galeux d'eysines

my dinner was exactly this: one piece of chicken, one piece of bread, one beer, salt shaker. i didn't eat the salt shaker. but did use more salt than i ever have before. apparently this is all i now require at the end of the day, and i really can't believe that i'm still awake after my salty protein fix.

dan talks to the leeks while he digs them.
i forgot to mention that the pudding used for wrestling was VEGAN.
mexicans don't work in the rain- no exceptions.

our farm stand will is going to be converted to a winter squash freak show. we have a very odd assortment, including one called the 'chicago warty hubbard,' and the biggest fucking pink banana squash you've ever seen, and i know you've see a lot of them. this thing is at least 2 feet long and bigger around than me. there is also a variety that wyatt calls (phonetically) the 'glue de ew'- it's an ugly warted thing that is supposed to taste pretty yummy, but i looked it up and the closest thing i could find was the galeux d'eysines. um- i don't really know french pronunciation, but i think wyatt got the second part a bit wrong.