Thursday, October 23, 2008

Old Pictures Of My Aunts














Please don't kill me
Crazy Cowboy

Sunday, October 19, 2008

Corn, Beans, Corn, and more Corn!

Combining corn

That's me loading a truck on the roadHave to goof off a little in your free time
Unloading beans from the combine

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

The Heaviest Element Know to Science

I Heard this last night on The Dave Ramsey Show and then found it on his website www.daveramsey.com
It's pretty awesome

Lawrence Livermore Laboratories has discovered the heaviest element yet known to science.

The new element, Governmentium (Gv), has one neutron, 25 assistant neutrons, 88 deputy neutrons, and 198 assistant deputy neutrons, giving it an atomic mass of 312.

These 312 particles are held together by forces called morons, which are surrounded by vast quantities of lepton-like particles called peons.

Since Governmentium has no electrons, it is inert; however, it can be detected, because it impedes every reaction with which it comes into contact. A tiny amount of Governmentium can cause a reaction that would normally take less than a second, to take from 4 days to 4 years to complete.

Governmentium has a normal half-life of 2- 6 years. It does not decay, but instead undergoes a reorganization in which a portion of the assistant neutrons and deputy neutrons exchange places.

In fact, Governmentium's mass will actually increase over time, since each reorganization will cause more morons to become neutrons, forming isodopes.

This characteristic of morons promotion leads some scientists to believe that Governmentium is formed whenever morons reach a critical concentration. This hypothetical quantity is referred to as critical morass.

When catalysed with money, Governmentium becomes Administratium, an element that radiates just as much energy as Governmentium since it has half as many peons but twice as many morons.

Is that funny or what
Big Brenneman

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Fun Stuff

My writing teacher is now making me write essays on my blog about random words, current events, and topics. This should be interesting, bear with me.

BIGBRENNEMAN

Monday, September 15, 2008

Duwa's Auction

The big auction in our neck of the woods happened last Friday. Duwa's Auction is the biggest spring and fall consignment auction in this area. A lot of the items have been there a time or two before. Most of it is junk, rusty, beat up, rebuilt (the second time), overhauled and maybe usable if you would put a little time into it.

Now for what I bought down there: I found a later model John Deere 60. I have been looking for one of these for about 2 or 3 years but haven't found one in decent shape at a decent price. Friday I did and now it's parked in my driveway waiting to go to Grandpa's for a tune up. Then it will set with an auger on it this fall during harvest. Over the winter it will get a full restoration and also be a 4-H project.

I also Picked up a few bikes and a weight bench (Mom was thrilled since I still need to get rid of the other one).

Brock came home with some chicken cages and a few other nick-knacks. Bridgette was very happy when we came home with a goat milking stand that we bought for $5.

It was wet, cold, slow and all around just a miserable day of junk selling. On the bright side I have my first tractor. I'm ready for it to quit raining and dry out so we can harvest. Then I can hook my tractor up and hear it run.


Later,
Big Brenneman

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Knife Wounds

Due to a request by my aunt (sorry I only have one favorite aunt now because i never see the rest of them but if I do end up in the middle of the ocean because of you you will be back to #2) i will tell a the best knife story I have.

This happened a few summers back while I was making a spear or something like that. I had a very sharp knife and was cutting all the little branches of of this stick. The knife was sharper than i thought and cut though the branch and slashed my wrist. Not a good thing to do. I was kinda freeking out because I had not had a cut that bad or bleeding that much before. I ran inside and showed mom and she started freeking out too. we called grandpa because mom was the only adult at home, and someone needed to take me the the E.R. to get stiches. luckly Grandpa was at home and came up and took me to the E.R. to get my stiches. When we got there everyone kept asking me how I cut myslef. After a while I realised that they thought I was trying to commit suicide. Finaly i got stiched up and came home with five stiches and a cool scar.

Was that a good enough story almost #2 aunt,
Big Brenneman

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

I'm Still Alive

Hi everybody who has asked me to post again, I've been a little busy the last few weeks. Since the last post I have bought a big red cow, gone to an Iowa football game and worked at home. We also took a little vacation to a water park.

Not much else is goin' on around here. I have a new job as a gardener for the single neighbor lady (she's pretty good looking and is also looking for a man in her life).

The weather has been very moody, 80 one day and 60 the next, rainy then sunny, kinda like a box of chocolates, you never know what 'ur gonna get.

hmm what else,
(me) STINKY,
(stinks) What.
(me) Have I done anything exciting the last couple weeks.
(stinks) No your boring.

I'm not wrestling this year because I want to show cattle.

I guess thats it. I'm taking ideas for post topics if anybody wants to know anything about being the oldest of nine ask.
BIG BRENNEMAN

Thursday, August 28, 2008

I Hate Chickens

Hate 'em, absolutely hate there guts out. I hate them so much i slit 45 of there throats this morning.
Unfortunately it wasn't because I wanted to. Today was butcher day, after we had three inches of rain last night and this morning. In fact we had to loud up the chickens in the pouring rain. This was all after we lost our power and had to bring the cows off of pasture so they wouldn't go through the non working electric fence. Starting at eight we were at a friends house butchering chickens with his equipment which makes the unplesent job more bearable. We were finished by eleven and came home where the power was back on and have been spending the rest of the day working inside with Mom.
Why Brock loves chickens so much I will never understand, I also have never understood why I have to help butcher them.
Oh well I survived but I still would take the meanest cow in the world over a chicken any day.
Enjoying the cloudy, rainy, crummy unpredictable Iowa weather, Brandt

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Peeping Tom

Lately we learned that there is some creepy guy running around our neighborhood watching through windows and randomly walking in people houses late at night. After we learned about this Dad, being the paranoid guy that he is, locked all the doors and windows. Being from rural Iowa, we don't normally keep things locked. Good thing he did because at about 10:30 the dinner bell rang. This was odd because there was no wind and the chain was hooked on a nail. Dad, Brock, and I went out on the deck and kind of looked around but didn't see any thing.
The next morning I kind of forgot about it and went out to feed my calves, when I came back in everybody was freaking out all trying to tell me the same thing at once. I finally put together what they were saying and it turns out that they had found an area by the deck where someone had been walking around. It appeared they had tried to open a window, we knew this because our basement windows are very dirty and there were streaks in the dirt on the window and part of a fingerprint.
They had called Dad and he came home form work, looked around and the decided to call the sheriff. He then went back to work and I hauled poop.
The sheriff came out around noon to look around take pics and lift the finger print.
Needless to say we have been taking extra precautions at night.
I'll keep y'all posted on any new developments, nothing happened last night.
Till I Write again,Brandt

Monday, August 25, 2008

This Morning

So this morning I was peacefully asleep in bed at 6 when all of a sudden Brock starts yelling at me. This was rather unusual because Brock always sleeps in at least 15 minets after I get up. So I wake up to hear Brock yelling and Brian puking. Fun right! Brock grabbed a trash can and I grabbed paper towels got the mess cleaned up.
At this point there was no point in going back to bed so came downstairs and made coffee watched the news and started our day.
To bad my day didn't get much better I have been hauling manure the rest of the morning. Well i gotta go so thats it for this post. Gotta take the hay mower to riverside.
L8er Big Brenneman

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Here we go

I am starting a blog because it seems like everyone has one these days, including my sisters. Being the guy that I am I couldn't let them have one up on me so here we are. I'm just gonna write about the crazy life I have being the oldest of nine children. Well thats all for now.
Brandt