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Life Lessons and Other Cerebral Gas

Sharing news, views, life lessons, literature and a good laugh at all of it. I'm what they call a city farmer, around these here parts; kind of an oxymoron.

Wednesday, April 27, 2005

Discombooberated


I was going to go to town today and buy those Work Tunes ear protector/radio things John wanted for Fathers Day. They were on sale at the farm store in Nevada. It was too cold to go anywhere though, so I stayed home and did more house work. I forgot to spend $13 so my drive was at a low. I have to either be angry or happy to have the kind of energy it takes to keep up around here. Spring brings a lot of happiness when the weather is accommodating. When it's not...it may as well be February as for the funk I fall into. I was feeling funky today for sure. I puttered and A.D.D.'d quite a bit, leaving things half done and discombooberated in my wake. Such is life in Hog Waller when I'm going through gardening withdrawals.

Merlin did some excessive whining too. It's not really his nature, he's more the silent type. Not like the yappers you find in town. I think he was looking forward to wearing his new shades and going for a cruise in the pimp-mobile. I promised him one before I sell it. He also missed the hunt...the mushroom hunt. We had to give that up early this year. The grass got way too tall, and the ticks got way too cheeky. So we will leave the rest of the 'shroom crop to the Driads.

Tomorrow we'll take that ride. He'll get decked out in his Doggles and flashy bandana and we'll rubber neck some used cars, get a wienie at Sonic and then go visit Destiny and the boys. Merlin may even go for a swim in her river. If he does that, he had BETTER bring me a fish, at least a two pounder!
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4/27/2005 0:55 AM

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