m not The Creator, I’m Cocreator.

Cc

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