This is more than a little embarrassing, but funny and serious too. I recently discovered that my diabetes was way out of control, way out, when I relieved myself outdoors and the next morning found about 15 or 20 honey bees buzzing about for a meal.
I shared this story with my 81 year old mother who said, "that'll be some funny honey! Could I be contributing to the great honey bee disappearance, or am I helping them to make a comeback-who knows. And by the way, is there any more effective herbicide than pee? I just can't figure out if it would be more toxic than the stuff they already use! On Sun, Apr 25, 2010 at 6:15 AM, MarshaV <[email protected]> wrote: > > Hi Dan, > > Every three months a local group, in my little town, put together a > coffee house event. All volunteer, except for a featured, > performer. It's mostly original songs and music, and wonderful. > Last night the starring performer was a young woman from Boston > who sang a mean Blues, but all the singer/musicians were great! > A local restaurant donates food that we sell to raise additional money > for the next event, and homemade desserts help add dollars to the > coffers. My job is to collect the money at the door and sell raffle > tickets. > It is such a pleasure to participate. > > Stay well Dan and keep in touch. You are one of the really good > patterns in my life. I miss you when you are away too long. > > > Marsha > > > p.s. I feel the loss of the little honey bees too. There are new > different bees > out and about, but I haven't seen a little honey bee in a long time. When > I move to the next place, I'm hoping to try to set up a couple of hives, > but > we'll see. States are providing free classes on 'how to get started.' > > > > > > On Apr 24, 2010, at 6:17 PM, Dan Glover wrote: > > > New Dogs, Old Tricks > > > > I don’t see many honey bees this year. I’ve read where domesticated > > colonies are continuing to collapse from some mystery illness > > researchers have yet to pinpoint... combination of things most likely. > > I wonder if the sickness has invaded the wild colonies too. Maybe > > though it is all simply a honey bee conspiracy and this so-called hive > > collapse is just the natural order of things. Still, I do miss > > watching the bees bumble from one flower to another and another. And I > > wonder where I will get honey should all the bees disappear. I have a > > sweet tooth for honey, don't'cha know. > > > > I have flower gardens dotting my yard since they mean less mowing. I > > am sitting in the midst of a garden while I write this missive. I see > > lots of flys flitting about from flower to flower reminding me of > > honey bees. It appears to me (the uneducated observer) that the flys > > are doing the same things as honey bees have done in the past. Perhaps > > they are evolving to fill the niche left void by the absent bees. > > > > In the not too distant future some intrepid individual will > > (doubtlessly) manipulate the fly genome to incorporate the honey > > making mechanism and floney (fly vomit secretion we see specked on our > > walls, windows and ceilings) will become a world renowned delicacy. > > Instead of hauling large bee hives brimming with honey bees from field > > to field like bee keepers used to do, floneyfly-keepers will haul from > > field to field huge covered wagons full of stinking steamy slimy > > bullshit teeming with hundreds of billions of floney maggots and > > floney flys that will pollinate the farmers’ harvests. > > > > Of course some of the floneyflys would escape into the wild and set up > > fly keeping there. Hey. Maybe that’s what’s happening, even now… > > > > On a different note... it appears I have developed a bit of a name as > > a motorcycle mechanic who knows what he’s doing. There aren’t enough > > hours in the day to fix all the bikes sitting in my shop at the > > moment. And it is all word of mouth. I don’t do any advertising. It > > seems that I have been egregored into the motorcycle riders’ sphere of > > influence; I am the Giant; ku ku ka chu. > > > > No longer do I have to ride a bike to tell what’s wrong with it. No > > longer do I have to ask someone. All I have to do is look at it. > > Listen to the tapping of the motor. Smell the exhaust. Caress the > > manifolds. Especially a Harley. I don’t remember it happening but it > > appears this new dog has learned some old tricks that make his > > services valuable to others who haven’t the touch or the know how to > > do what I do. Like the floneyflys I fill a niche that is otherwise > > void. Stuff has got to be done. And someone (or something) has got to > > do it. > > > > I find myself rising at the unheard of hour of 4am to begin my day. > > Anyone who knows me well would find that hard to believe as I have > > always let it be known that 9 or 10am or even noon is a much more > > decent hour to be getting up. But I have found something I enjoy doing > > so getting up early to do it is a treat and not a hassle as it would > > be if I had to get up. I like getting up. I like the world as it is at > > 4am… quiet and cool and full of potential. And, luckily, my customers > > have (so far) failed to realize that I would fix their motorcycles for > > nothing. Getting paid to do it allows me to pay my own bills so it > > works out good for everyone involved. Keeps the world turning, so to > > speak. > > > > I see my old declawed tomcat Kovu has learned to jump the 6 foot > > privacy fence around my backyard. He watched the other cats with claws > > climbing over and sure enough, he followed suit. I myself would never > > have a cat declawed. This particular cat showed up at my door some ten > > years ago on one cold winter day so I let him in and he’s stayed on > > ever since. I figured he must have belonged to one of the neighbors so > > I ran an ad in the local paper but no one claimed him. He never goes > > far so I don’t overly trouble myself with his fence climbing. I am > > only surprised that it took him so long to figure out that he could do > > it. > > > > Big puffy gray and white clouds are moving across the sky obscuring a > > bright warm sun. The day is warm for late April and breezy and the > > potato plants are pushing through the soil and I have taken green > > onions, radishes, and garlic from my garden already this spring. I am > > taking a rare day off. I haven’t been feeling a 100% for the last > > couple weeks... perhaps I need some time to chill. The sunshine feels > > very fine on my skin as I sit here plucking at the keys and I find > > myself with enough audacity to hope the clouds will blow off soon and > > the neighbor will finish mowing his rather large yard. The noise is > > quite detracting from an otherwise quiet and serene day. > > > > May all of you have as fine a day… > > > > Dan > > > > On Sat, Apr 24, 2010 at 3:07 PM, John Carl <[email protected]> > wrote: > >> I'm in a bad mood and need to vent. you guys can take it. I've seen > you. > >> > >> I'm in a bad mood because my little brother has gone off the rails > >> completely. It's always nasty when narcisstic dyads come undone, but > his > >> divorce is taking it to absurd heights and has pissed of his whole > family > >> with his weirdness. > >> > >> And I'm done with him. A depressing thing, but happens often in the ole > >> vale of tears, sob, effing sob. > >> > >> And then, what really makes me mad, is people mowing their lawns. > >> > >> I mean, here we have this amazing construction of biological > miraculousness, > >> converting sun to sugar, heat to cool, rays to roots, food for myriad > life > >> forms, and people come along with their machines, rendering it inorganic > and > >> useless, chaff to blow away in the wind, soil to disperse to the breeze. > >> Stupid behavior and yet they deem it moral and neighborly to keep their > >> lawns under control. > >> > >> And don't get me started on Roundup. The "organic" herbicide. "It > turns > >> into Fertilizer!" I hear expressed with admiration. > >> > >> Meanwhile, it's starting to appear that the bees are dying from the > >> chemicals we pour into our environment. > >> > >> oh well. > >> > >> At least we'll have nice lawns. > >> > >> around our friggin' graves. > >> Moq_Discuss mailing list > >> Listinfo, Unsubscribing etc. > >> http://lists.moqtalk.org/listinfo.cgi/moq_discuss-moqtalk.org > >> Archives: > >> http://lists.moqtalk.org/pipermail/moq_discuss-moqtalk.org/ > >> http://moq.org/md/archives.html > >> > > Moq_Discuss mailing list > > Listinfo, Unsubscribing etc. > > http://lists.moqtalk.org/listinfo.cgi/moq_discuss-moqtalk.org > > Archives: > > http://lists.moqtalk.org/pipermail/moq_discuss-moqtalk.org/ > > http://moq.org/md/archives.html > > > > ___ > > > Moq_Discuss mailing list > Listinfo, Unsubscribing etc. > http://lists.moqtalk.org/listinfo.cgi/moq_discuss-moqtalk.org > Archives: > http://lists.moqtalk.org/pipermail/moq_discuss-moqtalk.org/ > http://moq.org/md/archives.html > Moq_Discuss mailing list Listinfo, Unsubscribing etc. http://lists.moqtalk.org/listinfo.cgi/moq_discuss-moqtalk.org Archives: http://lists.moqtalk.org/pipermail/moq_discuss-moqtalk.org/ http://moq.org/md/archives.html
