I am My Own Wave of Mutilation

I spent some time on the tractor today, getting the feel for the equipment that I will need to used to gather up some manure (aka cow pie, cow s$%t, s$%t, etc...).

While not a city slicker, I do not use tractors that often and need time to get proficient with equipment I have not used before.

While in the process of dodging trees, ditches, fences, building, other farm implements and cows themselves, one song chorus rang through my head.

"Wave of Mutilation" sang true as I plowed (figuratively, I wasn't actually plowing... yet) through the lightly wooded back pasture trying to scrape up dung.

FYI: No cows were harmed during the production of this post.

Cease to resist, giving my goodbye
Drive my car into the ocean
Youll think Im dead, but I sail away
On a wave of mutilation
A wave
Wave

Ive kissed mermaids, rode the el nino
Walked the sand with the crustaceans
Could find my way to mariana
On a wave of mutilation,
Wave of mutilation
Wave of mutilation
Wave

Wave of mutilation
Wave

Song: Wave Of Mutilation
Artist: Pixies
Album: Doolittle
Year: 1989