Zoom in. It’s cotton. Mr. Cotton Farmer is starting to pick. I’ll takes some pics.
Imagine two sets of 10 numerals that were specified to code for strength of a positive emotion/opinion versus strength of a negative emotion/opinion, such that “5” coded for “strongly disagree.” and “1” coded for “strongly agree.” A: [1,5,2,4,3,1,5,2,4,3] and B: [1,5,1,5,1,1,5,1,5,5] When you sum the numbers that the numerals stand for, the total is 30.
The power went out for a split second earlier and now the satellite is acting out. Some logo is pinging around the screen and we don’t seem to be getting anywhere. This is not what I was promised. I AM THE 99%!!!!! Yeah, right. Go back to bed.
From No Lawyers– Only Guns and Money’s post, “Every Picture Tells a Story“: States’ concealed carry permit laws are classified as UNRESTRICTED– no permit is required to carry a concealed firearm (Alaska, Arizona, Vermont and Wyoming, but see Wikipedia and the maps at USACarry for more specific information) SHALL ISSUE– permit required but the state
The 4-way stop sign brings out the best in people. It certainly does around here. Not that we aren’t otherwise, but we are remarkably civil at 4-way stops. There are rules. Everyone knows and follows them. (You have to learn them in order to pass your drivers test.) If for some reason you forget your
Argentinian beef stew in banana squash It was a big squash. Recipe and commentary from The Big Food Manual and Survivalist Flourishing Guide This one came from a California cook book I got in the mid 1980s for subscribing to the L.A. Times. (I was a naïve graduate student at the time, which explains why
A nice little cottage in Arkansas We ventured off the farm and traveled to and from Arkansas earlier this week. Some thoughts about what we saw along the way… I thought there was a lot of cotton around here. I was mistaken. The Mississippi delta has a lot of cotton. Cotton farmers work on Sunday.
UPDATE: So I thought I could post something short from my phone while we were traveling. Clearly, I wasn’t able to do that. I will go in search of the button that makes my smart phone smarter. SECONDS LATER UPDATE: What is MMS? Looks like I’ll have to recruit a kid to help me.
the cotton got picked! A small part of my neighbor’s cotton field There are a lot of pretty sights out here. This is certainly one of them. The first fall we lived here was exceptionally wet. You can’t pick and bale cotton in the rain and mud. From what I can tell, this has been
Aren’t the colors spectacular (as seen through the lens of my little camera)? Cane poles The north pasture as seen from a path to the lake. Colors not so good here. I snapped these this morning. I was hoping Rocky would burn off some energy if I took him on a nice long walk. Didn’t
As I posted yesterday, there’s an article up at NRO about what a great place The South is. It’s gotten a bit of attention in the part of the World Wide Web that I frequent. Here’s Glenn Reyonlds response: To be honest, we’d rather word didn’t get out. Stay away! In fact, I need to
Lee Habeeb, a native of New Jersey, has an article up at National Review Online. It begins: I’m a Jersey boy. I was born there, went to high school and college there, and assumed I’d spend the rest of my life there. But though I loved the people and food, the Jersey Shore summers, and
Daikon Miyashige White Orgnaic Radishes Each of these is 6-8″ long. Very tasty… not too strong at all. Seed from Botanical Interests. Here’s their blurb: Radish Daikon Miyashige White Organic Heirloom Seed Raphanus sativus 60 days. Young shredded daikon radishes are often used in sushi, but their light, crunchy, slightly spicy flavor is a unique
Product Description In Chicks with Guns, Lindsay McCrum has created a cultural portrait of women gun owners in America through photographs that are both beautiful and in a sense unexpected. The book examines issues of self-image and gender through the visual conventions of portraiture and fashion, but the guns are presented here not as superimposed
One of the BIG irritations in my life is the “less than 10 items.” The following rant is prompted by I’d much rather use self-checkout than wait in the express line behind people who don’t understand the concept of an item limit. from Supermarket Self-Checkouts Being Replaced With People at Outside the Beltway as seen
Croquembouche, from The Creative Cooking Course (1982), edited by Charlotte Turgeon, Weathervane Books, New York, p223 Mr. Big Food has just finished the desserts section in The Creative Cooking Course, a cookbook that weighs seven pounds. By the time he’s finished with the book, he’ll have spent nearly a year working through every page, culling
I posted a couple of thoughts related to work, pride, and so on. There’s a similar conversation going on at Bookworm Room.
O’Henry sweet potatoes Today is the day! Not that there’s anything special about today, but today is the day I decided to dig up the sweet potatoes. And of course, today is the day I didn’t look at the radar. We’ve already had two or three downpours. Not the best weather for pulling sweet potatoes
We have a new pupster! What fun!! Rocky Mr. Big Food knows a thing or two about learning and memory. I once knew something about mammalian growth and development. To watch Rocky gnaw ferociously on his chew toy because he’s teething, and to see him learn to associate my feeding our geriatric dog with getting