HYSTERICAL!!

The police arrested a bank robbery suspect. Watch what happens to the hold up note.



The expressions on the suspects face are priceless.

My Piggy is Awesome!

Here is a video of me playing with my completely spoiled rotten piglet!



This little pig is just amazing. He's a very social animal. Every time a goat or chicken or cat gets close to his pen he runs up and starts talking to it. A week ago he would run hide every time I went to feed him. Now, he runs right up to me and wants his first bite out of my hand. Not only that....but I found his special spot...right under his front right (hoof?...paw??...arm?) I've spoiled him so rotten that he will lay down for a belly rub with his head in his food bowl and eat and get scratched at the same time, as you will see near the end of the video.

He is absolutely precious!

Every single day this little animal becomes more fascinating! I have never owned a pig. My Uncle Shelton used to raise them to eat when I was a kid. I clearly remember two giant pigs that I helped raise from babies. Every day at feeding time I would go with Unc to feed them and they would roll over and want their bellies scratched with a stick. One day they were gone and a few weeks later the news that they were now the breakfast on my plate was given to me in a less than considerate manner. That's devastating to a kid...the first time they find out where meat comes from. It was devastating to me anyway. Word of advice...DON'T DO THAT TO YOUR KIDS!

Shit that's HILARIOUS!

According to AL.com a Mobile, ALTwitter fed billboard BACKFIRES after the pictures of three local news personalities appear next to the following Twitter feed

Snuffleupagus

That is the name we decided on for our little porcine friend.

I absolutely love this pig! He is the coolest critter I have ever had the pleasure of owning. He wasn't handled at all before I got him so I have been spending lots of time with him every day. A few days ago I chased him down and picked him up. He proceeded to bite the shit out of me. I promptly put him back down. He bites a lot harder than you'd think.

So, I decided to look up the best way to tame them and of course it was food. Dog food to be exact. I tried it out a few days ago and he loved it. He is so damn cute. I made him a little Hansel and Gretel trail and every time he would find a piece he'd give this happy little victorious grunt. My sides hurt from laughing so hard.

Yesterday I actually got him to eat out of my hand and let me scratch him. He loved the scratching. He got so comfortable with me that he laid down on his side and wanted me to rub his tummy. He would push his little head into my hand when I found a particularly happy spot.

And, despite what people think, pigs are very clean animals who are also very intelligent. This little guy, I noticed yesterday, will back his rump up to the holes in the chain link fence and make his turds fall outside the pen. Amazing!

He is indeed a very cool critter and I am glad I got him. He is going to make a great addition to the Nall family farm.

Happy Thanksgiving Everyone!

I hope you all have a wonderful day filled with the love of family, friends, and spectacular food. My crew will be heading to my moms in a few hours with our batches of cranberry congealed salad and deviled farm fresh eggs. My sister is bringing the turkey and mom is providing the rest of the fixins! A large, satisfying nap will ensue.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING Y'ALL!!!

ENOUGH!!!

During my daily newspaper scan this morning I came across the following stories.

130 Alabama High Schools Score Poorly on Reading, Stumble on Bedrock of Education

Kelan Staffney reads a passage to his class from a nonfiction story cho­sen by his teacher. The two-paragraph excerpt is riddled with words such as "indigent," "manifest," "meditation" and "abyss" -- words as elusive to grasp as a butterfly to Kelan until his teacher pronounces them for him.

Kelan, a ninth-grader at Montevallo High School, will turn 15 this month. He's been to various schools and got­ten himself kicked out of some, and his attendance rate at Montevallo is less than stellar.

He used behavior problems to cover up a secret, he says. A secret so shameful he shouldn't have made it to ninth grade, says his mother.

Kelan reads on a third-grade level.

A Birmingham News analysis of the 2008-09 Ala­bama High School Gradua­tion Exam shows that 130 public high schools either failed reading or were clas­sified as "borderline" fail­ing, based on 11th-graders' performance on the Ala­bama High School Gradua­tion Exam.

So, our kids can't read. And then I saw this one...

Tuscaloosa Deputies find 255 pounds of marijuana during traffic stop

Arek and his handler, Deputy Marcus Bell, were called to the Fosters area of I-20/59 northbound at about 10 p.m. after Sgt. Jeremy Franks and Deputy Daniel Morales stopped a white Dodge van for what the sheriff described as a “routine traffic violation.”

Once there, Arek alerted deputies to the back of the van. Inside, the authorities discovered 11 bundles of suspected marijuana in two large, black duffel bags, Sexton said.

Sexton said the destination of the driver was still under investigation. Daniel Liceaga, 27, of Prospect Heights, Ill., was taken into custody.

He faces one count of first-degree trafficking marijuana and remained in the Tuscaloosa County Jail on Tuesday on $1 million bail.

And that got me thinking again about how out of line our priorities are in Alabama. See, according to the Birmingham News in 2007 Alabama ranked 41st, spending $9,509 per pupil, according to the U.S. Census Bureau. Yet, we spend over $13,000 a year to lock up a person for possessing, using, growing or selling a plant. We spend more money per person fighting this stupid, unwinnable drug war than we do to educate our children.

Guess what happens to children who don't get a good education? They wind up in poverty and make up a large portion of the people who later become prisoners.

If we legalized and taxed marijuana in Alabama we could give each of those 130 schools who are failing reading a minimum of $1 million dollars. I know this because a few months ago I crunched the numbers to see what Alabama could rake in if we took that simple, no-brainer step. Here is the formula that I used. We'd also save an estimated $117 million if we stopped warehousing drug offenders in our dilapidated, dangerously overcrowded and inhumane prison system.

Why do we keep allowing our elected officials to so vigorously pursue failed drug war policies at the expense of our childrens future? At the expense of public safety? Our prisoner to guard ratio is 200:1. There could be a prison break at any time. It can and will only get worse if we continue down this destructive path.

It's time for Alabama citizens who are tired of this nonsense to stand up and demand that the right thing be done. It doesn't matter if you love drugs, hate drugs, or don't care about drugs at all, you have to realize that what we are doing is NOT WORKING and WE have to CHANGE IT.

If you are interested in working with me during the upcoming legislative session to educate our elected officials about the real consequences of the failed war on drugs then please get in touch with me via email at lorettanall@gmail.com

A new farm baby

Just got him yesterday from a friend up the road. Haven't named him yet. He is so dang cute! Not very tame though as he hasn't been handled much so I have my work cut out for me. He hates to be picked up....squeals like you are killing him...and he is loud to be such a little fella. We put him in with the chickens for the night. He rooted around under their hay....looked like a mole.

Any readers out there have a pot bellied pig? Got any tips for me?

Ouch!

I was in New Mexico for most of last week for the Drug Policy Alliance conference. I wish I had a lot to report but unfortunately I contracted the flu, got sick on the plane ride out, and spent about 80% of the conference confined to my hotel room in an attempt not to make anyone else sick. I was able to get out on the last day and see my friends and co-reformers. To all of you who were looking for me and asking about me THANK YOU! I love you and am sorry I missed you in New Mexico.

Yesterday I returned home. I felt bad and did not want to fly but had no choice in the matter. I certainly didn't feel like driving for three days either. So, I got on the plane. I usually have bad problems with my ears hurting when I land. They refuse to change in pressure. Had no problems landing in Denver, since Denver is at a very high altitude. Had no problems taking off from there or landing in St. Louis. However, when landing in St. Louis I noticed that my right ear was not changing in pressure like the left one. I thought that might be a problem...but I really had no idea how much of a problem it would be. As we were taking off from St. Louis my right eardrum ruptured completely. I mean there was blood and fluid and whatever else is inside an ear. It was slow torture. I could feel it swelling and when it popped I screamed and scared half the folks on the plane. Talk about painful! I just got back from the doctor who said it was really bad and that I might need surgery.

JOY!

I feel like I've been eat by a bear and shit off a cliff.