need a piano

are there any original members left in pink floyd? they all look really young-

snow, slow, and so
it snowed, i was slow, and routed for so. SO taguchi. he's the smallest ballplayer ever.

i should really start writing on this thing earlier in the day when i'm actually thinking coherently instead of waiting till nighttime when my thoughts have turned to squash.

the farmstand has apparently collapsed from the snow, so we'll be exposed for the next four days in tentless pumpkin world. how many calamities can the poor place sustain? we already lost the tent once! it's strange how quickly i've lost interest in the happenings there- as have the owners, it seems. they could've gone out to knock the snow off the canopy but didn't, for some reason. i think it's largely to do with the lack of activity and end of season laziness bearing down. (not to say they're lazy, but i certainly am). today i guess they harvested in the snow, but in farmstand world- which i've been relugated to since the farm is too slow to warrant shley help- there is really nothing to do but sit around, restack squash, remove rotten pumpkins, stack gourds, and wait for it to be over. which is depressing. it seems like all i do is sit there and wait for the occasional customer, and when they come i have to explain to them that it has snowed TWICE (three times now) and therefore we no longer have tomatoes and basil. it seems absurd, having been so close to the farm for these past two months, to imagine that EVERYONE isn't as in tune with the weather and it's effects on local agriculture as i am. aren't people paying attention, or are they that far removed from their food that they don't realize that the SNOW killed the tomatoes?? it's october!

ed is entranced with the pink floyd light show on tv. i myself am not.
but i'm secretly jealous of the back-up singers on stage. i've always wanted to be a back-up singer, with a little synchronized dance. or the horn section!

ed is also astonished with the fact that high fructose corn syrup is in a number of his favorite foods. fat free half and half- HFCS!! we've switched back to regular full fat deliciousness. oh, but his beloved bran flakes have the stuff in them- his expression upon hearing this news was priceless! like someone shot his dog, poor guy.

tonight over dinner and searches through ingredient lists of pantry products we joked about me being kicked out of his apartment once my job is over (which obviously won't happen.... but i can't help but be paranoid that he's getting sick of me crashing on his couch.) i can just see him tossing out all my un-ed items: and take your food dehydrator! and all those beets! out with your giant kettle and muddy boots! and those books on poland!! nooooo, he loves the baby shley and her food preservation and HFCS alerts. and, according to him, "if the soviet union suddenly comes back into existence and bombs us, we'll be prepared."

jacques chiractober is almost over!