June 10, 2013
At the Double Arc Café...
... you can talk about anything you want, but this is a photo I took this morning from an upstairs window after Meade commented on the perfect parking place for the TT, which is to say, replicating the arc that he made to mark the transition from lawn to garden.
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I like the "from law to garden" typo. At least I think it was a typo. A deeper meaning doesn't jump out at me just yet.
Well, law to garden would describe the arc between the two spouses of the household, yes?
Fair point, perhaps it wasn't a typo at all.
Maybe you guys need another road trip?
California it is!
Dobermans distinguish lawn from garden with straight cuts.
Everything is so green!
Green is my favorite color this time of year, unless we're talking about the brilliant red of a ripe strawberry.
Yesterday I did battle with the squirrel that is eating all the strawberries in my backyard. I went outside, the squirrel jumped up into the lilac near the strawberries. I picked up a small trowel, with a pointy tip, and threw it. It went end-over-end towards the mocking squirrel, and I just knew my air was true, and that the rotation would take the sharp point right into the squirrels ribcage and extinguish its sorry, berry-stealing life.
Then the trowel hit the clothesline.
Denied.
my *aim*, not air.
That is a very female looking car.
You look marvelous.
Old news that is more alarming than any Obama scandals: our Superman is now a Brit. Man of Steel 2013.
A thought: Stalin was the Russian word for "steel".
Dobermans distinguish lawn from garden with straight cuts.
Unclipped ears! What a beautiful dobie!
A thought: Stalin was the Russian word for "steel".
I've oftered wondered at Russian Commununist adoption of names for cultic political purposes. Lenin. Stalin.
A thought: our brave leader msut adopt a cultic name. How about "Listenin"?
Very nice, Madame.
Nice green, nice warm sunlight.
Please send some this way.
dwstaple said...
I like the "from law to garden" typo. At least I think it was a typo. A deeper meaning doesn't jump out at me just yet.
Maybe it means she'll be down working in the garden with her sweetie when she retires.
And the hits just keep on coming:
HHS employees had possible insider trading info.
Hillary!'s State department covered up in misconduct probes.
The car's facing the wrong way.
gerry said...
A thought: our brave leader msut adopt a cultic name. How about "Listenin"?
How about "Snoobama"?
Royal Clout
Very nice job, Meade. I have a semi-circle in my yard too which you can see here.
So me and the neighbors were sitting around yesterday drinking beer and discussing fertilizers. One of the guys is putting in sod and a professional recommended 15-2-2 fertilizer to establish the sod. Being the only chemist present, they asked me what the numbers meant and I gave a lengthy explanation of the importance of nitrogen, phosphorus, and potassium to plants. This got me curious as to what kind of natural fertilizer is closest to 15-2-2 and so I googled it.
Guess what it is?
human urine
Did you know the joke about the chicken crossing the road is a double entendre referring to the afterlife?
And not just a single meaning deadpan non-joke along the lines of, "know what? ... That's what."
You see, a comedian would tell the joke like this. I forgot to mention, I just got back from time travel and noticed this because it threw me off. The phrase "out of town" means to die, whereas presently it means simply going to another town.
Anyway the comedian goes, "Say, why did the chicken cross the street? To buy the farm? To bite the big one? To breathe the rarified air? Did it fall off its perch? Did it hop the twig? Did it want to go West, to a better place? To go to the other side?
And I was all, "Whoa, hey wait, that used t be a longer joke."
I remember a time when AA had a photo of Meade planting the arc.
Is the TT from Amazon profits? Congratulations!
Chip Ahoy said... I just got back from time travel
Be careful, if your actions interfere with an establised timeline you could cause a destructive pardox and Jean-Claude Van Damme could arrest you.
Why did the duck cross the road?
To leak to the other ducks.
I don't see an arc. I see somebodies mid life crisis.
Lucky bastard.
General relativity allows time travel but not inconsistency.
Sorry about the typo.
"Is the TT from Amazon profits? Congratulations!"
That TT goes back to January 2005. Old time readers remember when I wrecked Little Greenie.
I really like that arc. Very pleasing. Gives me an idea for a particular part of our yard.
I thought Althouse got that car a few years ago.
Poor little Greenie. (sad face)
I read today that Cream for the cream puffs at the state Fair is being supplied by Illinois. Oh my.
Very nice. Is than an all leaf mulch?
Virtual fence running pic
"That TT goes back to January 2005. Old time readers remember when I wrecked Little Greenie."
My God, has it been that long? I remember when "Silvio" was all brand-spankin' new. And even before that when you were talking about the Porsche, the Mercedes...
Damn. Time flies indeed.
To clarify: Professor Althouse never owned a Porsche or Mercedes-Benz. Rather, they were two other cars she discussed in context of getting the Audi.
I still call him "Silvio", dammit! :)
Here's the similar picture that some people remember, showing the half-circle lawn in May 2011.
Keep in mind that there was a big drought last year, so we didn't get the progress we'd hoped for.
This year has had fabulous rain.
A Great Lie , in my opionion, has gained significant currency in recent years. That is: For every enemy you kill, or every terrorist you kill, you recruit 10 or 100 more
It is frequently repeated, not just by the Left and the EuroLeft and their allies the "Spokesmen of the Muslim World", but also by libertarian extremists and conservative isolationists.
IS IT TRUE?
Or does history expose it as fallacy?
In my opinion, you have a surge of pro-war sentiment at the start of a conflict. And men willing to take up arms. And all the "Hero" rhetoric starts in both the aggressor or defender parties. But that is the same if invasion and killings are happening to your side - or your side is the one doing glorious conquest and doing the slaughters.
The terrorists recruit by both success failure, initially. By waiving the "Dead martyr/shaheed/hero bloody shirt innocent civilian dead garbage....or if they do great and bloody attacks on the Infidel and other Islamoids are eager to join in the fun and win Allah's grace in the process.
But at some point, the joining up enthusiasm wanes as maimed, dead come back...the ranks of the missing swell...and all "The Heroes" do doesn't seem to amount to squat. Deaths of enemy noncombatants on either side, that once triggered outrage, only become to be acknowledged as usual, with numb acceptance as the way of war.
At wars end in 1945, 5.5 million dead Japanese did not translate into 55 million or 550 million Japanese soldiers. They had less in 1945 than in 1942, they had less ships planes and a numb and starving civilian population getting ready for death as city after city was burned and blasted.
Similar in other wars and on each side - the military effort is commensurate with the resources available and the willingness of the "innocent civilians" to support the war and generate the resources or take up arms themselves.
Terrorism works on the same function...and perhaps sending billions to "help" people in lands that support Jihad is the exact wrong thing to do. If civilians do not pay a price, but get "nation building" instead..why would they refrain from backing terrorism or militias??
deborah said...
"Very nice. Is than an all leaf mulch?"
Thanks, and yes it is all leaf mulch. Thanks for noticing. You can see part of my massive collection of neighborhood leaves in this photo from last November. Now they are all down as mulch - front yard and back. Up to a foot deep in places. Brown gold.
This year has had fabulous rain.
Total agreement. I'm hoping for some nice overnight rains Wednesday night/Thursday morning. We'll see. Last night was grand.
Any morning that you don't have to go outside and water before work is a great morning!!
Despite some of the largest oil reserves on the planet and freedom from a US embargo like the one that beset Cuba, it turns out that Venezuela is an equally sad example of what a socialist paradise looks like. Food, medicine, toilet paper, and dollars are either impossible to find or priced out of anyone’s ability to afford them...
At present, the annualised rate of inflation in Venezuela is 35.2 per cent.
I'll bet the Venezuelan poor now wish for less of Chavez' help. It's heroic of the Venezuelans to sacrifice their economic futures as a warning to the rest of us. But they should have understood those who need the lesson won't be paying attention.
Hmmm.
I.R.S. apparently told a pro-life group to keep its religion to itself.
Ain't life in ObamAmerica grand?
gerry wrote: Ain't life in ObamAmerica grand?
Surely you're not suggesting that pro-life harassment by the IRS was anything but rogue employees. It's not like that harassment was consonant with anything DNC.
Quite a lovely garden. I envy the beautiful shade plants.
Most of ours froze solid this last winter. Many of the trees in our area lost limbs from the deep freeze too.
On the Meade way of seeing, most always a particular and fine point of view.
I talk too long on this blog. sorry. I do give myself permission to prattle on here, was just coming on to do so, and see everyone is especially brief and carefree in this post of sunshine, like a lovely lap pool safe for even babies to paddle Around. Ahhh.
So I will keep this cafe space prim & trim, by going back to the earlier Meade view of politics and cynics and swordplay, charring all day in a lower blog theater nearby. i will be be a late blatherer there.
I hate long comments anyway, haha -- but it Seems I cannot keep it brief -- A Toast then, Clink! To the lean comment, the wry wit, elegantly said. Prost.
So pretty. That's really turning out beautifully. Nice work.
On the other end of gardening know-how...
I recently had all the garden beds weeded and mulched. There was one pot that had had a plant in it last year, but I thought the plant died. Something was growing in it, and I've no idea what it is, but the gardener went ahead and planted it in the ground. He pointed it out, and I said, "Ha ha, that was in that pot, wasn't it?"
"Yes, I went ahead and planted it!"
"What is it?"
"I don't know!"
"Is it a weed?"
"I don't know!"
"I guess we'll find out!"
Ha!
Are you ready for 4 (not 1, not 2, or even 3, count 'em 4) EPA scandals?
Seventies Van Robot says"
I'd make Slow Sweet Love To That Audi.
And Playfully Slap it on the Back Panels.
Somewhere, Felix Dzerzhinsky is smiling.
Thanks, Meade, I'm going to try that in my mom's yard this year. She has a massive maple tree in her yard.
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