The Infinite Ramblings of April Compo

The Infinite Ramblings of April Compo

Friday, September 2, 2011

Conversate

My  mom thinks "conversate" is a word. It should be, but it would cause adverse effects to the word converse, which would then only be used as a shoe brand name. My mom only says the word "conversate" with a more-than-usual southern, or hick, accent. Ah! Why aren't we powering our houses with wind and sun? Why do we need so much? I want to reduce everything so much as of late. I'm so glad we have compost, we just throw our food scraps in a pile and... what's THIS? A couple tomato plants? A few bell pepper stalks? There was no intention, but we'll take it and make salsa, fool. There is a strong pull on me to get chickens, but I don't know about that. Stayed tuned for updates. Wow, I really enjoyed conversating with you today...

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