Another day in Chinatown

Did a little house cleaning with some of the plants that were frustrating the bejesus out of me. Ended up tossing a couple that still haven't sprouted to conserve space. Now there are two sage seeds outside the Jiffy greenhouses, kickin it like it was meant to be kicked. Hopefully they will go German soon and then sprout.

In the absence of some of my supplies (President's day delayed my mail-ordered presents) and good growing conditions, I've been wicking the plugs daily. What that means is taking all the Jiffy plugs that are outside the greenhouses and putting them in water until they are moist. Then, slapping them back inside the holders. Tada! Wicked plugs. Anyway, I figure once a day is good and will keep those guys nice and moist.

Here's a shot of the spinach. These three make me feel more accomplished than any of the rest. Spinach is a b**** to German and seeing them sprout like they got a pair is refreshing. *girds loins* ungirds. Yep. Theya maka me prouda.

Anyway, this is weird.

Second shot is of the many cabbages growing in the Jiffy greenhouse. Lately, I've started wondering how many cabbages I actually want. I mean, if it's perfectly grown and tastes better than any other cabbage on earth it is still, a cabbage. I highly doubt I can eat fifty cabbages. Even if shared, that is a lot of friggin cabbage. Brussels sprouts I can eat pounds of, but cabbage... Jesus christ what was I thinking?!?! (I was thinking about Smurfs.) So, the plan now is to either make more friends who are rabbits or Fedex some cabbages to third-world countries. And this is how the Blood-Cabbage controversy was born... 50 cabbages? You know what. Screw it. Let's go a hundred. Grow monkeys grow! HAHAHAHA!!! (FYI: insane laughter over the mundane is a sign of cabin fever)

Finally some strange developments in other areas. The jelly bean tomatoes (which are impossible to German in Kleenex) are flourishing inside those damn greenhouses. In fact, something happened during transplantation so that two seeds ended up in the same plug. They both went German. I don't know whether to send a thankyou card to Jiffy or give them the finger. Inevitably, I had to get over my pride and acknowledge no matter what techniques I use to create Germans, Jiffy will always kick my ass at it. Instead of moving the sprout I have decided in all my wisdom to keep these conjoined twins conjoined. They will share the name Tweedle Deedum and hopefully both will live and produce copius amounts of freak tomatoes.

I'm ignoring Aloenzo and John Doe. I feel that is the only way they will survive. My tinkering has caused enough pain and must be constrained to Chinatown which can handle a few casualties. Anyway, both those guys are boring and are going in the trash if they don't stop their tedious suckfest.

Adding some shots of the demonic sunflowers tomorrow. Adding pictures of the peanuts when they decide to spontaneously German like my father's.


~Grow Monkey