another quick gardening question...

because you folks helped so fantastically last time! anyone know if you're supposed to stake banana peppers? because there are actually already cute little peppers on the plant, it looks like it's in more duress than the tomato... but the little plant card mentioned nothing of the sort, and a half-hearted websearch reveals very little.

(oh, and the rose has some new leaves unfolding today! yay! i haven't killed it yet! not blooming, either, but dead plants don't make new leaves, right? if it ever blossoms i'll post pics.)

(you know you've been watching far too much buffy when talking about "staking tomatoes" results in violent, dusty mental images... i really need to get a job, eh?)

(and while i'm being silly and adding on multiple parenthetical remarks at the end of the entry, why not... i'm a genuine redneck! i mowed the grass sunday after i drank half a pot of coffee and had nowhere else to put the resulting hyperactivity... unfortunately, i forgot some spots with the sunscreen.)

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i saw the terminal the other night with lu and wayne... and shortly afterwards, i just knew - but couldn't specifically remember - that i'd heard of someone being stuck in an airport like that for a substantial amount of time in real life. and i've kept vaguely remembering that every time i step away from the internet, until now. voila, the story of merhan nasseri, who has been living in charles de gaulle airport since 1988. i remember clearly now, patrick c., who once played quiz bowl for riverdale and thus knows mind-blowing amounts of random trivia, told me to see if i couldn't locate mr. nasseri when i was heading out to be an exchange student.