flora update & dirt bowls

in beed's last post approximately three years ago he promised a photo of his flora in full bloom. those jobbers are really funny. in the late evening when the sun is dropping every one of them are leaning in that direction. they look like little bocas (mouths) pleading with the sol (sun)....just one more little drink of light......pleeeeeeease!

the ones below separate beed's lawn from his neighbor's lawn. we are both careful when we mow not to cut 'em. if you notice they are not pure yellow like the ones next to beed's fence. obviously somewhere along there family tree there was an interracial marriage with some orange folks. yes, there was definately an orange-man in the woodpile. and beed is sure people whispered about it at family gatherings. they're probably accepted these days. beed don't give a rats ass who they been knocking boots with, they just add some summer color to his ojos (eyes) when he's touring the estate.

do ya'll remember this photo? it was beed's piscina (pool) after he drained it. rough as a cob, huh?

check out what a little beed elbow grease......screw dat....about 971 megajoules of beed elbow grease can accomplish. viola.....don't even look like the same place does it.

yesterday was a chillin' day for beed. he took his son miguel (michael) and his cousin guillermo (william) down to watch some dirt bowl hoops at b.g. parks and rec. we fueled up at crack-donalds for some grub and made it there before 9 'o clock.

beed's old coaching buddy had put together a team of a bunch of 8th and 7th graders that we had coached when they were 8-11 years old. all of these boys had gone on to make their middle school teams. they had a tight game but their press wore the other team down and they eventually pulled out win at the end.

it was a good time and beed hugged a bunch of kids that he hadn't seen in a little bit. yes beed got much love and it almost made him want to get back into coaching.

stayed and watched some of the big boys plays. it was pretty high level ballin' goin' on. the boys were gettin' restless so we returned to the casa and chilled a couple hours. one of the parents on the warren county southern 11-12 year old all star team had called beed friday and invited him to watch them play.

beed had coached several of these kids when they were younger and they have quite a nice team. if they can get past owensboro southern (a machine) they could easily win state and maybe do some damage in the regional.

it was steamin' hot out there but beed and the boys took the game in. they run-ruled warren county north in 4 innings. north's defense was atrocious and led to so many of the south's runs. then it was chill time back at the casa.

hope everyone is havin' a great summer. beed needs to get off his ass cuz that lawn damn sure ain't gonna cut itself today. that reminds beed of one of the funniest quotes he's seen on a myspace. one of the h.h. college posters had his quote on myspace as "i wish my lawn were emo so it would cut itself"

now beed knows that's twisted as hell and cutting oneself is not to be scoffed at but owning a college aged kid himself beed can attest to the laziness of one of these creatures and that's one of the reasons that quote is so funny to beed.