I said earlier that I wasn’t going to get to play with my new weed wacker until tomorrow. But I lied.

Around 3pm or so the rain cleared and never came back. So I changed my schedule around to accommodate a workout that was unplanned (did chest & back yesterday; usually too sore to do shoulders the following day), and in between sets I managed to get in some wacking of weeds. Yes, now the back and front yards are completely edged, and everything’s looking just that much better! Yay.



Organic Chicken: it haz a flavur
You know those jokes, everything tastes like chicken, chicken tastes like everything, everything tastes like nothing…? Well if you’d never eaten fresh, organic, free-range chicken, you might agree with this. God knows we (me and The Girl) did. She so much as disliked chicken before.

But now? Now it’s a staple. We don’t even marinate it. Just throw it on the grill, baste it, and serve. It’s that good. Its has an actual taste, so once you get below the top layer that actually absorbed the baste, it still tastes wonderful.

Really. You should try it. Remember, though: Organic, free-range. Those are important. They will make all the difference. Trust me. Trust the ‘bob.

Peace.


PostScript: The “it haz a flavur" is slang from “teh intarwebs,” in reference to “lolcats.” just in case you were wondering. You weren’t but I thought I’d share.

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