tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861874.post115749802641900295..comments2024-01-08T13:44:54.771-08:00Comments on Dizgraceland: The suburban jungleTimehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07838683246636045823noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861874.post-1157774067762732722006-09-08T20:54:00.000-07:002006-09-08T20:54:00.000-07:00Cherish, fall is one of my favorite seasons as wel...Cherish, fall is one of my favorite seasons as well. No more lawns. But now I have to get out the leaf sucker. Sigh.Timehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07838683246636045823noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861874.post-1157593437864738992006-09-06T18:43:00.000-07:002006-09-06T18:43:00.000-07:00Shandi,The next step would have been daisy pin whe...Shandi,<BR/>The next step would have been daisy pin wheels, pink flamingos and gnomes. Neighbor peer pressure isn't always pretty. :)Timehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07838683246636045823noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861874.post-1157587605468403042006-09-06T17:06:00.000-07:002006-09-06T17:06:00.000-07:00When I was a homeowner (briefly) I was sucked into...When I was a homeowner (briefly) I was sucked into the same trap. I became so competetive. I trimmed my hedges to look like minature "Lord of the Ring" trees (or should I say ents?). Anyway, sure enough a couple of weeks later, the neighbors also trimmed their hedges to look exactly the same. Then I put in some red lava rock between the hedges. Guess what? So did they. Soooo you see, it really does work.Naughti Biscottihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11954505278010003963noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861874.post-1157579749232955562006-09-06T14:55:00.000-07:002006-09-06T14:55:00.000-07:00R.An admirable suggestion. However, in the democra...R.<BR/>An admirable suggestion. However, in the democracy that is our home, Tess' vote not likely be cast for elephant grass. She's kind of traditional in that way. I've had to convince her to allow clover to live.Timehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07838683246636045823noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861874.post-1157579082581364902006-09-06T14:44:00.000-07:002006-09-06T14:44:00.000-07:00You might expect me to suggest using a robot to mo...You might expect me to suggest using a robot to mow your lawn but you would be mistaken (not that you couldn't easily build one of course.) Instead I'll suggest you tear up all the turf except for a nice round easy to trim area where you go to drink your wine and swat mosquitoes. The rest plant with elephant grass. It requires no mowing and grows 6 feet tall. It has sharp leaves that repel intruders of all kinds. Weeds won't grow underneath since there is little sunlight. As a bonus you can get a machete and pretend you're in a real jungle hacking your way to secret treasures.R.https://www.blogger.com/profile/03774469060066226829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861874.post-1157524388551109812006-09-05T23:33:00.000-07:002006-09-05T23:33:00.000-07:00Kristy,I do notice that about our cats as well. An...Kristy,<BR/><BR/>I do notice that about our cats as well. And we have the added bonus of having cats that should have been named after Linda Blair. We vacuum, they vomit.Timehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07838683246636045823noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861874.post-1157518675985239922006-09-05T21:57:00.000-07:002006-09-05T21:57:00.000-07:00Ah, the futility of yard work. I actually prefer y...Ah, the futility of yard work. I actually prefer yard work to house work. No one (except the grass) can come along behind you and un-mow the lawn the way they can un-vacuum a carpet. Or, perhaps a better example (since you have cats too) would be they way nothing stimulates a cat's bladder as immediately as the smell of a clean litter box. Ever noticed that? Now THERE'S some futility.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861874.post-1157514119914468432006-09-05T20:41:00.000-07:002006-09-05T20:41:00.000-07:00Hayden,I will break the lawn's spirit. I am Lord T...Hayden,<BR/>I will break the lawn's spirit. I am Lord Tim. And don't get Lights started on bunnies.<BR/><BR/>THE Michael,<BR/>I'd say somebody has a case of the Monday's but since this is Tuesday I'd have to say it was just you being you. :)Timehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07838683246636045823noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861874.post-1157510603540659782006-09-05T19:43:00.000-07:002006-09-05T19:43:00.000-07:00A slave to your lawn.....how pathetic. Now, be su...A slave to your lawn.....how pathetic. Now, be sure to overdose it with lots of fertilizer and pesticides, as well as herbicides, fungicides, and anything that moves-acides. Keep it trimmed at all times to exactly half an inch so that it's boringly uniform thru out the yard, making sure to trim any stray blade that leans over onto the driveway is brutally cut back by a motorized trimmer. Oh, and don't worry about any body of fresh water nearby, the algea blooms just THRIVE on that runoff! Besides, being on city water, you don't have to worry much about contaminating the water table below you. The city will clean out all the contaminates before it charges you to pipe it back into your house....well....most of it, anyway.<BR/><BR/>And don't EVEN consider ruining the "charactor" of your neighborhood by putting solar panels on your roof.........that would be sooooooo pedestrian.<BR/><BR/>sorry, I hate lawns. Goats love them, tho, at least while they last.....grin.Alex Pendragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15877845166621794334noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861874.post-1157508678819361922006-09-05T19:11:00.000-07:002006-09-05T19:11:00.000-07:00Lights,All we are is dust in the wind. Or you are ...Lights,<BR/>All we are is dust in the wind. Or you are the wind beneath my sails. I always get those two confused.<BR/><BR/>Iridethebus, Is Rod Zombie Rob Zombie's brother? Rod Zombie sounds like a porn star. But then that would explain how he landed the job on Pee-Wee's Playhouse.Timehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07838683246636045823noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861874.post-1157508647062681442006-09-05T19:10:00.000-07:002006-09-05T19:10:00.000-07:00Tamed, tim? Tamed? I don't think so. Chopped of...Tamed, tim? Tamed? I don't think so. Chopped off at their weedy knees, perhaps, but never tamed. You know it, as does Jess, and you listen to them flex their roots while you hide behind the glass. <BR/><BR/>(lights, I know EXACTLY what you mean. Just do what I do, post signs at your door "dust bunnies are a protected species" and your friends will admire you. Really. You can trust me on this.)Haydenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02758977872663382006noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7861874.post-1157505498157432332006-09-05T18:18:00.000-07:002006-09-05T18:18:00.000-07:00Rod Zombie worked on "Pee-Wee's Playhouse."Rod Zombie worked on "Pee-Wee's Playhouse."Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com