It Begins.......

I didn't make it back on Wednesday and then had a super weird day on Thursday and didn't do much of anything outside of work. I binged on some X-Files while the getting was good, downed five episodes to kickoff season three. I unexpectedly went out for dinner on Wednesday with a colleague who was travelling in the area, which was quite nice. We watched some playoff hockey, which was exciting. He is a big fan of les bleus, blancs et rouges so it was pretty fun to see his reaction on the many goals in a tight and fast paced game. Good food too, thanks Kelsey's, your fake chicken was outstanding. I had a thought in the weirdness storm that was my Thursday when I saw a certain product sticker in a commercial. It really tied back into the Matrix movie and made me appreciate how neat that story actually is. What if it was all fake, but fantastic. Do I care? Should I care? What if the "real" is terrible but healthier in some marginal way, like you are fifteen pounds heavier on average than otherwise. This feels suspiciously like the 24th conversation episode that will be posted next week (shameless self promotion). You could keep that fifteen pounds at bay with more exercise or going out of your way to pay for something more expensive and rare. This is a bad example because then people are going to think that I'm talking about organic vs conventional food and I'm not, they are equivalent in every way according to hundreds of peer reviewed scientific studies. Let's shake it up like Taylor Swift, what if the air we breathe caused us to gain that fifteen pounds and breathing something else of a different gas ratio, something tailored in a lab (a word which scares people needlessly nowadays) didn't cause the weight, but it cost more and was hard to get it. Would we bother? I don't know, this is turning rambly and I'm not philosophical enough to be treading into these waters. Just wanted to noodle on something while I'm typing and then not bother to re-read or edit it. I can do that, it's my site. Get your own!

The title refers to something else entirely. Yesterday I broke my first ground of the spring season. Since I was unable to deal with my corn stover residue last fall in the field, I have to do it this spring. I'm planning to go back to work tomorrow to get some more done. It would be neat if I got this round done before any rain happened then I could fertilize and tickle in after that. I tickle with a cultivator in case you were wondering or nosey. Anyways, the stressful spring rush has begun for me. I've got about six weeks of running around getting it together to look forward to. I'm hoping I can find the time and energy to keep this up better than the last two days. Keep coming back, it fuels me. Just like potentially fake food or natural air and an extra fifteen pounds!