Thursday, August 09, 2001

In a bold move by the crabgrass cartel to halt my development of the lawn of the future they seem to have scattered patches of this eyesore all over my front yard. This would have been better played earlier in the year because crabgrass does have some appeal but I am officially tommycloverseed and am in no mood to change. I did find myself amazed at the ultra green color holding up in this extreme heat but the mighty clover is just as robust. So, nice try crabgrass guys, but you’ll have to find yourselves another shill. Speaking of lawns, I am more than willing to rent my backyard out to any interested film crews. Right now it would make a perfect “hostile alien world” of “post apocalyptic landscape”. Come on by and scout it for yourselves. 12:00:00 AM    says you