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.

Saturday, June 17, 2006

Hello


Can anyone hear me???

I may well have gotten this to work, and be able to come out of the blog wilnerness which has been lonesome and cold. If so, expect tales of MC martians, a cat about to get what's coming to it, and some hashed up stuff on things i read in the news that thought were worth mentioning...

Here goes nothing...



I'm gonna slip him son, i'm gonna tip him son, and if i get the drop on him i'm gonna clip him son*...

* Again, please note, gentle reader, that I would NEVER harm a cat. EVER. I will drop kick it to next week though.