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.

Wednesday, August 16, 2006

Dangle's Duty

A dude was fleeing the police. Guns were involved. The logical action to take? Why, jump in the river and take off your clothes you fools. Always good to see the po po with a facefull of arse.