May 2, 1999
Biomass IV: Algae of Doom
As he mucked it out, he decided that a good title for a B-horror movie would be Biomass. We batted that around for a bit, having fun with it. All the algae and decaying plant matter he was dumping on the rocks behind the pool (sounds awful, but it's one of those "invisible" areas mostly overhung by the deck) would get up and ooze its way to New York.
But it's not easy making it in the Big Apple, so the Biomass realized that it had two choices. It could become a lawyer or go around killing people. The two options were pretty much of a sameness, but you have to go to school for ages to become a lawyer, so the Biomass decided to just kill people. Especially lawyers because it was jealous of them.
(No offense to the nice lawyers out there, btw. I've got an uncle who's a lawyer.)
In another plot line, Mark sprinkles his ornamental grass seeds on the Biomass and that's what causes it to head for New York. (Why, we don't know--who can fathom the mind of a Biomass?) New York tries to sue us for the damage Biomass causes, but we countersue them for stealing our Biomass and our Ornamental Grasses. They retort that they don't want them and we should come get them if we're so put out about the loss. We fire back that transport and transport costs are their responsibility (including shipping insurance). While the case is tied up in court for years, Biomass continues to devour New York, growing like the Blob.
I ought to be planting things now, but it's so nice just reading out here in the sun. I'm so glad Mark decided that cleaning the pool is a Mark's job (as opposed to "a man's job" since we're quite upfront about why we divide jobs certain ways, and it has more to do with ability--and distaste for certain jobs--than gender)--I offered to help but he turned me down. He's a prince.
small musings on webs past and future
"Let there be more joy and laughter in your living."
There, between the trees--