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.

Monday, October 02, 2006

This is What it Sounds Like, When Doves Cry...

And turtles shag. This is disturbing. Sorry for more embedded stuff, but I didn't think it right that I was the only one affected by this.

And while we're at it, why don't we have a little countdown to mayhem fun? I imagine this being filmed by the dad who has limited custody of the child. For good reason.


Here's the link.