Tead's Indoor-ish, Winter, Hempy, OGK, SOG

One has to enjoy.............. Ya'll never' want to be around me after a pint or so of real' shine. Hell even some Turkey'', I've been known to put a quarter or two in the jukebox. I wonder what a quarter gets nowadays?? But I've sung more than one Randy Travis song,, or parts of Goarge Jones... Keepem Green

I've not been in a bar in over 5 years, but the last time I was it was $0.50/song, or $1/song if the jukebox had to download it.
 
I've not been in a bar in over 5 years, but the last time I was it was $0.50/song, or $1/song if the jukebox had to download it.

My local dive had a CD jukebox. I've dropped some change on occasion.


One has to enjoy.............. Ya'll never' want to be around me after a pint or so of real' shine. Hell even some Turkey'', I've been known to put a quarter or two in the jukebox. I wonder what a quarter gets nowadays?? But I've sung more than one Randy Travis song,, or parts of Goarge Jones... Keepem Green

Good lord... now you got me diggin up bones dammit! It's probably have to wind it's way thru a few days on my lyrical playlist now.


Where can I find your mixing ratio and method of let's say a 3 gallon hempy container With O+ and perlite.

Your question speaks to a simplicity and limit that plants generally just ignore....
Currently, I'm right around 20g of O+ in my 6L pots. Heavy Sativas seem to like a bit less in the beginning but maybe more later on. My Indica heavy plants seem to like a touch heavier load all around... maybe in the 22g or 24g /6L range.
I mix the osmo in pretty evenly using a simple layering method. My layers start about 1" off the bottom of the pot in a shallow bed of perlite. My next layer is generally right above the drain hole. After that, I just layer it thru the medium as I fill the pot. I tend to do a heavier load in the bottom 2/3 of the pot and a thinner load on top with the idea being that younger plants sporting shallower roots need a touch thinner diet.... but I'm really not sure it makes any difference.
 
My local dive had a CD jukebox. I've dropped some change on occasion.




Good lord... now you got me diggin up bones dammit! It's probably have to wind it's way thru a few days on my lyrical playlist now.




Your question speaks to a simplicity and limit that plants generally just ignore....
Currently, I'm right around 20g of O+ in my 6L pots. Heavy Sativas seem to like a bit less in the beginning but maybe more later on. My Indica heavy plants seem to like a touch heavier load all around... maybe in the 22g or 24g /6L range.
I mix the osmo in pretty evenly using a simple layering method. My layers start about 1" off the bottom of the pot in a shallow bed of perlite. My next layer is generally right above the drain hole. After that, I just layer it thru the medium as I fill the pot. I tend to do a heavier load in the bottom 2/3 of the pot and a thinner load on top with the idea being that younger plants sporting shallower roots need a touch thinner diet.... but I'm really not sure it makes any difference.
Sweet I'm thinking of starting a perlite hempy.
 
I've not been in a bar in over 5 years, but the last time I was it was $0.50/song, or $1/song if the jukebox had to download it.


We're just so damn spoiled in this city. I don't even visit my local dive bar anymore unless they've got an interesting live band playing. I can't even think of a bar in our city that doesn't have fairly regular live music.
Reasons I stay....
 
We're just so damn spoiled in this city. I don't even visit my local dive bar anymore unless they've got an interesting live band playing. I can't even think of a bar in our city that doesn't have fairly regular live music.
Reasons I stay....
Now that's really cool. I miss my big city days sometimes for this reason.
 
Now that's really cool. I miss my big city days sometimes for this reason.

As with many larger cities, the pluses they offer can seem 'light' compared to the minuses.... but one tries to scoop the good bits and ignore the bad. This idea is pushed to extremes on both ends in NOLA. It offers visitors all the good bits without the overhead of dealing with the mess. Locals can cry in their beers as they dance the night away. Odd, but fun. Hard to put into words.
 
Happenings in Tead's world....
The arctic chill from the northern hinter lands seems to have settled in again. The humidity will fall shortly as the front pushes thru and the cold dry air pushes out the remaining gulf air.
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The rain chased my outdoor plants into the shed last night. There are actually 4 vegging plants in the middle of it all, but they seem to like the company.
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I continue to enjoy watching my own little creation do her thing.
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Somewhere (here?) I was chatting about PH earlier. This is where I land after I put in all the prescribed bits....

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2 drops superthrive
10ml CalMag
slightly heaping 1/8tsp PHdown

So easy.
Another NOLA bonus... I have figgin bazillions of those plastic drinking cups. We call them "go cups" for when you wander with your drink out the door of the bar.
 
Fats Domino is gone to us. Ain't that a shame.

One of the first "concerts" i ever attended was a Fats Domino and Professor Longhair show in 1966 with my oldest sister.
At the time I thought he might be Fat from eating too much Domino sugar ... yup ... I'm a born and raised YAT!
(Where Ya' At? ... thus YAT) was a common greeting back then among folks in the area.

Thanks to growing up in NOLA, I'm enjoying retired life as a musician! Yay!

Glad you are back Tead!

Peace
Keith
 
One of the first "concerts" i ever attended was a Fats Domino and Professor Longhair show in 1966 with my oldest sister.
At the time I thought he might be Fat from eating too much Domino sugar ... yup ... I'm a born and raised YAT!
(Where Ya' At? ... thus YAT) was a common greeting back then among folks in the area.

Thanks to growing up in NOLA, I'm enjoying retired life as a musician! Yay!

Glad you are back Tead!

Peace
Keith


Damn Yats! Showing up everywhere.... eatin all the food and drinking all the hooch. Blurting out tunes like drunken sailors. Dancin like idiots. Spilling life from them like a damn fountain!

Good to know that a Yat can find their way in the world when separated from their native food sources. How can you make beans and rice?!?!

Where was the '66 show? Must have been one of Longhair's firsts. Was it on the riverboat? That may have been a '70s thing.
 
One of the first "concerts" i ever attended was a Fats Domino and Professor Longhair show in 1966 with my oldest sister.
At the time I thought he might be Fat from eating too much Domino sugar ... yup ... I'm a born and raised YAT!
(Where Ya' At? ... thus YAT) was a common greeting back then among folks in the area.

Thanks to growing up in NOLA, I'm enjoying retired life as a musician! Yay!

Glad you are back Tead!

Peace
Keith


A fresh morning thought on the subject....

Do you blame NOLA for injecting music into your soul at a young age?
Do you always feel the slight desire to jump into most any performance and start making noise? I kinda do.
Waddaya play by the way?
 
A fresh morning thought on the subject....

Do you blame NOLA for injecting music into your soul at a young age?
Do you always feel the slight desire to jump into most any performance and start making noise? I kinda do.
Waddaya play by the way?

Indeed, NO was a great place to grow up, although I didn't appreciate the strangeness and debauchery of it all until I moved away to raise a family. Some friends Dads owned strip clubs and bars, so my level of normalcy was very skewed (Daddy ... does mommy have shiny spinning boob tassles too?).

NO influenced many in my family and the neighborhood kids to pick musicals instruments, back yard and garage/shed jams were common on evenings and weekends in the upper 9th and Marigny area at the time. Family gatherings and still include a lot of instruments and ad hoc jams. I started banging on Drums as a child, Trumpet, then Tuba, and finally found my niche and talent with brass on the Trombone. Upright and electric Bass became my weekend instrument in high school (rock bands attracted way more girls than brass bands, and all the guys wanted to be the lead guitar god, so getting a gig was easier). Most of my playing these days is Bass and performing 60s-80s stuff now called Classic rock. Jazz just isn't very popular out west.

I talked with my sister this morning and she brought up Fats and that show. She remembers better than I do (if she was 19, I would have been 11) as it being February or March of 1968, not 1966, and definitely post Beatles at City Park Stadium. She thinks it was part of Mardi Gras celebrations, not a ticketed show, and that I costumed as an little American Indian. It was located around the area whats now called Armstrong Park and near the site of the now ghostly Municipal Auditorium. Most parades disbanded there after their street run. Parades wandered off the published "Parade Route" back then all over then place, it drove NOPD crazy! I got to see Professor Longhair again with the Meters, Neville Brothers and other local acts at the St Bernard Civic Center just after it was opened ... maybe 1973. Blessed with great music and many other good things from that city, but also some scars from it too. I survived it all and still became a productive member of society! Well, no felonies at least.

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Peace
Keith
 
Oh man... ya gotta love a NOLA luv story. I often tell crawfish luv stories. I don't know if it's more enjoyable to write the luv stories or read them. I've seen luv stories for other cities... even written a few, but none seem to hold a candle next to a well spun NOLA tale.

Life is thick, dirty, sweaty, and a touch gritty down this way. Few can understand the attraction. I'd bet a dime you wouldn't trade those experiences for anything. Imports are frequent, so the humans change quickly. Many, like yourself, find greener pastures elsewhere. All are touched tho and carry their experiences generally as a badge of pride.

I can't imagine how my world would be different if I were swimming in these waters during my formative years. I don't think it would have been good. Best I grew up in a very quiet agricultural area with few opportunities for real trouble.

If you can keep a handle on the beautiful things and try to ignore the ugly, it can be a stunning city.

Next time you come home, be sure to stop by Tead's garden for a bowl and some banter.
 
The lazy gardener is not appreciating the current weather configuration. I mean, it's relatively warm down here and a great growing temperature, but that's from the gulf air, so it's humid as hell with the dew point often exceeding the temps overnight. In the morning, I have water covered plants. Dammit. Either I put a fan outside, or I bring the plants inside. Enough to make the lazy gardener burst.

It's odd down here in during the season changes. A cold air mass will push out the wet gulf air and bring us a day or two of dry cold air, then the humidity rises back up as the gulf air pushes back in and brings all that moisture with it. My poor outdoor babies are living in the middle of the weather DMZ.

Sucks. I'm gonna test the fan idea out this morning. Otherwise I'll be dragging them inside every night. Meh!
 
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