beatlemania
Jun. 7th, 2004 01:47 pmAfter finding that the Target in Orange doesn’t carry strawberry pots either, we went to Mainly Seconds yesterday and found one. The only one they had, amazingly enough. Heavy as hell and one balcony was chipped, but it’s not like the strawberries are going to care. While we were looking, the sound system was playing “Ob-la-di, Ob-la-da” at the top of its mechanical lungs. Made it hard to converse about what size of saucer each pot needed--we also needed more huge pots for the tomatoes, including a cherry tomato plant I felt sorry for at Target and what I thought was a Brandywine at Mainly Seconds but turned out on further inspection to be marked as a Better Boy. We got out and hauled everything up and I got to use the drill to make drainage holes in a huge foam pot. *maniacal mechanical laughter* I installed the strawberries and got the Better Boy (what was it doing on the Brandywine shelf, I ask you?) into the huge pot, and opened the second bag of potting soil. Which was moldy. Completely shot through with strings and patches of cottony white fungus. I’ve never seen that before in a brand-new bag. And we didn’t have time to take it back before we had to leave for dinner, so we have to do it tonight. Good thing we have the receipt so the poor cherry tomato can get its roots in some soil big enough for it.
Dinner was with friends of
kelson’s and the family of one of them at a teppan place. Good stuff and highly hypo-allergenic. As we walked in, they were playing what sounded like Japanese koto music on speed. It resolved into a rendition on some kind of Asian harp of “Ob-la-di, Ob-la-da”. And after it came more Beatles songs on the same instrument. Over and over, all through dinner. It was, perhaps, the only CD they had. I was sort of grateful for the inane popular crap at BJ’s later.
Dinner was with friends of