I don't know. I dreamed the idea of a deadgetable garden last night. Yes....deadgetable. Deadgetable rhymes with the word vegetable.
I thought you might like to know that.
The premise: a garden for dead vegetables. It would be awesome. You could plant the little dead vegetables in the ground, and give them a little deadgetable headstone. All around, weeping widows, their faces veiled in black lace, would snuffle lightly beside the graves and wipe away their tears of woe. And the dirges! Don't forget the dirges for our dear departed rutabega.
Alas! Dear zucchini...we hardly knew thee.
(hmm...perhaps I AM working a bit too much... ninja )
 Beloved Genius · Thu Jan 13, 2005 @ 02:16am · 1 Comments |
