|Mad Max. Still not Famous|
Let me be honest here. I've had many job titles over the years, some I've even been able to talk about publicly but semen collector will not be one of them this year.
The SVF Foundation of Rhode Island along with the University of Pennsylvania is offering classes in the collecting of Heritage Hog Semen, storage and transportation so that other heritage hog breeders can have access to the genetic material of these fine creatures. They say the class will teach the "hands on skills" needed. (Lucky Boars) Classes start next month. I was honored that they asked me to attend.
I know, I know, if anyone could do it it would be me. My thoughts exactly. But timing is everything (as I keep saying) and in the midst of all we are involved in on our farm and with raw milk issues, I had to accept the fact that traveling back to the East Coast where the classes are being offered next month, is just not feasible.
But just think about it. Our local post office already gets a big kick out of the soap I've been shipping all over the country. It makes all of us feel so special in our tiny town. Imagine the swelling pride we'd all experience if when at the post while asking the usual questions "is there anything in here that is liquid, flammable, or of a questionable nature?" I could actually say YES!
It is Mad Max Semen, if you must know, and of course it must be insured.
Well, that was my dream, but it's been crushed. Keith says we have work that must be done here, another trip out East will be too expensive, take too much time, ....etc. I think he's just trying to protect his wife's reputation and the inevitable teasing I would have to endure within our upper class social circle.
That's not so bad, is it?