Who knows what night is is around here with respect to blog updates... The super Robertson entity is like a random glob moving in various directions. Be able to laugh at yourself: that's my advise... if you want another hot tip I can give you "don't spend money you don't have". I got that one from a 3 minute commercial from a radio in a bar, but i distilled it for you... the add was kind of strange... some dude with an annoying clear voice going over various ways in which you can go into obvious financial ruin. It was strange for sure, you see i set out to try to see the third period of game 2 of the Stanley cup finals... not an easy thing to do in this town... there was a playoff basketball game that some people seemed pretty concerned with... but i did end up finding a TV that was in a room with blasting rock music and full of dirty tables, but the god damn hockey game was on. No sound just loud radio... At one point, i believe a Nickleback song was blasting... something about "everybody wants to be a rock star", and Pierre McGuire was talking, and for the first time in my life i found myself longing to hear what he had to say. Write that one down.
Earlier, our family did eat a full hearty Victory salad... the one i planted in the garden back when i was trying to put spirit omen energy into the biosphere for the Canucks to come up big, but clearly my calibrations were off a bit and the energy went to Vancouver's formidable opponent the LA Kings, who just went up 2-0 in the finals. I tell you one thing, watching hockey in Portland is almost harder than keeping a peanut fed squirrel out of a peaceful garden.
OK let's talk garden, since this is a gardening blog, or a Man Gardening blog for that matter... remember good living philosophies and Hockey and omens for that matter are all part of Man living well.
What do we have in this photo: It is a stake i made from a stick to hold a plant line for a row of beets... and it is sprouting!
You see a tree branch had fallen in the front and i needed stakes for plant lines so i snapped off that and stuck it in the ground. Now it is sprouting... what can we learn from that? 1) SR is very consistent with the water hose. It is really the single most factor that determines how well a garden will grow... if you can sprout a stick that you stuck in the ground to hold twine, then , well you are not bucking for the bronze in the watering competition. And the other thing... 2) I would say the power of life is strong... life finds a way to live, cause that's what it does. In some ways it's good news with respect to the massive, ill fated, short sighted, money grubbing manor in which the human population lives. Life will go on... it will just be lacking genetic diversity, and clean water, filled with pollution and random mutations.
This next photo is a good one... it's of a little girl in her pyjamas waving a hockey stick in the air shouting threats to the local squirrel population. A most excellent way to start the morning. I always make sure to tell the kids not to grab the squirrels, because they are swine bastards and will turn tail and bite you... much better to try to hit them with something firm.
At one time there were 2 Kohlrabi plants here now there are one. I believe what happens is that the brain damaged neighbour puts out the peanuts and the squirrels grab them and look for a plant to bury them by (as a marker) and then later when the squirrel wants a peanut and it's too fucking stupid to walk back to the never ending supply then it just digs up the plant and has a peanut. It can bury the peanut by the plant and keep the plant alive cause it knows it needs a marker, but yet it's such an ass hole when it wants to dig it up... perhaps that's it... may as well kill the plant so we don't think there is a peanut there. At least a crow looks and knows it is evil... these squirrels try to pretend they are all cute wining over the hearts of the mentally challenged.
It's important to remember that if we did go back to the garden, as Joni Mitchell sang about in the song Woodstock, vermin are really the big threat. sure sure, easy to forget in our new world order of oil spills and insane companies spraying the earth with toxins... that's just a money thing, when it's a food thing one has to remember everybody likes to eat. talk to a chicken farmer about a fox and see how much sympathy he has toward the cute fox.
What about snails and slugs?
Hot damn it's 1:13 am, time for our fearless leader to get out there with a head lamp and murder some invertebrates. It actually looks pretty clear out there... nothing eating the broccoli, but then that large snail i found loitering in the rocks is no longer... aloha sucker! I could probably have done a more thorough search but since we have suffered such a high concentration of squirrel plant murder from the terrorist squirrel population i have things oddly planted and since i saw no slugs or pests on any plants before i stepped on a cherry tomato plant, i figured I'd cut my losses.
This is garden with Garlic, peas, greens, roses, tomatoes, strawberries and plum tree (left to right), in the pots are more tomatoes to replace terrorist squirrel murdered plants.
We like our garden, the girls picked a salad tonight and peas will start in a few days... all i need is a red tailed hawk.
Earlier, our family did eat a full hearty Victory salad... the one i planted in the garden back when i was trying to put spirit omen energy into the biosphere for the Canucks to come up big, but clearly my calibrations were off a bit and the energy went to Vancouver's formidable opponent the LA Kings, who just went up 2-0 in the finals. I tell you one thing, watching hockey in Portland is almost harder than keeping a peanut fed squirrel out of a peaceful garden.
OK let's talk garden, since this is a gardening blog, or a Man Gardening blog for that matter... remember good living philosophies and Hockey and omens for that matter are all part of Man living well.
What do we have in this photo: It is a stake i made from a stick to hold a plant line for a row of beets... and it is sprouting!
This next photo is a good one... it's of a little girl in her pyjamas waving a hockey stick in the air shouting threats to the local squirrel population. A most excellent way to start the morning. I always make sure to tell the kids not to grab the squirrels, because they are swine bastards and will turn tail and bite you... much better to try to hit them with something firm.
At one time there were 2 Kohlrabi plants here now there are one. I believe what happens is that the brain damaged neighbour puts out the peanuts and the squirrels grab them and look for a plant to bury them by (as a marker) and then later when the squirrel wants a peanut and it's too fucking stupid to walk back to the never ending supply then it just digs up the plant and has a peanut. It can bury the peanut by the plant and keep the plant alive cause it knows it needs a marker, but yet it's such an ass hole when it wants to dig it up... perhaps that's it... may as well kill the plant so we don't think there is a peanut there. At least a crow looks and knows it is evil... these squirrels try to pretend they are all cute wining over the hearts of the mentally challenged.
What about snails and slugs?
Hot damn it's 1:13 am, time for our fearless leader to get out there with a head lamp and murder some invertebrates. It actually looks pretty clear out there... nothing eating the broccoli, but then that large snail i found loitering in the rocks is no longer... aloha sucker! I could probably have done a more thorough search but since we have suffered such a high concentration of squirrel plant murder from the terrorist squirrel population i have things oddly planted and since i saw no slugs or pests on any plants before i stepped on a cherry tomato plant, i figured I'd cut my losses.
This is garden with Garlic, peas, greens, roses, tomatoes, strawberries and plum tree (left to right), in the pots are more tomatoes to replace terrorist squirrel murdered plants.
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