CornApple

I have not eaten it but I’ve been told it is edible but not very flavorful at all.

Sometimes I find things in my notes app that I do not remember making.
For instance:
This is Khan Noonien Singh fondly recalling some witch’s butter fungus he saw on a hike one time.

I believe that the literal “oldest joke in the book” is that thing where you reach behind someone to tap on their other shoulder so they will look that way.
I can easily imagine this joke predating language.

If you catch these hanging leopards at the right moment those iridescent ‘parts’ can be inflated and twisted together in a mass that is somehow larger than both slugs combined and resembles a soft serve rave cone.

Barry White voice:
Ohhhh Yeaahh…

Simple block print of a bear’s head with serene expression, eyes closed, a fat bumblebee centered above.

Sometimes when you see that particularly abhorrent post from someone you only have passing engagement with, it can be enough to notice others dragging them into the light. Let someone else do that work so you can concentrate on yourself and your real relationships.

Moonlight over Bob’s
Long exposure under a full moon

Jim Jarmusch’s Alien III

Then destroy the thing by listening to someone who says it could be a better thing.

First make the thing.
Then find the people who already think it is perfect.

Bringing you a bigger table…

That thing you like to make that doesn’t hurt anyone & seems to make people happy every time even if you don’t think you are good at it?
Set aside a bit of time toward that thing this week.
If you don’t have the time & I can help let me know.
If it makes people happy you are good enough at it.

A couple of minutes pass and I notice some movement in the front yard, something medium sized, hunched with thick wings shrouding whomever was slow enough to get caught in those thumbs.
I wish I’d thought to put my glasses on.
An owl, maybe?

A dark feathered smudge in my peripheral ducked below the edge of the deck before I could turn my head.

While on a video call on the back deck this morning I saw a bird.

I love when a malaprop just works!
A favorite that I still use almost 20 years later came from an elderly Ukrainian gentleman in Issaquah:
You can’t BF a BFer.

Capered some nasturtium seeds with yellow and purple wax beans and garlic bulbils!
Now we wait…

Gettin’ answers

Golden Thread, Coptis Trifolia

The Paste (for Project Kimchi25)
Gonna squish this experiment all over some heads of napa from Tony’s garden.

Gochugaru
Scapes
Blanched elephant garlic
Vegan fish sauce
Cosmic Crisp
Arbols
Fresh ginger
Gochujang
Li’l bit of water

Close up image of bright green moss and pale blue fairy cups, resembling a thickly wooded hill

I know a shortcut

Wet stones on a beach, one of which resembles a slim feminine face with a slender nose and a pouting upper lip.

I like rocks.

Jack White, hands to mouth, looking like the giggly, bashful love child of Michael Cera and a Bulletproof Boyscout while John C. Reilly sings Happy Birthday to him has been one of the highlights of my summer.

I think that rut flows and ebbs

This was a popular book cover trope 4-5 years ago.
It is easier to picture yourself as the character if the face is not showing.
Similar things are done with ambiguous hair/skin tones.
The ‘man’ versions of this usually include a briefcase/pistol/loose handcuff/open suit coat/running pose.

Ha!

Does seem like a fun way to vacation.

Nope. Part of a group that travels with costumes and takes pictures meant to look aged. They saw the window and got changed up for some pics.

I don’t work at this shop anymore, but Sherman’s Bookstore is worth checking out.