Because bad taste is better than no taste at all.....

Thursday, April 10, 2014

#291: arts and crafty

So it occurred to me that if I was going to attempt to grow more herbs this year, I'd damn well better mark them somehow. I also had an overabundance of paint, and 7 acres worth of rocks to choose from. .............So I got crafty the other day and started doodling. The thyme seems to be doing OK, but I can't seem to get the sage to grow past the seedling stage before they wilt--I don't know if I have a severe case of "damping off" going on in the pot, or maybe they just don't like the pod things I have them growing in. The oregano hasn't sprouted yet, neither has the lavender... we'll see how that turns out.

I also broke out the glue gun and started working on the costume for a friend's wedding coming up. If you're familiar with steampunk, you'll no doubt recognize the hat. Rather than going with the gears and airship thing, I went with a natural look instead. Hopefully I will be able to get the thing to stay in my hair.

At any rate, spring has come on apace and I have put the houseplants outside for the season. It still gets a bit chilly at night but as long as it stays above freezing they should be all right. The roses I'd planted in pots have started growing again, which is good, I was afraid the colder and wetter than usual winter had killed them.

I've also been continuing my "not emo but dark" phase--I write stuff. It's usually random stuff that pops in my head (The other day I typed "You are what you bleed", for instance). Still not sure what direction I'm supposed to go with this, open to comments (although I'll still have to approve them--too many whack jobs out there trying to post, who're wackier than I am....) Maybe I'll use the shorter ones as post titles.

....................Sometimes you have to forget who you are. Only then will you remember how to feel.

Scratch

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

#290: Brain-Itch, at 3 a.m.

I had a brain-itch early this morning. I obviously need to keep paper and pen by the bed, so that when the cogs in my mind get jammed, I will sound less the idiot and more the poet. And I may even be able to get back to sleep.

You tend to think things like this, when your life runs as mine does: backwards and upside down and sideways. Askew. But the creek runs clear for those that need a drink; you either see it or you don't.

Sometimes, the Dark is all you have left.

Madness? I wish. Perhaps if I heard the voices, it would explain the laughter. Or at least the joke. I believe Poe had it right: Sanity is, at best, overrated. Boring. Dull. There is a fine line between genius and insanity. Fortunately, I know I am not a genius.

But insane? Un-sane. Perhaps.

I am at times a walking contradiction. There is a certain dark joy to me here lately. Or a joyful darkness, I am not sure which. I do not know if it is the weather, or hormones, or merely a shift. It is frightening and exhilarating all the once. Where am I going?

I need a sign-post. Or at least, a map.

Thoughts?

Wednesday, December 18, 2013

#289: A Message from King Louis LXIX

Greetings, my subjects! From The Technicolor Trailer, Downtown Lobsteronia.

Greetings from Santa Claws!
Recently, We celebrated a little thing called 'Thanksgiving'.  We cooked and ate ham and something Scratch calls "Sweet Taters".  Never in my wildest dreams would We have dreamed We would be eating the roots of a plant! But they were very tasty and We liked them. We had to cheer Scratch up a little; her little one was supposed to have come visit but due
to the weather she was unable to go pick her up. We're hoping for a new years' celebration to make up for it. In the mean time, there is Christmas stuff to do. We managed to get the trees out of storage, and while Scratch wasn't looking, We set them up. She has lots of raccoon decorations, but I did not see any lobster ones in the box. :/ Maybe we can fix this. Our associate, Crackers, set the small tree up on the kitchen table for us. Scratch found this very amusing.

We also recently took a trip into the kitchen, where Scratch was making peanut butter cookies. She let me help. See our pretty cookies! They taste good, too. Scratch promises to give me more cooking lessons later (but not, she says, lessons on how to cook a lobster-whew!) Maybe by January, We will be able to bake Scratch a birthday cake. She hates being fussed over, but a little cake never hurt anyone. ;)

Scratch has also been making plans for our garden come spring. She saw a picture where someone had planted things in wooden pallets--and she said, hey! We have those lying around. Of course, there will still be things growing in buckets. She is also converting an old unused fire pit into a planter..... She hopes to have some viney stuff growing in it and over the edge. Hopefully, next summer will be drier and sunnier than this last one and Our tomatoes will turn out better.

Both Scratch and Dent have been fighting off colds, or something--there has been a lot of coughing and snuffling. We hope to avoid catching this--We nearly coughed Our claws off last winter.

Talk to you again soon!
King Louis LXIX

Monday, October 21, 2013

#288: Beargoyle

I saw the little bit of plastic first. I started pulling, thinking it was part of something. But it was stuck to whatever it was attached to. I pulled a little bit harder, and the whole thing came up. Huh? A small stuffed animal. I am guessing this was in its former life a Coca-Cola bear (the little plastic bit I saw first was part of the  "bottle" still attached to its paw). I felt kind of sorry for it, so I didn't throw it away. But obviously, I can't take it in the house (It is covered in lichen and moss!). So here it sits, at the end of the trailer, ready to warn and guard. I have since nicknamed it "Beargoyle". Maybe I will try cleaning it up a little bit later.

Needless to say, Dent thinks I'm crazy. But he hasn't moved it, either. ;)

For those of you keeping up, we're in the process of filling in a huge hole in our road. The sides are almost set, and once the concrete truck comes in to fill in the walls, we can finally finish up the hole. In the mean time, I've been scouring the property for stuff to "feed the maw", as I've started to call it.

The previous owners of the property (before the Landparents bought it), apparently got a KILLER deal on brick. All along the property line they are, half-buried, mostly bits and pieces but there were some whole ones, too. So I've been digging them up and piling them up near the road, ready to be hauled off. I took some of the whole ones and made a sunny place to sit in the winter. As you can see, I didn't care a whole lot about it being level.



My other project involves the shade house, and maybe turning it into a *rose* house. If I can get the roses to grow good in the pots, I won't need to hassle with the tarp next year.  But this will also mean covering the picnic table at least once a month, so that I can spray the roses to kill the japanese beetles and/or aphids.

 
This years' invasion has apparently already started--I am counting at least two stink bugs from where I sit, and have no doubt there are more in the house. Wouldn't be so bad if they came in and went to sleep like the ladybugs do--oh, no, these buzz the lights at night, VERY annoying.

The squirrels are making a mess of the yard. It seems a local farmer has waited a bit to mow down his corn and the local critters are going CRAZY.  Now if I were a squirrel, with a field of corn, I would take the whole cob and store it in a tree for later. But apparently squirrels aren't too terribly smart.... they would rather pull off the kernals and bury them in the yard.  So all over the yard I am finding these, and little corn plants sprouting all over the place. 

Do me a favor, little ones, and stick to acorns..... they'll still be there when you dig them up!

Aye,
Scratch

Monday, October 14, 2013

#287: a long strange trip

Four interstates, three states, two time zones..... and 1700+ miles on my car later, and Dad is now with Mum. His memorial plaque wasn't done yet, much to the chargrin of my sister....but this was to be expected, so I didn't complain. A lot of the milage involved picking up the little one, too, so I don't begrudge the extra travelling, even if the stupid directions DID have me trying to go through Atlanta.

I also got to take a closer look at a piece of property pop owned. For the present sis and I are taking custody of it, and maybe split it later on. It's pretty overgrown now, so any activity for now would be limited to clearing a small space to go camping on. There is literally nothing there, but trees.

Today has been my "clean out the house" day. I've removed some out of date food (fortunately not a lot of this), and some other odds and ends I've been meaning to dispose of. Tomorrow will be my "do outdoors stuff" day. I've been digging up some old bits of bricks the previous owner had buried along the tree line, and when the time comes they'll go to maybe help fill in the hole in the road. Our neighbor has finished the new wall at either side, and is now waiting on bringing in a concrete truck to backfill the walls. Then it will be fill time--dirt, bricks, whatever we can find--and finally we can use that section of the road again.

I have also discovered that I have very small feet. Small enough to fit into children's XL sized.... So here we are, my feet. In Minion slippers, via Kmart.  Taking bets on how soon the little one steals them next time she visits. 

I've got a couple of projects going, but photos will have to wait. Apparently "low drain" batteries don't work too well in a "high drain" device such as a camera. So I will have to switch those out before I can take any more photos of things.  Live and learn I guess.

Catch ya laters!
Aye,
Scratch