I wouldn’t call myself a nosy neighbor, but I do consider myself more observant than the average person. So when I came home from work and saw some youngsters eyeing the vacant lot next to my property, I couldn’t help snooping.
When I approached, they introduced themselves as UC San Diego students that are taking a Food Justice course. They are looking at vacant lots in San Diego neighborhoods that are at risk for becoming food deserts in hopes of transforming them into community gardens. They are also working closely with the San Diego Food System Alliance which you should check out!
Well, those of you that know me or have been loyal readers (thank you!) know that I can’t resist an opportunity to talk about one of my favorite subjects…growing stuff! I offered my services in whatever capacity they required in order to grease the wheels of what seemed a noble project.
They sent me an email questionnaire that I filled out immediately and with great fervor. Something in my patented nonsensical ramblings made these young students hunger for more nonsensical ramblings. And who am I to deny anyone fool enough to show interest in the words of this crusty mud-caked mustachioed jackass? Continue reading “Mind Your Dirt gets Interviewed by UC San Diego Students”
It’s Moving Day!
Just a quick note to all the subscribers of Mind Your Dirt that have WordPress accounts. I have switched the site over to a self-hosted account and, although you can still see my posts in the Reader, you will no longer receive notifications of new posts via email. I’ve made my own *Brexit. Or Direxit? Mind Your Direxit? I’ll work on that…
I can sense your growing panic, but please put down that pitch fork and dry those tears. There is a very simple and quick solution to bring balance into this jaded world. Simply enter your email over there on the right and click the “I’m So Good Looking” button. Then we can be reunited in this brave new world of caring and sharing! Huzzah!
Did you click it? You’re soooo good looking!!
To those subscribers that don’t have a WordPress account, you don’t have to do a thing! While you were sleeping I stole you away in the night and tucked you in all cozy like over here on the new site. Didn’t even notice did you? Mind Your Dirt will take care of you, don’t worry.
So you may notice a few changes on the site as I play around with new features in a heated panic, desperately trying to not hit the self-destruct button while doing so. This move has been something I’ve wanted to do for over a year but have been afraid to. I imagined that I’d lose everything and everyone. While it wasn’t free of annoying head-scratching panicked moments and late night coding searches, it was far less troublesome than I imagined. Now the site will bend to my whims.
Let me know if you have any troubles or questions and welcome to the future!
*By the way, how crazy is that situation?! There is an ancient Chinese cures (debatable origins): May you live in interesting times. Looks like the curse is upon us because these days are end times kinds crazy! I hope this doesn’t cause a cascading domino effect and completely dismantle the EU. Personally, I’m ready for the end of the world. My zombie preparedness kit is updated, sharpened and ready for action! Is yours?
You may have been wondering what happened to me and where I’ve been. You may also have been wondering why I didn’t stay away longer. If it’s the former, I’ve been doing some behind the scenes work on Mind Your Dirt. I switched it over to a self-hosting site so that I can completely sell out as I was too rife with integrity and needed to balance the scales a bit. It is my hope that you have all made it over to the new The Interweb site and I haven’t lost anyone in the process (there was a scary moment the night before last!).
I have a few riveting posts just waiting to be posted and you will be seeing those…ahem…post haste! Sorry.
In the meantime, while I finish tweaking the code, polishing the logo, and putting a bow tie on Piper; please enjoy this interlude of death and destruction. Remember, gardening with danger is the only way to garden!
It’s that time again campers. Time to clean out the weeds in my pathways and flagstone. I never thought in a million years that the idea of weeding would make me all giddy with excitement. But ever since I deployed the new method of “Death by Flamethrower”, this whole process has become infinitely more enjoyable. I especially like taking the time to get all up in the weed’s head. Once you’re in there, they don’t stand a chance. Observe…
No weed, no seed and no mercy! Thank you for watching.