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greenstormFirst, an awesome poem:
Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front
Love the quick profit, the annual raise,
vacation with pay. Want more
of everything ready-made. Be afraid
to know your neighbors and to die.
And you will have a window in your head.
Not even your future will be a mystery
any more. Your mind will be punched in a card
and shut away in a little drawer.
When they want you to buy something
they will call you. When they want you
to die for profit they will let you know.
So, friends, every day do something
that won't compute. Love the Lord.
Love the world. Work for nothing.
Take all that you have and be poor.
Love someone who does not deserve it.
Denounce the government and embrace
the flag. Hope to live in that free
republic for which it stands.
Give your approval to all you cannot
understand. Praise ignorance, for what man
has not encountered he has not destroyed.
Ask the questions that have no answers.
Invest in the millenium. Plant sequoias.
Say that your main crop is the forest
that you did not plant,
that you will not live to harvest.
Say that the leaves are harvested
when they have rotted into the mold.
Call that profit. Prophesy such returns.
Put your faith in the two inches of humus
that will build under the trees
every thousand years.
Listen to carrion -- put your ear
close, and hear the faint chattering
of the songs that are to come.
Expect the end of the world. Laugh.
Laughter is immeasurable. Be joyful
though you have considered all the facts.
So long as women do not go cheap
for power, please women more than men.
Ask yourself: Will this satisfy
a woman satisfied to bear a child?
Will this disturb the sleep
of a woman near to giving birth?
Go with your love to the fields.
Lie down in the shade. Rest your head
in her lap. Swear allegiance
to what is nighest your thoughts.
As soon as the generals and the politicos
can predict the motions of your mind,
lose it. Leave it as a sign
to mark the false trail, the way
you didn't go.
Be like the fox
who makes more tracks than necessary,
some in the wrong direction.
Practice resurrection.
- Wendell Berry
Isn't that awesome?
So, today was pet care day. This morning, I took care of Juggler and helped him clean his ca- er, yard and basement a bit. We hung out in a hardware store forever and a day (maybe a couple of hours) figuring out how to set up his coral-grow operation. We ended up buying nothing there for him but some stuff for a window plant-shelf for me, and a super-serious pump at JL Aquatics.
Headed to Petcetera, where I picked up a koi friend for the goldfish (Tillie, what is the goldfish's name?). This is another one of those commitment things: both koi and goldfish live longer than rats, and they'll grow out of the tank I have. I am pissed off by Petcetera. They had a special: buy one koi, get two free. Lemme think about this: one fish that grows three feet long, or three? If they want to discount stuff, they should discount stuff, not encourage people to buy too many things (fish, hamsters, whatever) and then kill them all through overcrowding. Or, maybe the expect two-thirds of what they sell to die, and this is a warranty type dealie? Feh. Anyhow, I got one koi, not three for the same price. She's pretty, a white with a little bit of black and gold speckling along her back. She blends with the gravel well.
So, I got the fish home, and also got the bucket I bought home, and I did a water change. Wow! The aquarium I got from Tillie had a two-inch bed of gravel, and as per stuff I'd read on the internet, I started to take it out. Gravel is evil. It holds a ton of disgusting stuff in it, and goldfish eat all real plants anyhow, so it's not useful as a rooting medium. The gravel's about half gone now, and stirring it up to take it out, despite the fact that I'd washed it when I started up the tank and have only had one goldfish in there, stirred up a ton of shit-- literally. Eeeew. I'll be much happier when I have a thin layer (something for them to dig in) that I can siphon clean easily.
I didn't want to do too much drastic stuff to the tank, though, because I was introducing Miss Koi. So, half water change, got the filter scrubbed out with a toothbrush and going, and ganked half the gravel. By then, the water temps had equalised, and after the whole mixing-water thing I let Miss Koi go (woo, I think she's named).
It's really neat to look at the two side by side. Miss Koi has little whiskers, her mouth is downward-facing, and she liked to lurk. Golfish likes to lurk too (I need to get more terrain for them, they seem to love 'stuff') but tends to go a little higher from time to time, though I'm certain their behaviour patterns haven't yet stabilised. Both pick through the gravel and spit it out again.
With two aquarium filters going in here, I topped up the tanks all the way (I like the trickle sound of water that filters make when the tanks aren't all-the-way full, but it's too loud with two of them) and it's remarkably quiet now.
Then I cuddled the rats a very little. They'll get more, I promise.
I also got rid of an extra computer chair (who am I kidding. I got rid of the computer chair, I only ever computer from the bed, I don't like chairs & never use them when I can avoid it). This freed up some fish-water space, and next is to throw out the dresser in my closet which I never use and replace it with two big trunks for holding random clothing, or else a bookshelf for holding random stuff. I need to go through my clothing and throw-out too.
Yay me.
Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front
Love the quick profit, the annual raise,
vacation with pay. Want more
of everything ready-made. Be afraid
to know your neighbors and to die.
And you will have a window in your head.
Not even your future will be a mystery
any more. Your mind will be punched in a card
and shut away in a little drawer.
When they want you to buy something
they will call you. When they want you
to die for profit they will let you know.
So, friends, every day do something
that won't compute. Love the Lord.
Love the world. Work for nothing.
Take all that you have and be poor.
Love someone who does not deserve it.
Denounce the government and embrace
the flag. Hope to live in that free
republic for which it stands.
Give your approval to all you cannot
understand. Praise ignorance, for what man
has not encountered he has not destroyed.
Ask the questions that have no answers.
Invest in the millenium. Plant sequoias.
Say that your main crop is the forest
that you did not plant,
that you will not live to harvest.
Say that the leaves are harvested
when they have rotted into the mold.
Call that profit. Prophesy such returns.
Put your faith in the two inches of humus
that will build under the trees
every thousand years.
Listen to carrion -- put your ear
close, and hear the faint chattering
of the songs that are to come.
Expect the end of the world. Laugh.
Laughter is immeasurable. Be joyful
though you have considered all the facts.
So long as women do not go cheap
for power, please women more than men.
Ask yourself: Will this satisfy
a woman satisfied to bear a child?
Will this disturb the sleep
of a woman near to giving birth?
Go with your love to the fields.
Lie down in the shade. Rest your head
in her lap. Swear allegiance
to what is nighest your thoughts.
As soon as the generals and the politicos
can predict the motions of your mind,
lose it. Leave it as a sign
to mark the false trail, the way
you didn't go.
Be like the fox
who makes more tracks than necessary,
some in the wrong direction.
Practice resurrection.
- Wendell Berry
Isn't that awesome?
So, today was pet care day. This morning, I took care of Juggler and helped him clean his ca- er, yard and basement a bit. We hung out in a hardware store forever and a day (maybe a couple of hours) figuring out how to set up his coral-grow operation. We ended up buying nothing there for him but some stuff for a window plant-shelf for me, and a super-serious pump at JL Aquatics.
Headed to Petcetera, where I picked up a koi friend for the goldfish (Tillie, what is the goldfish's name?). This is another one of those commitment things: both koi and goldfish live longer than rats, and they'll grow out of the tank I have. I am pissed off by Petcetera. They had a special: buy one koi, get two free. Lemme think about this: one fish that grows three feet long, or three? If they want to discount stuff, they should discount stuff, not encourage people to buy too many things (fish, hamsters, whatever) and then kill them all through overcrowding. Or, maybe the expect two-thirds of what they sell to die, and this is a warranty type dealie? Feh. Anyhow, I got one koi, not three for the same price. She's pretty, a white with a little bit of black and gold speckling along her back. She blends with the gravel well.
So, I got the fish home, and also got the bucket I bought home, and I did a water change. Wow! The aquarium I got from Tillie had a two-inch bed of gravel, and as per stuff I'd read on the internet, I started to take it out. Gravel is evil. It holds a ton of disgusting stuff in it, and goldfish eat all real plants anyhow, so it's not useful as a rooting medium. The gravel's about half gone now, and stirring it up to take it out, despite the fact that I'd washed it when I started up the tank and have only had one goldfish in there, stirred up a ton of shit-- literally. Eeeew. I'll be much happier when I have a thin layer (something for them to dig in) that I can siphon clean easily.
I didn't want to do too much drastic stuff to the tank, though, because I was introducing Miss Koi. So, half water change, got the filter scrubbed out with a toothbrush and going, and ganked half the gravel. By then, the water temps had equalised, and after the whole mixing-water thing I let Miss Koi go (woo, I think she's named).
It's really neat to look at the two side by side. Miss Koi has little whiskers, her mouth is downward-facing, and she liked to lurk. Golfish likes to lurk too (I need to get more terrain for them, they seem to love 'stuff') but tends to go a little higher from time to time, though I'm certain their behaviour patterns haven't yet stabilised. Both pick through the gravel and spit it out again.
With two aquarium filters going in here, I topped up the tanks all the way (I like the trickle sound of water that filters make when the tanks aren't all-the-way full, but it's too loud with two of them) and it's remarkably quiet now.
Then I cuddled the rats a very little. They'll get more, I promise.
I also got rid of an extra computer chair (who am I kidding. I got rid of the computer chair, I only ever computer from the bed, I don't like chairs & never use them when I can avoid it). This freed up some fish-water space, and next is to throw out the dresser in my closet which I never use and replace it with two big trunks for holding random clothing, or else a bookshelf for holding random stuff. I need to go through my clothing and throw-out too.
Yay me.
