Oh. And the blueberries.

The blueberries are doing fine, knock on wood.

I always knock on wood. Or say, "Lord willing." Or something to be humble. Because I actually am pretty superstitious. "God-fearing." Or whatever that is.

That's one reason Jesus told you not to be judgey. Because nine times outta ten, you're gonna be slap wrong about whomever you're getting judgey about. Jesus was pretty smart. But I'm not ever going to think about Him the way you do, or believe in Him the exact same way you do either, so don't bother trying to talk to me about it. And I ain't gonna be your brownie points for Jesus, as in don't bother thinking I'm some kind of lost soul and you're going to be the one responsible for leading me to the Lord, I've already been led, I'm not your source for witness points or whatever, go witness to somebody else, 'cause I got your Jesus HANGIN', is what the deal is. I got plenty of Jesus. I got enough Jesus for both you AND me and you ain't one tad superior to me along them lines. Got it? Boundaries! Boundaries are healthy! Even Jesus boundaries! And if you demonize me, I'll just turn around and demonize you right back! Eye for eye! Tit for tat! No judging!!!!

Damn. Just have to EXPLAIN to SOME people. We could save soooo much time if we just didn't even have to do this. It's so ignernt anyway. Who cares about your religion? It's about like, kinda, who cares about what toothpaste you use? All just about the same to me. Just don't oppress me with either your toothpaste ads OR your religious stuff and we'll get along fine.

And don't get manipulative on me, not one shred, not one smidgeny-tad-tiny-tad-smidgen. I'll call you on it every single time. I'm sofa king tired of that shit. I don't go for the hard sell. Or the soft one, most times. (Boundaries again! Trouble with boundaries throughout most of your life will make you this way.)

I think I said something to this effect in the first part of this blog. Well it still holds.

I am also building two giant octopuses in the back yard out of old leftover wood that was cut down from the property at various times. They're cool. It's a great activity, trudging back and forth across the yard with bundles of sticks instead of watching TV. I don't even have a TV so I kinda have not much choice about that. I like octopuses. I want to put a huge octopus tentacle reaching over the roof, so that when people drive by they'll gasp and say What the hayull was THAT. I've also decided to name my place Surrealist Acres. My friend Laura came up with that name.

I'll have to get someone to make the huge octopus roof tentacle out of rubber or plastic or something. Or order one online if they have one big enough, and have somebody go up on a ladder to attach it. Hell, I might even do one for the back of the house too, if the first one works.

Short video: Welcome to Surrealist Acres! (And then cut to this huge barn shaped like a peach, with a couple of stray dogs coming out of it or whatnot.)

Yes I do actually have friends.

Thanks, Laura. Surrealist Acres is the place for me.