[lit-ideas] Re: Everything wooly is lamb

There are gerundic, or is that geriatric, moments when I think about people who grow companies. The latter activity I imagine happening in rows, like lettuce or carrots. 

"How is the business plan coming?"
"The last frost set it back a bit but I see signs of sprouts. If we can keep the rabbits out a little while longer I think it might develop into a pretty good thing." 

"GM, maybe?"
"We did a little cross pollination, but no genetic modification that I can recall.
Crabbing was successful. We only got one huge one, but there was plenty to feed those people we'd invited to dinner. Another grand evening. 

On my mind tonight is the story
http://www.oregonlive.com/oregonian/stories/index.ssf?/base/news/ 1191038123224070.xml&coll=7
of a student who discovered that a college administration can be careless with its computer files. His name is Loving; the dean of students' name is Fuchs. The moral of the tale? Shoot the messenger. I feel particularly sorry for the faculty member who advised the student, but I'm guessing that a lawsuit is in the offing.
Does anyone here ever listen to "the Splendid Table"? It's on our public radio on a Sunday, just as we're cooking dinner. Tonight they talked about burgoo, which is apparently what people in Western Kentucky, and elsewhere, do with meats...squirrel and so on. Why was I intrigued? Because apparently what's wrong with the broad-leafed maple trees in our garden is not a fungus. The die-off that caused me to get an arborist in on Friday for a consultation is caused by squirrels eating the bark. 

Stew anyone?
The program also talked of barbecued mutton. "Mutton," right here in 'murica, the land in which everything wooly is defined as lamb. 

David Ritchie
getting ready for tomorrow in
Portland, Oregon


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