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If you want to know how it all began, click HERE for the FIRST entry. At the top of each post you can click "NEXT ENTRY" and so on. It might make a bit more sense that way, and you might stumble upon one of my better postings in case this one sorta just sucks! CLICK HERE for a RANDOM ENTRY. Sunday, Oct. 02, 2005 - 6:22 P.M. The WB One year, a year that suffered from heavy drought and extreme heat, a farmer worried about his field of beans. Sure that his crops were ruined, he set about the task of trying to salvage what little he could. Gone were the clusters of lush green plants heavy with legumes. Instead, dehydrated anemic stems offered long, limp, pale yellow/white tendrils. Desperate to keep himself out of bankruptcy, he gathered the pale bounty into baskets, and brought them to the table. He stared at the pitiful things for quite a while, calling upon his college botany days to help. He braved a wee nibble, and was encouraged that they were not bitter. In fact, they were a bit pale tasting, much like their color. In fact, they tasted a bit like they looked. They tasted like wax. "Hey!" he exclaimed. "I'll call them....pale whitish-yellow caused-by-drought beans!" He went bankrupt. A year later, the corporation that bought his farm harvested those same beans, hired a P.R. firm, and after an opinion panel tested such terms as "crayola bean," "candle bean," and "tasteless wick bean," the decided on the "wax bean." And they fooled the people and became filthy rich. Won't you PLEASE leave your feedback here? 1 readers left their mark on this one!
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