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That and find a way to harness the methane gas cows emit and you'll pretty much solve the energy problem once and for all.
Posted by: Lairbo | April 21, 2010 at 01:33 PM
Oddly, I thought of exercise outfit sales when I sent this in.
Posted by: ShadowKatmandu | April 21, 2010 at 01:36 PM
But it would put all those hamsters out of work.
Posted by: Horace LaBadie | April 21, 2010 at 01:54 PM
Those cattle need Shirt Garters.
Posted by: wiredog | April 21, 2010 at 01:54 PM
Hmmm. The bot just asked me to type in "porny 7s" which is, I am sure, something really filthy.
Judi should smack it, hard, for that.
Posted by: wiredog | April 21, 2010 at 01:55 PM
Cows on Treadmills WBAGNFARB
Posted by: Ross | April 21, 2010 at 02:41 PM
Remooable energy.
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | April 21, 2010 at 02:54 PM
Moomoos in tutus.
Posted by: bonmot | April 21, 2010 at 03:52 PM
Forget the cute little exercise outfits. How about 1.3 billion treadmills? NordicTrack stock is going to go through the roof!
Posted by: Ernie G | April 21, 2010 at 04:24 PM
" Scottie, I need more power. "
Posted by: Clankie | April 21, 2010 at 04:40 PM
I have a cow pasture across the road from my house and I think I would prefer to just see them graze like they do now. I love it when they moo at me at the mailbox. I need to get out more.
Posted by: nursecindy | April 21, 2010 at 05:02 PM
I love to see cows out in their pastures, doing cow things. Once, when we were up in the wine country, we stopped for the intrepid photographer, Mr. Telecom, to take some shots of bison and long horns. I was outside, watching this huge bull - he started lowing really loudly at me, and then, way up on a hill across from us, another bull started lowing, equally loudly. This is not flattering at all, but Mr. Telecom remarked that he thought I might be in the middle of a bidding war between these two bulls for my affections.
Yes, Mr. Telecom went to sleep with one eye open.
Posted by: telecomdropout | April 21, 2010 at 05:10 PM
telecom, sometimes bulls can be real pigs.
Posted by: nursecindy | April 21, 2010 at 07:22 PM
A Mennonite bakery once asked me to find them a non-electric dough mixer. I pointed out that dough was heavy and thick. No worker using a hand-crank was going to last long.
Never underestimate Mennonites. The next time I inspected the bakery, there was a one-horsepower (literally) treadmill operation running that mixer. The horse, a Belgian, was more than able to walk the wooden-plank treadmill. A power takeoff run by a belt lead into the building.
Their sorghum mills were always three to five horsepower operations. People visited all during the season to see this nineteenth century operation and get some good sorghum.
Posted by: Steve | April 21, 2010 at 08:44 PM
But the reduction in hamburger output makes it a zero sum game.
Posted by: Christobol | April 21, 2010 at 11:06 PM
Think of all that thick, marbled Porterhouse steaks that will go to waste with all those thin, trim metrocows out there.
Posted by: Loudmouth | April 22, 2010 at 07:06 AM
You can make some pretty good home made ale with sorghum.
Posted by: ken in sc | April 22, 2010 at 09:26 PM
PS I would have said Beer, except beer has to be made with barley malt. Ale can be made with almost anything.
Posted by: ken in sc | April 22, 2010 at 09:28 PM