yeah, that's ol' colonel corn, we all just call him pop.

so far the new plants are still alive, but one of the older ones is looking a bit dim. my old man was like - we should repot that plant. and by "we" he meant "ace" so i was a sport and i did, but i don't think the plant enjoyed the adventure any more than i did. i am not sure what is the point of repotting but i think it pretty much annoyed the plant.

also on the move, jesse james. he's moving to austin, tx, which is where sandra bullock lives. according to a source quoted in people magazine, "in a perfect world, he wants sandra to be back in his life how things were before this mess, but he's starting to grasp reality a bit more and the realization that it's going to take a lot longer and a lot more than he thought to bring things back to what they were. i don't think he's giving up." let's see... what has ol' jesse been up to in the way of repairing things... hmmm... let's see... oh, here is something: he spent the weekend in las vegas with celebrity tattoo artist kat von d. a weekend with a celebrity tattoo artist. yeah, that should go a long way to fixing things up with sandra.

in other news updates, the FDA checked in at that iowa egg farm that recalled the bazillion eggs this week and what did they find? 8ft piles of poo. eight. feet. how in the hello does poo get 8ft high?? that is not a casual occurance nor an accident. someone piled that poo up. and, so the inspectors arrive at your egg farm where you've stacked up some poo 8ft high, and what do you do then? you put a dress on the poo pile and get cousin jeb to stand beside it and pretend he's married to it? c'mon folks, even jeb isn't married to an 8ft poo pile. you simply cannot hide 8ft piles of poo.