By: Bears Butt

Today has had me totally consumed and I finally got around to this post.  Today is “World Sauntering Day”, that’s right folks celebrating all around the world today!  As for me, most of my sauntering was done over at the neighbors house looking for a hose bib.  I never did find one, but got to see his yard and it’s really nice.

My second most sauntering experience was at the grocery store.  I only managed to pick up a couple of beers, but the sauntering had me wrapped up pretty good for awhile.  Then I remembered I had the dog out in the hot car and not wanting to face an evil looking old lady, I headed out of the store and saved his little hide from the bake fest.  Actually, he wasn’t that hot and was napping in the back seat.

I tried to find a funny sauntering video or joke on line, but the only joke I found was a stupid one, so I chose not to share it with you.  Also the videos are not worth looking at as well, so don’t waste your time looking.  Take my word for it, I have already done the research for you.

But, that being said, there is a market for a good and funny sauntering day video!  Get to work!

Saunter on folks, I have a rose that needs to be smelled!

Bears Butt

June 18, 2012

Written on June 18th, 2012 , Uncategorized
By: Bears Butt

Just a little heads up for tomorrows celebration day!  Happy Fathers day to all you fathers out there.  I found this video and thought of each and every one of you!

Enjoy!

Bears Butt

Fathers Day 2012

Written on June 16th, 2012 , Uncategorized
By: Bears Butt

A great day today!  It’s National Hollerin Contest Day!  Now what does it mean?  Well, back in its day it was trying to get your neighbors attention across the “holler”.  There weren’t any telephones and there certainly was not an internet or cell phones.  So in order fer ma ta git the younguns ta come home fer eatin, she would step out onto the back step an holler!  You won’t hear that call on this first video, but you will on the next!

Now it seems they have made a National Contest of it.  But then, only in the state of North Carolina would they take such a thing so serious and actually have a hollerin contest.  This explains quite a bit about some of my North Carolina buddies.  I can see old Gattlin standing up on that stage just a yellin his heart out.

And there you have it!

Bears Butt

June 16, 2012

Written on June 16th, 2012 , Uncategorized
By: Bears Butt

Only for you do I do my research into such things.

Have you ever wondered how they can charge so much for cashew nuts?  I love eating them but I rarely get to purchase a can of just cashews.  So I buy mixed nuts that have them in it.  Why the expense?

First off they are a tropical tree.  They need hot, dry areas with plenty of moisture, but not soil that retains the water.  They are native to Northern South America but have readily been planted in Portugal and India and are doing well in those countries.  Also some countries in Africa.

The cashew tree is not a tall tree and my research found them to grow about 30 ft tall at the tallest, but they spread out over quite an area.  The largest cashew tree known to grow covers an area 81,000 square feet!  That’s correct, 81,000!  That is almost as big as a football field in two directions.

Ok, back on track.  Why so expensive?  First off is the fact that they must be imported.  Cost goes up!

More about the cashew.  A single seed (not a nut)  grows on the outside of a fruit called the cashew apple!  It looks like an apple growing upside down.  The seed part grows out the lower end of the fruit.  One seed per fruit.

Cashews have to be harvested carefully as they have a coating of a substance very similar to what we know to be on poison ivy.  So in order to remove the outer shell from the seed inside the person cracking the shell must wear rubber gloves and long sleeve shirts.  The shell can not touch the seed inside either or the seed will get the sticky poison on it and make it un-usable.

The growers and crackers have learned that freezing the pod makes it easier as the poison won’t come off on their skin when dealing with frozen seeds.

So, one seed per fruit plus difficult handling equals Price goes Up!

As with most nuts, the cashews need to be roasted, salted etc to make them more better to eat.  So this too makes the price go up.

My research also said trace amounts of the toxic stuff found on the outside shell is also found inside the seed which makes them not a good thing to eat for those allergic to nuts etc.

The oils derived from the cashew seeds are used as medicine for healing the hard and cracked skin of your heel and abscessed teeth.  The seeds are dried and pulverized and made into antivenin for snake bites.  And the outer hulls are boiled and mixed into paint resins.

So the next time you are enjoying a big old cashew, just think about how it got to you and how the price was determined by someone very determined to make sure you were happy.

Oh and the cashew apple!  They make juice out of it and a lot of folks even make wine from the juice!  But there is a caution with the wine users.  The toxins are still in there and it causes your body not to absorb nutrients from other foods you may eat.  Of course you would tend to be a skinny drinker if you drank a lot of it a lot of the time.  Would it be worth it?  I doubt it.  I would like to try some one day.  Put that on my bucket list.

Bears Butt

June 15, 2012

 

Written on June 15th, 2012 , Uncategorized
By: Bears Butt

During any outdoor day I love to have a snack of Kippers.  Little fillets of herring that have been processed and put into little aluminum cans.  Eaten on saltine or ritz type crackers is my favorite way to eat them.  I think if I had the cans and the time, I could eat 3 or 4 cans of them in one sitting.  But usually it’s just one can shared among the number of people hanging out together.

Yummy kippers!

So, to help you understand just how those little fish got put into the cans you are ripping the top off of, I, Bears Butt, has done a little research and bring to you this video I found on You Tube!  Enjoy!

After watching this video it gives me a whole lot more faith in the fact that I could put several cases of kippers in my food storage and know that they would still be good to eat, say in, oh, maybe 50 years.

Enjoy!

Bears Butt

June 15, 2012

Written on June 15th, 2012 , Uncategorized
By: Bears Butt

June 14 is National Pop Goes the Weasel day!  What a fun day it will be too.  I had to look up the meaning of the rhyme and this is what I found.

It had to do with old England, (lots of stuff began in old England) and of course over time, things and their meanings change.  Today we think of Pop goes the weasel and we think of a skipping song where we all hold hands and dance around a mulberry bush and sing.  Versions of this have us falling backwards at the words, Pop goes the weasel and we all fall down.

Well, here is the real story:

Back in old England there were small towns all over the country and most of the inhabitants of the towns were, well nearly all relatives of each other.  Sort of like going camping in large groups, we look around and find that each of us tend to camp near our closest family.  Well Old England was much the same.  These villages had folks that all knew who was doing what and when and with whom.  Now introduce a stranger….OOOOOO….that person must be dealt with immediately, as they can not be up to any good.  Distrusted and evil for sure.  And so, in order not to let the stranger in on any conversations of theirs they made up words that meant other things.  One of those words was “weasel”, which meant “coat or jacket”.

I say there old bloke, fine weasel you have on!  Why Thank You my good man, what’s its pop?

What’s its pop?  That meant, what is it worth?  What will you give me for it?

As we all know about Old England, well current England for that matter, as some traditions never change!  I’ll drink to that!  There are pubs all over the place and each pub has it’s unique name.  One of the more famous pubs is called the “Eagle”.  I have not been in the place, but wish I had.  Well, folks didn’t have a whole lot of money, sort of like today, but they liked to visit the pub for a drink or two of ale with their buddies and they did it often enough to make sure the pub stayed in business.

They would work hard all day and all week and every night after work would hit the pub and spend their money.  Come Monday, the beginning of the new week, they didn’t have enough money to see themselves until the next payday on Friday, so into the pawn shop they would go and pawn their coats (thus Pop goes the Weasel).  After payday, they would stop off at the pawn shop and pick up their coat.  They had to have it to go to church on Sunday, after all it was their “sunday best” attire and they were proud of having such a fine weasel.

There are many versions of the song Pop Goes the Weasel, but one goes like this:

Up and down the streets of town, in and out of the Eagle

Pretty soon the money is gone

Pop goes the weasel!

——————

Do you get it?  Wandering up and down the streets with money in their pocket and of course their main reason for walking the street was to go to the pub, so in they went.  Well….you know.

So, over time, an American version was made up, after all no body erected a pub or bar or saloon and called it the Eagle.  But the kids still liked the tune and to dance around they had to have a song.

All around the mulberry bush

The monkey chased the weasel

The monkey stopped to tie his shoe

Pop goes the weasel!

—————-

Let’s analyze this one:  First off there is no such thing as a mulberry bush.  Mulberry tree yes, bush no.  So someone really was thinking outside the box for that one.  Secondly, how in the world did a monkey get into the mix in America?  Maybe in Africa but not here, so again someone was thinking outside the box big time.  Third, monkeys don’t wear shoes so why in the heck would it have to re-tye the shoe lace?  WAYYY outside the box.  These folks must have been drinking.  Eagle?  Eagle?   And finally fourth, did the weasel run into the back end of the monkey while it was bent over tying it’s shoe?  That’s my take on it and so Pop goes the weasel!  And the monkey is doing head over heels rolling away from the so called mulberry bush.

Well it’s all meant in fun anyway, so enjoy the day!

Bears Butt

June 14, 2012

Written on June 14th, 2012 , Uncategorized
By: Bears Butt

Today is Kitchen Klutches Day in America and it reminds me of a story of when I was working for the USDA.

A lady bought some raspberries from me and was going to put them up.  (Putting them up means, cook them and put them in bottles for storage).

She had the whole kitchen to herself in the evening after supper and she was working very hard at getting it all done before bedtime.

She had a pressure cooker going and she stepped out of the kitchen for just a second to get some bottles, when KAPOWWIE!!!  The lid of the pressure cooker blew off and all of the contents in the pot flew all around the kitchen!

She was very lucky not to have been in there because she would have been badly burned and maybe even worse.

She heard the explosion and came running back into the kitchen to find it a total dripping sticky mess.  Raspberries were dripping from the ceiling, running down the walls and all over everything!  YUK!

Well, she came to work at her usual time that next morning and told me all about it and how she and her daughter cleaned and cleaned until it was time for her to get ready for work.  She got no sleep that night.

I felt really bad for her and I didn’t have any raspberries to pick to give her more.  She had gotten the last of the picking for that season.

So, I hope none of you have an experience like that.  Enjoy your kitchen klutziness today!  This day is for you!

Bears Butt

June 13, 2012

Written on June 13th, 2012 , Uncategorized
By: Bears Butt

This information has just been released.  Everyone who camps needs to know these rules, I would not want any of my friends getting a citation for violating this and for sure I would not want ANYONE accidentally starting a fire.

INTERAGENCY NEWS RELEASE

Bureau of Indian Affairs, Bureau of Land Management, National Park Service, Utah DNR-Division of Forestry, US Forest Service, US Fish & Wildlife Service

News Release
For Immediate Release
June 12, 2012
Contacts:
Bureau of Land Management, Heather O’Hanlon, 801-367-2897
US Forest Service, Kathy Jo Pollock, 801-558-8016
State of Utah DNR/Forestry, Jason Curry, 801-703-0225
Follow us on Twitter @UtahWildfire

Salt Lake City, June 14 — Current and forecasted weather conditions coupled with extremely dry conditions and heavy loading of vegetation throughout the State of Utah have created hazardous fire conditions. As a result, all state and federal lands, and all unincorporated private lands, will be under fire restrictions beginning 12:01 a.m. on June 14th, 2012. The restrictions will be in place until the fire hazard subsides.

Fire managers from the Utah Division of Forestry, Fire and State Lands, Bureau of Land Management, Forest Service, National Park Service, Bureau of Indian Affairs and the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service came to the mutual decision on Wednesday.

Each agency has specific restriction orders that may contain different stipulations, but all the orders have in common a prohibition of the following acts:

  1. Setting, building, maintaining, attending or using open fires of any kind, except campfires built within the facilities provided for them in improved campgrounds, picnic areas or permanently improved places of habitation.
  2. Smoking, except within an enclosed vehicle or building, a developed recreation site or while stopped in an area at least three feet in diameter that is barren or cleared to mineral soil.
  3. Discharging, or using any kind of fireworks, tracer ammunition or other pyrotechnic devices.

These restrictions do not apply to lands within incorporated towns and cities; however, each municipality may have similar or more restrictive ordinances. Questions about specific areas should be directed to local authorities.

For more information on the restrictions, please visit http://www.utahfireinfo.gov

Written on June 13th, 2012 , Uncategorized
By: Bears Butt

Last evening we celebrated Conners birthday number 11!  Congrats to Conner!  Let’s go fishin!  But wait, he has to go shopping for his birthday gifts!  Fishing will have to wait.

Speaking of waiting.  After the party, the humming birds came out in full force to get a nightly drink before retiring and so, with one of the guests having never had a humming bird land on her finger we decided that would be a good thing to try and let happen.

Here is the scene.  Three fingers placed near the feeder.

Everyone has to hold as still as they can.  No quick moves, no heavy breathing.  Sort of like turkey hunting.

Each of the contestants did their part and soon the birds were flying all around.  At one point I counted 8 birds in the vicinity.

And so we wait.  Birds came and went and some came very close to landing but in the time I had to photograph the scene only one did finally land.

This was a near landing.  And the ladies finger is the one who had never had one land before.  It took a seasoned vet to get a bird to finally perch while eating.  Even with wings still flapping you can clearly see “The Eagle Had Landed”!

When I was growing up we had very few humming birds around.  At least I did not see many and I’m not sure why.  My oldest brother in law actually told us kids that humming birds didn’t have feet.  We have proof they actually do have feet!

Give it a try sometime and try not to hurt the delicate little birds.  Get yourself a feeder sort of like the one in the picture.  Mix sugar water up at a ratio of 1 cup of sugar to 3 cups of water.  Heat the mixture to make sure the sugar dissolves totally in the water.  Add a couple drops of red food coloring and after the mix is cooled, put it in the feeder and hang it outside.  It doesn’t take them long to locate the feeder and when they do, make sure you have extra juice for them to eat as they will drain the feeder in just a couple of days.

Enjoy!

Bears Butt

June 11, 2012

Written on June 11th, 2012 , Uncategorized
By: Bears Butt

The following is coming from a very good source but I have NO evidence of it being real, made up or totally fabricated beyond the real.  Take if for what it is worth.  As for me, I believe:

 

Where did  piss poor come from ?
We older people need to learn something new every day…
Just to keep the grey matter tuned up.
Where did “Piss Poor” come from?
Interesting History.
They used to use urine to tan animal skins, so families used to all pee in a pot.
And then once it was full it was taken and sold to the tannery…
if you had to do this to survive you were “Piss Poor”.
But worse than that were the really poor folk who couldn’t even afford to buy a pot…
They “didn’t have a pot to piss in” and were the lowest of the low.
The next time you are washing your hands and complain because the water temperature
Isn’t just how you like it, think about how things used to be.
Here are some facts about the 1500’s
Most people got married in June because they took their yearly bath in May,
And they still smelled pretty good by June. However, since they were starting to smell,
Brides carried a bouquet of flowers to hide the body odor.
Hence the custom today of carrying a bouquet when getting married.
Baths consisted of a big tub filled with hot water.
The man of the house had the privilege of the nice clean water,
Then all the other sons and men, then the women and finally the children.
Last of all the babies.
By then the water was so dirty you could actually lose someone in it.
Hence the saying, “Don’t throw the baby out with the Bath water!”
Houses had thatched roofs-thick straw-piled high, with no wood underneath.
It was the only place for animals to get warm, so all the cats and other small animals
(mice, bugs) lived in the roof.
When it rained it became slippery and sometimes the animals would slip and fall off the roof.
Hence the saying, “It’s raining cats and dogs.”
There was nothing to stop things from falling into the house.
This posed a real problem in the bedroom where bugs and other droppings
Could mess up your nice clean bed.
Hence, a bed with big posts and a sheet hung over the top afforded some protection.
That’s how canopy beds came into existence.
The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other than dirt.
Hence the saying, “Dirt poor.” The wealthy had slate floors that would get slippery
In the winter when wet, so they spread thresh (straw) on the floor to help keep their footing.
As the winter wore on, they added more thresh until, when you opened the door,
It would all start slipping outside. A piece of wood was placed in the entrance-way.
Hence: a thresh hold.
(Getting quite an education, aren’t  you?)
In those old days, they cooked in the kitchen with a big kettle that always hung over the fire.
Every day they lit the fire and added things to the pot. They ate mostly vegetables
And did not get much meat.  They would eat the stew for dinner, leaving leftovers
In the pot to get cold overnight and then start over the next day.
Sometimes stew had food in it that had been there for quite a while.
Hence the rhyme:
Peas porridge hot, peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old.
Sometimes they could obtain pork, which made them feel quite special.
When visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to show off.
It was a sign of wealth that a man could, “bring home the bacon.”
They would cut off a little to share with guests
And would all sit around and chew the fat.
Those with money had plates made of pewter.
Food with high acid content caused some of the lead to leach onto the food, causing lead poisoning death.
This happened most often with tomatoes,
so for the next 400 years or so, tomatoes were considered poisonous.
Bread was divided according to status.
Workers got the burnt bottom of the loaf, the family got the middle,
and guests got the top, or the upper crust.
Lead cups were used to drink ale or whisky.
The combination would sometimes knock the imbibers out for a couple of days.
Someone walking along the road would take them for dead and prepare them for burial.
They were laid out on the kitchen table for a couple of days and the family would gather around
and eat and drink and wait and see if they would wake up.
Hence the custom; of holding a wake.
England   is old and small and the local folks started running out of places to bury people.
So they would dig up coffins and would take the bones to a bone-house, and reuse the grave..
When reopening these coffins, 1 out of 25 coffins were found to have scratch marks on the inside and they realized they had been burying people alive.
So they would tie a string on the wrist of the corpse, lead it through the coffin and up through the ground and tie it to a bell.
Someone would have to sit out in the graveyard all night (the graveyard shift) to listen for the bell;  thus, someone could be,
saved by the bell or was “considered a dead ringer.
And that’s the truth.
Now, whoever said History was boring!!!
So get out there and educate someone! ~~~
Share these facts with a friend.
Inside every older person is a younger person wondering,
‘What the heck happened?’
We’ll be friends until we are old and senile.
Then we’ll be new friends.
Smile, it gives your face something to do!
Soon we’ll all be Piss Poor
I guess I’m as piss poor judge, but this all seems real to me.  Don’t fart in a dark corner, there might be someone close by with a match!
Bears Butt
June 10, 2012
Written on June 10th, 2012 , Uncategorized

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