Tomatoes Try #3 Update

Well, three weeks and three days after planting my (hopefully) new crop of tomato plants, I have a couple of photos.  I planted 3 different varieties, one of which is my old standby, Early Girl.  Most people aren't aware that you're supposed to bury half the plant, folage and all, when you put them in the ground.  Seems like cruel and unusual punishment but it makes for a stronger, healthier plant.  You got these beautiful 12" tall plants and end up with less than 6" sticking above ground but that's what you're supposed to do.  Does it work?  Check out the photos and click on them for the larger view, use you 'back' button to return here.

Look at those two beautiful baby tomatoes!  These are on the Early Girl, the others, nuttin' yet........

Movie Review

Charlene and I watched "The Men Who Stare at Goats" last night. Not a chick flick, not a war movie. I don't know how you would classify this one other than "Good Entertainment". George Clooney and Ewan McGregor are just great in their roles. Jeff Bridges is good and Kevin Spacey, whom we normally just love, was a wicked-old bad ass you love to hate. This is a funny movie. Nic, Trav and one of their friends watched it this afternoon and give it two iPods up. If you need some funny entertainment, this is it. Loved the ending……..........

HIgh-Tech Charlene

Last week, Charlene was studying and I was doing the laundry.  She got up and went into our bedroom for something and walked back into the kitchen carrying an armload of clothes and dumped them on the floor in front of the washer.  At the time, the washer was only halfway through its current cycle, as was the dryer.  I said, "Honey, I got the laundry, just relax and do your studying".  She replied, "I'm just putting this in the washer queue".  The washer queue?  When did that jargon hit this house?

Got Box?

On the way home, I had to stop and get gas. I pulled into the gas station and 'filled it up' with $20 worth - Whoo Hoo! Almost half a tank! As I was just about through, a chopped motorcycle pulled in next to me. Big, ugly and noisy Harley. The guy riding it had a WWII Nazi war helmet, big ugly "ZZ Top" beard and was over weight. He was wearing a sleeveless T-shirt that said, "Got Box?". He didn't shut off the cycle as he was filling gas into it, kind of 'bad-ass' style. As I finished pumping my gas, I hung up the pump handle and got into my truck. But curiosity got the better of me and, risking life and limb, got out, went up to Mr. Badass and ask him what his shirt meant. "Anger Box!" he yelled above the motorcycle engine noise. Thankful I was still alive, I waived an, "O.K" and quickly got back in my truck and came home. I had to Google it to figure out what the hell he was talking about. Guess you'll have to, also.


On a lighter/heavier note, check out Shelley's latest blog at : http://deliciasez.blogspot.com/ .  The reason she's doing this particular blog is explained by visiting another blog entitled  http://temerity-jane.com/?p=2943

It's a new thing Temerity -Jane made up called 'Stockholming Myself '. Very interesting, very funny, somewhat sad, yet happy. read 'em both. I just might join in........