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| high in the sticky clouds of time |
On September first, both backyard rabbits appeared in honor of rabbit rabbit day. I wish I could accurately describe how wacky these two are when they're together. Ninety percent of the time it's just one or the other, soberly going about their rabbit business of ingesting as many greens as possible. This time, the smaller one was zooming in circles like a hyper puppy, and both of them were doing superfluous hops, and little kicks in the air. They also took turns jumping on a tree stump and just sitting up there, watching the other one be goofy.
May I highly recommend the Wikipedia page STEW.
Do you know about booyah? Burgoo? CROW STEW??
I would also like to recommend Trader Joe's Baladi Egyptian Sourdough Pocket Bread, which is so much more delicious than pita! One of my favorite lunches currently is leftover salad inside one of these, along with whatever else I have on hand, like a slice of farmer's market tomato or avocado or cheese etc etc. And a dollop of mayo if warranted.
Fun fact: my high school French teacher drove a Le Car. I want to add that she definitely also wrote with a Le Pen, but I would be lying.
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| The latest from our robot overlords. |
I may have shared that one before, but if so it's a good reminder that this response cost approximately one bottle of water.
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| Be cunning, and full of tricks |
First a note to any remaining loyal reader(s): it was brought to my attention that you can make a comment here, but then it seems to vanish into the ether. "Do you moderate comments?" my brother Adam asked me, after leaving one on my most recent post. "Um," I thought to myself. And then I checked and yes, I do, although I seem to have neglected my moderating duties for the last...eight years? Oh readers and former readers who are not reading this: I'm so sorry, I wasn't ignoring you, I was just blissfully blogging into the dark. If you leave me a comment now, in 2026, I will (theoretically) see it!
News of the yard: we've expanded from our resident one butterfly, one bunny, and one hummingbird. Now there are two bunnies, occasionally adjacent to each other, kind of playful, hopping in concert, big and little, the big one seeming subtly irritated with the small one. When it's business as usual, they just inhale clover and dandelion, packing it away for the colder months, little eating machines with shiny black eyes and twitchy soft ears. Clover occasionally has a staring contest with one of them, but she doesn't chase them.*
A dream in which I worked at Whole Foods and was answering a customer's question about when we would be getting a fancy new locally made jam. I told her there would be an event that very evening, and then they would start rolling it out. And then I said, because in my dreams I am a standup comedian: "But very carefully, because most of it is in glass jars."
*best girl.