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On the Turning of the Season

Hey y’all. Sorry to be dark so much recently, but it’s that time of year and I’ve been ramping up for Major Labor under the sun and stars. I want to build something like this, but prettier. That’s my rub with growing houses- it’s so spendy to make them look nice. I’m house-vain like that, I guess. Still, I don’t want an ugly plastic shack on my lawn. At the same time, using recycled and reclaimed materials really appeals to me/my wallet.

Political, botanical, environmental, beautiful. What more can you ask for in a site?

Feeling snooty? I’m realizing just how snooty the gardening classes can be. But in this country at least, that’s going to change. Can you eat that 40$ cultivar, honey?

They may or may not be snooty, but they are pretty hardcore about their plants: I was over at Monticello the other day and gosh! You can see how a grrl could love Jefferson, what a whiz with plants he was! And speaking of things to look at, anyone know any good sites for garden design? With lots of pics? Most places I’ve come across are only trying to sell me a book or magazine and that’s not what I want/can afford. Oh, yes- I am very, very disappointed with all of you. Medium is the best we can do? Fuck. That’s pathetic.

Sorry again for the short and infrequent posting, but this is what happens in an economy where some of us are realizing it makes a lot of sense to have a plot that will provide…oh, let’s avoid polemic and hysteria this morning and just say 30% of my diet.  Read more 

Now I can die happy

Because my work here is done. Technorati thinks we’re on the A-list. [Sings: “We’re on the A list!” (tune at left)]

A-List Blogger

Fuck ! Bookers, cable weasels, you may contact our agent by leaving a note with bartender “Geoff” at the wet bar in the Fellows Lounge. The password is “specimen jar.”

And before I forget:

Hey, George! You out there?  Read more 

DC Liveblogging and Me

So you’ve probably heard, I’ve relocated to DC out of the Midwest, and I’ve come into a financial situation that will allow me to do nothing but blogging for a time (love you grrrl!). Yesterday, I went to the Greenwald and Blumenthal event at CAP, and a reader questioned my liveblogged report. Well and good, let’s get some things straight before I get too caught up in the muck here in our nation’s cesspool.

Eventually, someone is going to out me, or I’ll out myself, and you’ll be able to find out my real name and probably a bunch of other stuff that I may or may not want you to know. But I’m not going to help in that process just yet. Corrente is and always will be my first and best blogging home, and I’m very proud and honored to write here with such excellent people. But it’s also the case that not too many people in DC read it, yet, and so for a time, I’m going to use my anonymity as a shield, and do a little work in an undercover fashion.

There is absolutely no reason why anyone should believe a word I write here. Or, for that matter, anything you read in the NYTimes, or hear on Katie Couric’s “news” program. If you don’t see something with your own eyes or hear it with your own ears, it’s all just second hand and hearsay to you. I trust my own judgment just as I’m sure you trust yours; you can choose to believe what I write here or not, I really don’t care.  Read more 

For Those Who Avoid Hard Drugs

This is a really good substitute. This is a “for junkies only” blogging post, but seriously- someone explain to me how to write the virus that made this mess. And it’s only over there, the rest of the helloscum universe seems to be working fine. Teach you to go to back to back conferences without feeding the pets, Duncan.

He Knows His Shit

I know I said I wouldn’t liveblog this, but gawd dayum! Mr. Hasan is Da Bomb. If you’re a blogger, working on a campaign, or just looking to learn about successful online to offiline organizing and activism, you need to go to one of his training sessions.  Read more 

Going West

Well, pardners, it’s time for me to pack up the mule and head on out west, for the annual orgy of wonkery that is the first Yearly Kos. I expect passionate speechifying, partying, plenty of snark and shrill, bad carpeting, and maybe even some organizing. The list is pretty impressive for a bunch of fever swamp kids in family basements.  Read more 

Empire Burlesque

I understand why Billmon and Digby get the props, but what I don’t understand is why more people don’t read Chris more often. His writing is high quality and he’s always talking about what really matters. You can practically feel the snark, which is always delivered in the very finest tradition of family-friendly insults:

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