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.

Tuesday, February 02, 2010

"The Incident Was All So Unexpected"

No, not the words of a dedicated Muck reader commenting on a new post, but those of an Indonesian gentleman describing how he felt when the cigarette he was smoking blew up, causing him to lose 6 of his teeth.

I probabaly would've responded in a different manner. For example, I may have looked blinkingly at a the camera, my face comepletly black with soot, reached for my beak which had been blown to the opposite side of my head to put it in it's rightful place for them to utter "of course you realise, this means war" before stomping purposefully off to build a big trap or weapon made by the company ACME.

Just saying is all.

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