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My chicken friend is still there about sixteen hours later. As you can see from these before and after shots, it's larger and more color is appearing; it no longer looks like insulating foam. How long will it last until some kid kicks the shit out of it and I find it exploded all over the sidewalk? Or before I take it?
So, I'm driving to pick up Eli from school, which is in not-such-a-nice neighborhood, and where I'm stopped at a red light only to spot this right next to me: a very young chicken mushroom on the side of an apparently healthy ash tree (I've only ever seen them on dead stuff; speaking of, above it is a poster regarding a local murder... maybe that's what stressed the tree into sprouting a mushroom). So I stop to check it out, and see that there's a bigger, more mature one at the base (WTF!?), which I harvest with my pocket knife. I sauted it, and it's delicious! So weird... I'll go back tomorrow to check on the growth progress of the other one, which I left. So don't get any ideas...
Struggle depicted using our new Geek Kit.
Half of my potato box is planted in a variety that produces hundreds of little spuds like this (they are about as big as my fat thumbs). I just go out and dig as many as I need for dinner, rinse them off and boil 'em up. And they're scrumptious! Talk about an easy-to-grow food supply...
I once heard it described as "Putting into words things that cannot be put into words." Here's another take on the subject.
Finally, honesty from the Republicans!
I lost my camera (hopefully only temporarily), so I can't post the pictures, but this cool woman, Maya Stein, stopped by MagPo headquarters for a beer, brats and apples lunch yesterday. She's touring the country in a car festooned with Magnetic Poetry tiles, meeting with folks she's connected with on her most-excellent poetic blog. I invited her to join my friend, Hans and I for an open house at the world-renowned Minnesota Center For Victims of Torture. Chilling, horrific, enraging, sad, poignant, uplifting and inspiring are a few adjectives I'd use in describing that place/experience. I'm still processing it, though; maybe I'll talk more about it in the future.
Check it out: All of the letter stamps come neatly arranged (the little handles slid down into little slots) in a durable storage container, along with two fabric paint pots in their own little slots. Just dab some paint on a stamp and press it to a shirt... easy peasy! Washes up with water. Includes illustrated instructions. Makes superawesome t-shirts!
Our new T-Shirt Stamping Kits have arrived! We're putting them on the website as I write this. Everyone I know is getting a t-shirt with a bizarre message on it for Christmas this year! (one person who probably doesn't read this blog is going to get one that says "Bruce Jenner," just because the message is so random it will cause him to spiral into insanity)
I spent the weekend with friends up in Hayward, Wisconsin for the Chequamegon Fat Tire 40 Mountain Bike Race. The woodsy yard around Hans' cabin was, like everywhere else in the region, full of edible mushrooms like these tasty little Pear-Shaped Puffballs. If I'd had more time I could have gathered literally thousands within 500 feet of the cabin. The big one? I don't know what in God's name that thing was, but I think it was planning on world domination.