notes from
the MUCK . . .

How does your garden grow? With muck, muck and more muck! I spent much of today finishing the final muck box and then shifting muck from one box to the next. The first box, which the Big Lad is enthusiastically pointing out, has been rotting down for two years now and once we’d removed the top quarter of unrotted material, we found we’d hit the pay dirt.

Friday, October 07, 2005


I have a mild fear of flying. Any change in sound, speed or altitude sends a wave of brief, but intense, anxiety surging through me. Granted, many people have it worse than I do, but I fly a fair amount and could certainly do without freaking out at least once per trip. Well, I think I found a cure. The great thing about the information age is that one person's wisdom and experience can be shared with millions of others at the click of a button - which is why I'm posting this blog. There's no need to keep this to myself when I can do my part to make the world a better place. So, if you too suffer from pteromer...whatever...then don't worry, your troubles are over. Now that I've built it up so much the revelation will be something of a let down, but here goes: sudoku. That's right, the number puzzle that's driving people mad all over the globe is also a very effective distraction during those fear-inducing landings and take-offs. This isn't quite the life changing bomb dropped by Matt and his banana (see his link below), but I hope I've reached someone out there. Start practicing here.