A longtime reader noticed that this blog has been moodily dark lately... yes probably true. With war in Europe, and Bush still in office, and McCain still above 3% in the polls, I'm in a bad mood. We're having rain here every day or every night, which is raising hell with the garden and local crops. Too little rain, the usual summer malady, is bad, but too much rain isn't good either. The tomatoes are croaking, and nothing else in the garden is healthy, and every time I try to work the flower beds or the woods out back I raise a swarm of mosquitoes the size of Alabama.
And yes, I'm in a bad mood, because the summer is 3/4 over, and I haven't even been outside to enjoy it yet, because I'm chained here to the fucking computer, trying to make money.
Whine whine whine. Kvetch kvetch kvetch.
Hee hee hee- Blogger, my over-the-shoulder grammar and spelling tutor, thinks "yest" is a word.
Oh well. That's all. Here's a song that suits my mood. Have I mentioned lately that my wife is a candidate for sainthood?
3 comments:
You making me cry, please stop!
SWMBO introduced me to Janis Ian many, many years ago. I just called her in to see this video - she loved it, yet again. Thanks, Colonel.
Soggy. Man, but it's soggy around here. I put my houseplants out for summer camp, and I have to move a bunch of them to a sheltered spot because they're drowning. The ficus trees LOVE IT, though; they're tropical anyway and so like having wet feet. I am a Yankee, however - decidedly NOT tropical - and I'd like it both a little warmer and a little drier.
My big concern is will all this wet continue through the cold. I don't mind the rain, but I'm going to go into serious bitch overdrive if we get this much percip. as snow...
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