Throckmorton Blowfart Esquire IV, 33° An(archist) (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} bitches_tyrone) wrote,@ 2008-07-02 13:50:00 |
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O frabjous days!
Visited the fam this weekend. Sister was celebrating the bday of two of her kids. Her baby's daddy is a fucking negligent putz. At least this time he did some grilling, which is much more productive than I've seen or heard of him ever being. One on one I could maybe get along with him, perhaps even shroom with the fucker some time, but as a partner for my sister and a father to her child, he has been failing miserably as far back as memory extends. Meth heads such as him keep a job only long enough to save enough cash up to pay for their portion of rent, ask the person they're living with (my sis in this case) for their amount to run it to the rental office, then go out, rent a hotel, and lock themselves up in a room or some such and get fucked up until the cash runs dry. Hooray for them.
Also hung out with some friends, had some good times with a sixteen year old chick (nothing illegal) and friend. Smoked a bit, saw a smoking ban go into effect, helped a cousin move out of his house, and drank much while eating little, the first couple days of such hurt, then my body became used to it. Gotta stop that.
Walking along one day, looking about at the ground as I am wont to do, saw a plant I recognized from The Forager's Harvest, said "That's gotta be Lamb's Quarters", and grabbed a leaf, pulled out the book while it was beginning to sprinkle, looked it up, and felt convinced it was so. Still didn't eat it though. Asked a friend for a second opinion, he said "all those plants in there look the same to me", so delayed the consuming of such. Asked someone a little later after a purchase of booze, and got it confirmed.
A couple days later hung out with my father's friend, a man known to me since childhood, Hoss, and walked around out at my father's house a bit and he showed me a few plants before going off to Truck. Finally spotted some variety of Sorrel (tastes great!), ground cherry, spiderwort, yarrow, and a few others that escape recollection now. A little earlier before taking off though, he asked if I'd have interest in going up north with a few others, and be shown old soap-making methods, cordage, brain tanning, plant identification, flintknapping, stone tool making, on and on. Must remember to ask about plant based insect repellents.
Hells yes!
Lock me out and keep your cursed keys of separation.
Visited the fam this weekend. Sister was celebrating the bday of two of her kids. Her baby's daddy is a fucking negligent putz. At least this time he did some grilling, which is much more productive than I've seen or heard of him ever being. One on one I could maybe get along with him, perhaps even shroom with the fucker some time, but as a partner for my sister and a father to her child, he has been failing miserably as far back as memory extends. Meth heads such as him keep a job only long enough to save enough cash up to pay for their portion of rent, ask the person they're living with (my sis in this case) for their amount to run it to the rental office, then go out, rent a hotel, and lock themselves up in a room or some such and get fucked up until the cash runs dry. Hooray for them.
Also hung out with some friends, had some good times with a sixteen year old chick (nothing illegal) and friend. Smoked a bit, saw a smoking ban go into effect, helped a cousin move out of his house, and drank much while eating little, the first couple days of such hurt, then my body became used to it. Gotta stop that.
Walking along one day, looking about at the ground as I am wont to do, saw a plant I recognized from The Forager's Harvest, said "That's gotta be Lamb's Quarters", and grabbed a leaf, pulled out the book while it was beginning to sprinkle, looked it up, and felt convinced it was so. Still didn't eat it though. Asked a friend for a second opinion, he said "all those plants in there look the same to me", so delayed the consuming of such. Asked someone a little later after a purchase of booze, and got it confirmed.
A couple days later hung out with my father's friend, a man known to me since childhood, Hoss, and walked around out at my father's house a bit and he showed me a few plants before going off to Truck. Finally spotted some variety of Sorrel (tastes great!), ground cherry, spiderwort, yarrow, and a few others that escape recollection now. A little earlier before taking off though, he asked if I'd have interest in going up north with a few others, and be shown old soap-making methods, cordage, brain tanning, plant identification, flintknapping, stone tool making, on and on. Must remember to ask about plant based insect repellents.
Hells yes!
Lock me out and keep your cursed keys of separation.
