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Achewood => Achewood => Topic started by: wombat on February 01, 2010, 02:04:00 am
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O ye of little faith.
http://www.achewood.com/index.php?date=01312010 (http://www.achewood.com/index.php?date=01312010)
"Dirt ain't exactly nature's choosiest substance when it comes to havin' recently been other stuff" was my first choice but it's too long.
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A good strip, but like Ray, I just got a great idea out of this hastily documented buggary: we should only read one panel per day, and make a thread based on that. This strip could have lasted like almost two weeks, and would have killed.
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Check out Pat all being like Pat and Ray all being Ray-like!
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I am... stuck here on whether that was a really oblique reference to THE BIG CHILL or not wherein Jeff Goldblum plays a dude who is marked as a sell-out because he writes Pleasant Topics for "People" magazine.
I am also stuck on the idea of whether this is "nine days funny" or not. It might well be funny enough for "one day funny" but...
Oh man, we're back to debating how much analysis of the creative process has to do with appreciating the work, huh?
(However: "Vince from Spain" is a great comedy name for a clothing designer.)
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Many great lines in this one, and I like the classic "Ray writing in his diary" ending panel.
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Man.
The thing is, Pat is right. Having worked someplace where we composted, you have to follow a system or else you just end up with... disgusting rotting food.
I mean, sure, it will eventually turn to dirt, but not in a very pleasant way.
My friend still talks about the day she volunteered for "garden duty" which ended up being emptying out shovelful after shovelful of rotting food and maggots out of our old compost pile, which people had not been using properly.
Ray is showing a kind of rage that I sometimes feel, though, where it's like... I am trying, this should be easy, I should be able to do this in this way and have it work. I should be able to do this one stupid thing and be a hero.
But that isn't how life works, Ray. It is too bad that you can't just put the dishes in the dishwasher with crusted-on ketchup, because goddamnit why do we have a fuck*ng dishwasher if it can't clean a plate, but like... being really mad that it is stupid doesn't mean it will start working due to your stubbornness.
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But on the next level, Dan, there's the simple fact that in a lot of situations... especially urban situations where neither talking cat is actually going to be growing much of his own food... where composting is just a wank to feel like you're Making A Difference and whether you get it wrong or get it right, it kind of doesn't even matter. Right or wrong, it doesn't really accomplish all that much, either way.
I think this is more of what the comedy is getting at.
Both of them are ridiculous, kinda.
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g "vince of spain
result: COMEDY
http://trifoiler.forum-free.org/trifoiler-for-sale-f3/trifoiler-in-madrid-9500-euros-t5.htm
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I hate that attitude, hate it to hell.
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I am also stuck on the idea of whether this is "nine days funny" or not. It might well be funny enough for "one day funny" but...
Me, I just read the comic when there is a comic and if it is funny I laugh. If there is a week without comic, so it goes.
This was funny. I laughed.
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Many great lines in this one, and I like the classic "Ray writing in his diary" ending panel.
You can tell it's his diary because he isn't wearing his blogging crown. Plus he says "dear diary."
I'm now considering anything I don't agree with to be "an affront to the dignity of [topic]!"
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Many great lines in this one, and I like the classic "Ray writing in his diary" ending panel.
all doogie howser music playing in the background
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But on the next level, Dan, there's the simple fact that in a lot of situations... especially urban situations where neither talking cat is actually going to be growing much of his own food... where composting is just a wank to feel like you're Making A Difference and whether you get it wrong or get it right, it kind of doesn't even matter. Right or wrong, it doesn't really accomplish all that much, either way.
I think this is more of what the comedy is getting at.
Both of them are ridiculous, kinda.
I'm not too experienced with compost. My dad has a compost pile at his house. And once upon a time my mom had a compost pile at hers. However, it strikes me that stinking, rotting food is not really what you're going for. Whether you're growing food or not, your neighbors are not going to appreciate a compost pile that stinks (and I don't think they need to stink). My understanding is that you really do not want animal products--especially meat--in the mix. I know that there are ratios and such involved in making nice soil, but I think the main think is to avoid bad smell and rats.
Also, my understanding is that there is not enough air and water in most landfills for even organic waste (organic in the carbon sense) to decompose in a timely manner. As such, the composter is Making A Difference in regards to their environmental impact. Sure, there is probably ego involved, but there is ego involved in most anything.
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Why not let the rats eat.
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I've composted exactly like Ray is composting and it worked just fine. There is going to be a transitional period between last nights dinner scraps and next years potting soil, that it inevitable. But it's gonna happen, trust me. I dare you to try and stop it from happening.
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Why not let the rats eat.
Because then you get cats coming in to eat the rats and coyotes coming to eat the cats and before you know it you are standing on top of the compost heap fighting bears with a rake.
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Man, fuck not having an ego about shit. Fuck that to Hell.
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I'm pretty sure the correct title was "A poorly thought out phone call." But I will defer to the wisdom of my betters.
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Because then you get cats coming in to eat the rats and coyotes coming to eat the cats and before you know it you are standing on top of the compost heap fighting bears with a rake.
fuck yeah. this.
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I'm down with y'all about compost but I'm amazed no one else has liked 'ultra-local micro-crops' yet.
That's just an excellent phrase.
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I'm pretty sure the correct title was "A poorly thought out phone call." But I will defer to the wisdom of my betters.
Well, that wouldn't have distinguished it from probably almost every phone call Ray has ever made.
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We've composted for years using the Smuckles/McRae plan. No bears yet.
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I felt bad for the dirt that got yelled at.
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what we need now is a special compost heap for scared dirt.
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Because then you get cats coming in to eat the rats and coyotes coming to eat the cats and before you know it you are standing on top of the compost heap fighting bears with a rake.
I'm now picturing oball's pig avatar using a rake to sword fight with Steve from Daisy Own on top of a trash heap. Perhaps th sentient trash-heap from Fraggle Rock.
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I just noticed on re-reading that there is a continues note. :)
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Is it bad if your compost gets maggots? Mine did and lordy it was gross ... but then a couple weeks later they were gone, but my yard didn't seem to have any more flies than usual at the height of summer, and they had turned a bunch of old fruit into nice black poop. Which I thought was the point of the whole thing.
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Yeah, my compost got hell of maggots this year, but it didn't seem to be a problem when dumping it on the garden in the late fall.
I am trying to stir that thing more often, and add more leaves. But when it's ridiculously cold like it is right now, it's hard to motivate myself to go out back and dig in the compost bin.
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im sure the baby fly worms are perfect for providing nutrients for dirt and plants.
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I guess the main problem with having maggots was that our base-camp smelled like rotting flesh and maggots. this compost pile was serving over 100 people, so it got pretty rancid pretty fast when we weren't being careful about what we put in.
Which is kind of a problem when you are trying to teach kids that composting and gardening are fun.
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Welp, I'm off to a composting seminar. Seriously.
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I compost. There is nothing like opening up my composter, in the middle of the Canadian winter, and seeing the steam rising off of it. It's all like "Fuck yeah! I am composting, and I am doing it right, mutha fucka!" Who knew rotting vegitation could be so damn satifying.
Also, at the University I used to work at, the compost program accepted all food waste, including meat and dairy, which was just disgusting to me... What the hell? I don't want to be any where near where they process that stuff.
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I think you can compost meat and dairy as long as there's a LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT of plant material in there.
In "The Omnivore's Dilemma," at Joel Salatin's farm they compost the blood of slaughtered chickens, by mixing it with a crapload of sawdust from their milling operation.
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Salatin is probably the coolest person ever. SO COOL.
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Ray's Compost Heap (http://www.flickr.com/photos/pmcd9/4331226576/).
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I didn't even put meat or cheese in to get maggots. The maggots were just like, "So what if an overrripe melon is food? I ain't buggin."
A fly lays an egg. Dirt is born.