Rob is downstairs feeding the worms. Every night, he grinds up the vegetable peels and rinds in the blender and takes this revolting mixture out to the worms in the back yard. He pours it down on them and then comes back and tells me what they did. If someone poured liquefied vegetable peels and rinds on me, I can tell you what I would do, and it ain’t pretty. But the worms seem to enjoy it, and they are growing to an enormous size. I’m afraid of the day when we eat out and have nothing for them. We’ll come home to find they’ve forced their way into the house and are rooting through the refrigerator, or that they’ve leaked the name of an undercover CIA agent to the press.
07.18.2005
It Has Turned
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That is perhaps the most repulsive thing I've heard in recent memory. Well, at least since you described the behavior of those children at the Potter launch party.
Why is Rob feeding worms?
Can I have some worms for my backyard? Mind are kind of small and wimpy. Although I suppose I could compost.
I don't care what the worms do as long as they give Goblin Foo a wide berth.
And how come, no matter how many times I ask your comments page to save my info, I always have to type it in again? Hmph.
David: asking that question is the way we Older Residents spot a newbug. Goblin's pet will come up with some pseudo-technical rannygazoo but basically he hasn't a clue and neither have any of us.
David: why is Rob feeding worms? Do you have special macrobiotic ones or something?
My compost pile is my obsession, I may have to try that blender trick. The worms in my heap are huge too, something must going good in there :-)
Brian: I doubt if it is. Weren't you the one just talking about wearing shorts with a belt?
Hanuman: The key to sanity around Rob is never asking why he does anything.
Jwer: Ha ha! We have bred superworms!!!
David: Thank you for looking out for Goblin Foo. My comments page has been taken over by superworms, that's why.
Campbell: You make quite a Welcome Wagon. Also, I think they are just regular earthworms that Rob has become fond of.
Coffeedog: Then why don't you marry them? Uh, I mean, yay!
You say Rob comes back and describes 'what the worms did'. What do they do? Writhe in vegetabational bliss? Who knew you could make lube for worms in your blender... :)
Joel: "Vegetabational" may be my favorite word that never was. Anyway, he usually comes back and reports that they just "looked happy," but once he told me about a worm suicide that involved a mad leap from the garden planter, then slipping through a crack between the boards of the deck. It's best not to delve too much into this topic, however.
Hmm, if your backyard resembles the deserts of Dune, I don't think I'll be visitng anytime soon. Unless Sting is there too.
Jen: It does not. It resembles a scene from Land of the Lost.
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