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Get off my LAWN! "Grumpy Old Farts"

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The two catnip plants I bought in Thor's memory at the Growers' Market are doing well. Fully expect the catnip will take hold here at the edge of the woods. It's an invasive plant, like mint, and bamboo, but it's certainly a friendly plant. Maybe it'll call a mountain lion.
Has Odin had a taste of them, yet?

Neither do I. Probably better to have sake instead. :bookworm:
Don't forget to differentiate sake (the drink) from sake (the sushi), especially when ordering such as your favorite Japanese restaurant. ;)
 
The first time I saw Odin spray is the first time he found Thor's catnip plant.

'twas my fault. I placed the three catnip plants in the front garden. Two were wiped out on the lawn crew's first weeding expedition. They do not know one plant from another :rage: This time me so smrt put the catnip plants in the abandoned garden area beyond my office window. It's a pumpkin patch there too, behind a log. Or I hope it is. It has been for the last two years from jack o' lanterns I left there.

I see little mushrooms in the yard, and bigger ones on the periphery of the woods. The mushroom grower was at market two weeks ago with Lion's Mane. My money rides on Chanterelle mushrooms and lamb. Seems to me once there was a London Broil stuffed with mushrooms and chicken livers :drool: with asparagus risotto
 
Here is how getting rid of unwanted hair was done in the old days
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Any takers?
There was a time when, on a bet, I shaved by wiping lighter fluid on my face and lighting it. Not as scary as it sounds. There's a trick to it. Also, at that time I had no hair on my head.
 
There was a time when, on a bet, I shaved by wiping lighter fluid on my face and lighting it. Not as scary as it sounds. There's a trick to it. Also, at that time I had no hair on my head.
I have to say that any time an activity involves setting some part of my body on fire it sounds scary...and the intentional use of an accelerant doesn't make it less so.
 
We NYC kids usta squirt a little cigarette lighter fluid out of the small can, light it, and then squirt a steady long flame-thrower stream into the holes where giant 'water bugs' (big flying cockroaches) lived. We despised the big creepy-crawly things (similar to FL's palmetto bugs) and took much pleasure in watching dozens and dozens of them run amok on the street in flames.
And sometimes, in an excess of evil glee, we'd squirt each other...

After Christmas folks would throw their Christmas trees (real ones not that artificial crap) out into the street... ('Put it out onna curb' was the common expression used). Bunching together 6 or 7 of these trees could make a fierce blaze in a local alleyway or empty lot, away from any cars. "Archie Bunker" once related a hilarious story re this, about a neighbor's dumb dog who dragged a disposed Christmas tree back into his owners house. "Only trouble was" Archie goes on to say, "it was on fire..."
Ahhhhh, life in the Bronx in the 40's and 50's... Popular culture usta portray Brooklynites as 'characters'. Sheeeesh, they were Milquetoasts compared to us Bronx denizens!
 
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We NYC kids usta squirt a little cigarette lighter fluid out of the small can, light it, and then squirt a steady long flame-thrower stream into the holes where giant 'water bugs' (big flying cockroaches) lived. We despised the big creepy-crawly things (similar to FL's palmetto bugs) and took much pleasure in watching dozens and dozens of them run amok on the street in flames.
And sometimes, in an excess of evil glee, we'd squirt each other...

After Christmas folks would throw their Christmas trees (real ones not that artificial crap) out into the street... ('Put it out onna curb' was the common expression used). Bunching together 6 or 7 of these trees could make a fierce blaze in a local alleyway or empty lot, away from any cars. "Archie Bunker" once related a hilarious story re this, about a neighbor's dumb dog who dragged a disposed Christmas tree back into his owners house. "Only trouble was" Archie goes on to say, "it was on fire..."
Ahhhhh, life in the Bronx in the 40's and 50's... Popular culture usta portray Brooklynites as 'characters'. Sheeeesh, they were Milquetoasts compared to us Bronx denizens!

I used to burn all my corrected schoolwork that I was supposed to take home. D’s and F’s only got you in trouble. 50 gallon metal drums were always good for a fire. Kids carried matches.
 
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