
In other words, “How the Hell did THIS happen?
[Found here.]
“Every cow who gives good service deserves a tip.”
– Bunk Strutts 2015
A 2005 study led by Margo Lillie, a zoologist at the University of British Columbia, concluded that tipping a cow would require an exertion of 2,910 newtons (654.2 lbf) of force, and is therefore impossible to accomplish by a single person. Her calculations found that it would take at least two people to apply enough force to push over a cow if the cow did not react and reorient its footing. If the cow did react, it would take at least four people to push it over. Lillie noted that cattle are well aware of their surroundings and are very difficult to surprise, due to excellent senses of both smell and hearing, but that according to laws of static physics, “two people might be able to tip a cow” if the cow were “tipped quickly—the cow’s centre of mass would have to be pushed over its hoof before the cow could react”. The Lillie Study has been replicated by other researchers, who confirmed that at least two to four people can, in fact, push over a cow.
Money quote: The Lillie Study has been replicated by other researchers, who confirmed that at least two to four people can, in fact, push over a cow.
I’m no rocket surgeon, but adolescence and alcohol are usually associated with stories of cow-tipping, and I imagine that Ms. Lillie and the other researchers who replicated the study had a blast that night.
[Explanatory graphic found here, study description from here, and trippytippy cows are here.]
In 1621, the Plymouth colonists and Wampanoag Indians shared an autumn harvest feast that is acknowledged today as one of the first Thanksgiving celebrations in the colonies. For more than two centuries, days of thanksgiving were celebrated by individual colonies and states. It wasn’t until 1863, in the midst of the Civil War, that President Abraham Lincoln proclaimed a national Thanksgiving Day to be held each November.
There were several observations of Thanksgiving. Those who observed them thanked Providence that they survived the previous year and reaped a bounty crop large enough to hold them through the coming Winter – with some to share.
May we remember and revere the true purpose and intent of Thanksgiving.
[Image and quote from here.]
[Found here.]
Took me about 30 minutes. Looks nice and menacing, ya?
Trouble is, there’s this thing called “scale” that kinda ruined it all.

I’ve done better, but given that we only had about five groups of sugarboogers, the amount of time and effort was not squandered.
It also looks like our neighbors’ kikmi dog (that barks all night, until I nail it with a bucket of ice water and the yappy dog’s owner gets pissed at me). The dog’s owner looks just like her dog, too.
Okay, so the folks at the office scheduled a Halloween potluck and I told the Missus. Without hesitation, she said, “Do you want a Spooky Eye Cheese Ball?”
Well, there’s a big DUH.

Ms. Strutts’ Spooky Eye Cheese Ball
Note: This is a double recipe, serves a small village.
Ingredients:
(2) 8 oz. bricks of Philadelphia Cream Cheese.
(1) cup grated pepper jack cheese.
(1) cup grated sharp cheddar cheese.
(3) oz chopped dry salami.
(1) bunch green onions, diced. Save green ends.
(2) tsp. Worcestershire sauce, more or less to taste.
Preparation:
Mush ingredients into room temperature cream cheese in a glass bowl.
Refrigerate it overnight.
Dump it face down onto a serving plate.
Provide crackers and spread knife.
Optional *ahem* Decoration:
Sliced black olives for “pupil.”
Sliced pimentos for “veins.”
Sliced green onion ends for “eyelashes.”
It looks real stupid but that’s part of the fun.
Hell, it’s a Spooky Eye Cheese Ball, for God’s sake.
Bonus: Wait until all or most of your guests have sampled it, then tell them that you mixed it with your toes.)
Refrigerate leftovers.
BTW, you can’t copyright recipes.
© 2015 Bunk Strutts
[Found here.]