Thursday, July 2, 2009

The sentencing.

Well the deed has been done and Blue...I've decided to name the tree so, has been sentenced to however many years he can take on the mother in-law's lawn. Given past sentencings his will not be the typical death row story of lenghtly appeals and time spent awaiting a natural death while dodging the syringe weilding arm of the law. No, others have not lasted long and his story awaits the telling indeed. If he can elude the damned whipper snipper and it's death by a million cuts he may live to attain the heavenly height of say several feet...not the 60-80 the little tag had bragged of, but a solid dozen over the next one-hundred years I'd venture to guess.



Our everlasting quest for a greenhouse continues due the flimsy piece of crap Sears had the audacity to send to us...maybe someone should tell those guys exactly where they were shipping this thing. The near indestructable panels the website had exalted to the almighty turned out to be the thickness of say Life brand bottle,the same material they use to ship us that plasticky tasting Ontario tap water in, and surely would have had me running all over Brookfield throughout the winter in hopes of finding enough to silicone together for spring 2010. Byes this is the coast of Newfoundland up longside Cape Freels where average windspeed is somewhere in the vicinity of 4 million miles per hour. In fact we are the backup launch site for the space shuttle...the much more eco friendly way of simply waiting for a good blow to send the thing into low orbit. Late winter or early spring snow storms sometimes tend to be countless baby seals mistaken for snowflakes whipping by on the relentless northeast wind, drifting up against any available structure, and left to fend for themselves among the bruts, the hounding Barbarians of Bonavista North.



Now it appears we will be using the Gothic design to construct our own which I have been drawing in various incarnations now for weeks. I think faith has told us that this is our chosen path as when I called the local hardware store, where they may decide in September that they are not ordering anymore 2 inch nails until after the year end in late March next year, to inquire about ordering the required plexiglass they informed me that they had six pieces of the size I needed in stock. The sheets, 4x8 feet were ordered for someone else that had pulled out and left them to be returned. So...we got a little deal on them and a strong signal from the pepper and tomato gods that this is to be. We hope to have our dudes on the base very soon and will try to update when that happens. Hell I may even try to post some pictures...something I have never tried to do in my whole computer illiterate life. It might just kill me, or make me stronger but shit I'll take A Crack At __it!

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