I am looking out the window of my redneck farm getaway and something has kind of hit me. I hate this time of year for one thing and one thing only. My allergies are going to be kicking me in the nuts hardcore. I have seen more corn go down than Orville Redenbacher has ever seen. There is a haze of dust that is choking the hell out of me. I have seen so much John Deere stuff that it’s kind of making me have a curdling in my stomach. I do know one thing though. I am glad I don’t have a girl with me right now. She would think all these other guys tractors are sexy.