I was going to post something truly hilarious about wandering around downtown and meeting a drug-addled male prostitute last night, but apparently the April Fool’s is on me and I didn’t get around to it.
I’ve only gotten up to peas and carrots and my garden is half full already. That’s not a good sign. I have no idea where I’m going to put all these damn tomatoes. Maybe I should start my own CSA… Quick, everyone send me $400! No guarantee on crop yields, of course. It already doesn’t look good for the broccoli. The stuff I transplanted went down in flames and the seeds I used as a stop gap measure are nowhere to be seen. Look for a shit-ton of collards in about 8 weeks though.
I saw Horton Hears a Who this weekend in the company of Foxy’s niece and nephew/ They behaved splendidly. The 2.5 year old niece broke into song at one point during the movie, completely unrelated to when Horton broke into song, but after about 30 seconds she finished her song and continued to stare at the pretty pictures. The drawback I saw with them not watching much TV at all is that they don’t know how to process TV or movies. The 5 year old, normally very intuitive and sensitive, couldn’t tell us anything about what happened during the movie, even though he sat in rapt attention for the whole thing. All kids don’t do that. Kids who watch TV all the time do get zombiefied on occasion, but not every time they see a moving image. It was slightly unsettling, like maybe TV has to be inoculated against.
Also, I gave in and am hiring someone to finish the electrical. D’oh and I both feel a little out of our league. Also I am tired of waiting for the damn bathroom to be done so I can take a shower in something bigger than a breadbox. It remains to be seen whether I hire a plumber. I guess it depends on whether I can manage to chop up two apple trees by myself. Aaaugh!
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