The *Joy* of Home-Owning

Me and Carleen have gotten increasingly excited about working in the garden this Spring. Our backyard is wrought with possiblities when it comes to gardening and we have spent a tremendous amount of time discussing those possibilities. Having just come inside from yet another fruitless task outdoors, I can say the mental planning is much more fun than the work. Don’t get me wrong, I love the work. When it gets me somewhere, but when you go out to remove a simple bush and soon find out that said bush has the root volume of your average 60 year old OAK TREE–it kinda gets you down. Instead of having thoughts of where to put the flowers and where to put the vegetables, which trees will become bonsai, and where to build planters–I’m railroaded trying to pull out Megalon the Bush From Hell.

Oh and the compost bin is still not completed. So all the trimming and weeding and leaf raking I’m doing is going right onto the lawn and staying there.

Found several interesting things in “Off the Cuff” the other day. Off the Cuff is a section in our local “waste of a good tree” newspaper where old people can complain to the masses. Here’s one complaint about the fairly recent “Strip Club” controversy:

Praise the Lord and thank you Jesus and thank you city council for passing the ordinance on the adult entertainment club. I would like to see you just ban them completely, but I know that is not ever going to happen. That right there might force them to shut down and save a lot of home life and save a lot of people from being raped including children. Thank you.

Ignorance, thy name is Oklahoma.

And another about “The Passion of Christ”:

This appears quite an hypocrisy. We have conservative Christians lining up to see an an R rated film “Passion.” The film by Mel Gibson is borderline indecent in its portrayal of cruelty upon the body of Christ. Why would people consider something like that worthy of their time?

indecent in its portrayal of cruelty upon the body of Christ. Folks, they didn’t beat Christ to death with (as my friend Bill said) “a wet noodle”. Come on. The period that Christ lived in was violent violent violent. And Christ pissed off a lot of people. What did you think? Maybe they sent nuns out to give Jesus a good whack on the wrist with a ruler? Besides, I don’t know exactly what faith Mel Gibson is, but apparently it’s very fundamental Catholic, as in, the word of the Bible is THE word. So if his movie is wrong, I guess the Bible’s wrong too, huh? Tough pill to swallow, ain’t it you crazy psycho religious freaks.

In other household news, Chani may be getting a sibling sometime in the near future. We have decided that Chani probably has some form of ADD so we’ve decided to get another dog, since the time we spend with her (which is, I’d say, quite considerable) is just not enough for her. She’s lonely, we can tell. So basically we’re looking for something about her size (a beagle), about her age (almost 1 year old) and probably male. No terriers, and no yappy, fru-fru toy dogs. That’s pretty much it. Carleen is in Tulsa now at her class and during her break she’s going to PetSmart to take a look at the dogs they have for adoption.