I was out in the parking lot of a shopping center just now, and I watched as an SUV pulled into the spot next to me. The side had a magnetic sticker that said that the company sells grass “straight from the farm.”
So let me get this straight. There’s a farm out there growing… grass. And then the grass is dug out of the ground (very carefully), put onto trucks, shipped to wherever the buyer is, and is put on this other ground (hopefully very carefully).
All of this in order to look at it and spend 40 weekends a year mowing, reseeding, and watering.
This is the best use of the farm’s land, time, and energy?
People are crazy.
Just a quick comment to say that my wife and I have bought ourselves a little place. There will be lots more projects in the coming days, especially regarding gardening, permaculture, and aquaponics.
But right now I’m just fixing up the place in general handyman ways. So stay tuned!
Perhaps by now you have read the story about APMEX, Donald Trump, and the gold deposit. In this post I want to touch on what this means for preppers.
The Story
If you haven’t heard, here’s a quick rundown. APMEX (American Precious Metals Exchange) is the largest precious metals dealer in the country. They are leasing some office space in 40 Wall Street, which is operated by one of Trump’s organizations (Side note – this is the building that Trump famously bought for just $1 million during a previous real estate crash). Instead of a cash deposit on APMEX’s space, Read the rest of this entry »
It’s a delicate topic, I know. Most people don’t even want to discuss it. But as it turns out, like many other things in our lives, it’s related to diet. Of course, I am referring to farting.
I was unexpectedly out of the house all day yesterday. While I had some leftover stew in the refrigerator at work, I had nothing for lunch. I wasn’t particularly in a fasting mood, so I caved and got a meatball sub sandwich from Firehouse Subs. Oh, and Doritos and a soda too.
Aside from putting me in a light sugar-coma for the rest of the day, I felt fine. It wasn’t until I got home that the trouble began. Read the rest of this entry »