RantsCounterRants:  Lies, lies and more damned lies

Or half-truths, sleight of hand, puppetry, a virtual reality of puffery…aren’t you fed up and exhausted with trying to sustain this imperfect Matrix, Georgie-boy?

Here and I thought you’d canned O’Neill for other reasons...perhaps you canned him instead because he’d requested a study that would disclose how badly you and your cronies have financially screwed us, our children, our grandchildren?

$44 trillion in deficits is an ungodly figure you squirreled away, like some child hiding hated peas under his plate.  Did you think we’d never notice?

Oh, I know already what your defense will be: We couldn’t publish this information when it came out in February, it would have been a distraction to our efforts on Iraq.

Yeah, we know how that turned out, too, stretched reality and non-existent WMD.  Lies, lies and more damned lies.

At least we’ve found one thing you’re good at, George.

By the way, your pants are on fire.

3:09:16 PM    comment []

PESTILENCE!!!

!@#^%$&*!!!  And it’s not even George W. Bush about which I’m swearing.  Imagine that for a change.

Remember those lovely broccoli and collards in the photos down thread?

GONE.

The garden looked odd this morning when I got up and took my usual scan across the yard.  The broccoli and collards were in nice, neat rows in the front of the garden when I went to bed last night.  This morning, they looked a bit thin.  My daughter followed me out to inspect at closer range, only to find what looked like cutworm damage.  A number of plants had been cleanly nipped off at the base of the stem; a few whole leaves had been removed from others.  One tell-tale sign: a single leaf, stuck in the soil as if being pulled from below.  Agh, cutworms!!!

Looks like I have to get out the diatomaceous earth and sprinkle it around the surviving broccoli-collards and make up some hot pepper-garlic spray.  That should fix them! 

Further inspection of the garden’s contents reveals some nibbling at the edges of the new pepper plants as well.  Does this implicate the little fuzzy bunnies in our yard?  Cannot imagine them finding the taste of Hungarian hot peppers appealing…

To be on the safe side, daughter dear and I got out the rabbit fencing and pulled it around the garden before 7:00 am this morning.  Unfortunately, there’s a 4-foot gap in the fencing; I had a slightly smaller garden last year and didn’t need more fencing to surround it.  No problem; I’ll just run to Home Depot and get some later this morning.  What could happen in broad daylight in a suburban garden?

F*CKIN’ RABBITS HAPPEN.

I just chased a not-so-little b*stard out of my garden; I’m he/she didn’t really mind that much, since THEY’D JUST FINISHED OFF ALL THE REST OF THE BROCCOLI AND COLLARDS!!!  The little sh*t left me nothing but pokey green nubs, ate everything right down to the soil!  @#%$&^%!!!

I can’t even show you evidence of this devastation or provide a photo of the culprit, hubby took the digital camera with him on his fishing trip with his dad.  Yet another form of pestilence: the vacationing spouse-father away from home for four days, taking essential equipment with him!!!

Blogging will be a bit slow today, until I get to and from the greenhouse and Home Depot.   Watch the garden in the mean time, will you, please?

10:10:00 AM    comment []

Incoming

Strawberries, that is.  Five in this photo already committed and growing fatter by the second; another five in bud and blossom, waiting just behind the first set.

Mmm, strawberry jam and pie, and Belgian waffles with strawberries.  Strawberry shortcakes and smoothies, sliced strawberries on ice cream or with champagne, or perhaps with a splash of Grand Marnier and whipped cream.

I'm going to have to think of a few more ways to eat them; there's at least 48 quarts coming in over the next two months based on the number of buds and blooms I see in the patch.

What a great problem to have!

9:22:34 AM    comment []