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

I like to gamble a bit with friends... betting some minor amount (usually a nickel) over some meaningless point. I last won a nickel from my wife betting if the Home Depot had the chainsaw I wanted in stock.
When 2 Yats meet and start talking, I'll bet any day that the conversation will soon turn to food. I can't remember the last time I lost that bet.
 
So that PC isn't thriving Tead? They're funny little plants- sort of vine like. I thought mine was more sativa, till I finally got around to looking it up.
 
Thanks for the link Tead. I agree with Shiggity - now you have us all craving your food. :laughtwo: I can't get those beans around these parts. What a shame, because the dish sounds divine.

My favorite part of the link was this paragraph:

"Unlike the Gatorlander, who is always consumed with the particulars of trying to live the modern life, the Yat is convinced that modernity is a disaster. Naturally enough then, the Yat feels most alive in the most disastrous of circumstances. The average New Orleanian housewife, as Bunny once noted, has an internist's working knowledge of every possible disease that can be caught in these parts. The man who holds the attention of the barroom is the guy who can top everyone else's hard luck stories. The Great Flood of May 3, 1978 was the most exciting of recent times, at least until another Hurricane comes. Even Carnival is talked of by the Yat in the most matter-of-fact ways, only the abominations of tradition being noteworthy.

:laughtwo:

My Dark Devil Auto appears to have hit the reservoir. :slide:

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Let the games begin! Lol! Now I can work on making you proud. :battingeyelashes:: :love:
 
Thanks for the link Tead. I agree with Shiggity - now you have us all craving your food. :laughtwo: I can't get those beans around these parts. What a shame, because the dish sounds divine.

My favorite part of the link was this paragraph:

"Unlike the Gatorlander, who is always consumed with the particulars of trying to live the modern life, the Yat is convinced that modernity is a disaster. Naturally enough then, the Yat feels most alive in the most disastrous of circumstances. The average New Orleanian housewife, as Bunny once noted, has an internist's working knowledge of every possible disease that can be caught in these parts. The man who holds the attention of the barroom is the guy who can top everyone else's hard luck stories. The Great Flood of May 3, 1978 was the most exciting of recent times, at least until another Hurricane comes. Even Carnival is talked of by the Yat in the most matter-of-fact ways, only the abominations of tradition being noteworthy.

I honestly hadn't read that deep into it... I was just shooting for a quick definition really.... but yeah, that some free-range truth in those words. We're weird, twisted, and crazy. We thrive within insanity.
I'll go back and read more... thanks.


My Dark Devil Auto appears to have hit the reservoir.

I see that.... looks nice.
Is that purple in the stems? In my OGKs, that's an indicator of an underfeed or prolonged PH issue. Different strains and alll.... perhaps your tend to purple. I believe technically it's a phosphorus def.
Of course... could be the lighting too.
Wasn't I just pointing to an overfeed situation regarding them over on your thread..... off to peek.
 
So friggin' unfair. You dirty dog. :laughtwo:
 
For the record.... both DD Hot Sausage and Blue Runner Creole Cream Beans are available online.
Of course, you could roam down and try them yourself. Everyone serves Beans and Rice on Mondays. It's a real local thing. And when I say 'everyone', I do mean everyone. Hell.... I'm surprised the fast food national burger chains don't.

B&R is based in history of course. Everything down here has a story after all. When the French Quarter was mostly an Italian area, the little ladies used to go down to the Mississippi and do laundry beating their clothes on the rocks to get them clean. This happened every Monday. To provide for the family, they would simmer Beans and Rice all day while they were out doing laundry. It requires no attention if cooked properly. They would come home to a nice dinner ready to feed the family.

It's really fun to live in such an old city that likes to keep things alive like that. Of course, some of them seem to want to keep the ideas of slavery alive too.... but that's another story.
 
So friggin' unfair. You dirty dog. :laughtwo:

You're just damn lucky smell doesn't float over the wires!


Crazy weather. The girlicane is a huge low pressure area and pulls everything towards it. Our clouds are almost always coming in from the gulf this time of year. Today, they're all moving directly towards the storm. Crazy.
 
Tead, I suddenly realized I hadn't given my hempy girl any Cal/Mg. When I went to grab the bottle, one of the first things I purchased for this project, I discovered that I can't find it anywhere in this tiny 725 square feet of open space where I shouldn't be able to lose anything, much less a big-ass bottle like that.

Finances are limited, so ordering another bottle isn't an option. What other options can you offer me?
 
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