She took it, she took it, my little yellow basket...
Hrm... I've been a bit of a sod since April in terms of doing absolutely anything LJ related. Dear god... It just autosaved and I've been typing less than a minute. I expect that the wonders will not shortly cease. Since I just posted a plea for money I figured I should probably also update this thing and say, "Hi," or something along those lines... I just dumped out the left over dirt from all my plants from last year (yes, I know it's March and planted-porch-things haven't really done any growing around me since October, if I was lucky). One of the pots had sweet potato vines in it. Somewhat shockingly, I dumped out the dirt and found sweet potatoes. I suppose it's a pretty logical thing to happen, but it was still something that made me cock my head to the side and wonder why these things that looked vaguely like fetus pods were hanging out in my pot. I waited for them to uncurl themselves and do some sort of jig. I then realized they were sweet potatoes and continued to wait to be entertained by dance. After no luck on the dancing front I harvested. Luckily, I was already rather dirty from dumping out other pots so the newly reaped vegetables didn't revolt, recognizing my lack of farmer creditentials. I then called my mum and asked, "IS IT SAFE??" Happily, I have one of those mums that I can act like a complete dumbass about things and ask her questions and she will happily help me out. I suppose as I don't dispose of toxic items on my porch it's a pretty safe bet that it would be okay to consume. Hopefully, I can make something with them tomorrow night and everything will be splendidly yummy and I won't turn into a dirty pot festering fetus pod.
So yeah, I'm walking over 60 miles in three days in October... Instead of going to beer fest. I do wish they weren't the same weekend. Doing one instead of the other seems to put some kind of straight edge righteousness to it. Instead of just being a very cool, if not incredibly challenging, thing to do in hopes that it won't be something that needs to be funded in the future. I'm thinking of dying my hair pink again for the walk. Or getting Heather to put in pink extensions...
So yeah, I'm walking over 60 miles in three days in October... Instead of going to beer fest. I do wish they weren't the same weekend. Doing one instead of the other seems to put some kind of straight edge righteousness to it. Instead of just being a very cool, if not incredibly challenging, thing to do in hopes that it won't be something that needs to be funded in the future. I'm thinking of dying my hair pink again for the walk. Or getting Heather to put in pink extensions...