Tomato Plant Post #1

Today I counted how many brown dogs walked past the front yard (seven) and how many times the fire truck drove by with it's siren on (five). 

Another one of my yellow flowers opened up today. Someday I think I would like to learn a second language.

It rained a lot this week.

Haiku

staff party fall-out
cauliflower all alone
veggie forsaken

MEGALODON

I am tired of prehistoric animals like the giant sloth and the megalodon being overshadow by loser dinosaurs. Why didn't any of my teachers in elementary school ever tell me that there were sharks that weighed up to 50 tons roaming our seas 25 million years ago. They ate whales!

Illustration by, Timothy J. Bradley from "Paleo Sharks: survival of the strangest"  

Dear Sunburn

It is time for you to go away.
I don't mean to be rude but you have overstayed your welcome.
To be completely honest with you, I never really like having you around.
You are kind of a party-pooper.

Best Wishes,
Carson

When carousels were still merry-go-rounds

Today I found that my childhood has a Wikipedia page.

I have this very shadowy and magical memory of a place where Snoopy made perpetual laps around a tightrope strung from the ceiling on his unicycle in a jaw-dropping feat of balance. A red and gold carousel provides a tinkling soundtrack to this memory and sticky, honeyed hands from unending sopapillas provides the smell. There was Skee Ball. There was a talking wishing well, with water the color of Windex, that swallowed hundereds of our pennies. There was a jail cell with rubber bars, roaming mariachis, and magic shows. This is one of those childhood memories that is so shadowy and magical that I have often questioned if I ever really experienced this place and if I did, how distant are my memories from reality. It turns out they are not so distant after all.

This place was called Casa Bonita and it has a Wikipedia page. It was a mexican restaurant that lived in my hometown for a short period of time in the 1980s. There is still one location in Colorado and, although I would like to visit, I know that experiencing it as an adult could never live up to my memories of being there as a child.

Image from www.artifacting.com/blog/2006/04/10/la-experiencia-de-bonita-del-casa/

Pink Ghosts Love Sunshine

Knowing that it was going to be a rare sunshiny day in Portland, I decided to venture out in hopes of catching a glimpse of the elusive Pink Ghost. A sighting of the Pink Ghost was reported several weeks ago by a group of mohawked teenagers on their way to a rock and roll show. One of the kids claimed to have seen a pink blur out of the corner of their eye  in the yellow church on 39th ave. but when they turned to look, the ghost had retreated. I decided to try my luck at the scene of this last sighting and lucky for all of you, I had my camera.

Tomato Plant's Blog

I am an amateur gardener. Up until this year I have played it safe with pots of flowers that I was familiar with, flowers that I knew would grow and bloom and give me a sense of accomplishment. But this year I was inspired to plant some lettuce and a tomato plant. I have invited my tomato plant to keep us updated on its growth this spring and summer as an occasional guest blogger. I can't guarantee that the tomato plant is any good at blogging but it is excited about becoming a part of the internet community so stay tuned...

I believe a robot would be better at my job than I am. Here is why,

• Occasionally my mind wanders and I put books in the wrong place. A robot's mind never wanders.

• I am too short to reach the top shelf. Robots do not require stools.

• Sometimes I think my hands are bigger than they really are and I try to grab a giant pile of books and they fall on the floor. This is both unproductive and embarrassing.Robots do not know embarrassment nor do they have hands.
  

• Although I am an excellent alphabetizer I think a robot would be a superior alphabetizer.