Monday, July 07, 2008

Live and Let Live (Mostly)


Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored!" The cats are hiding in the shrubbery, Decibel the Parrot is temporarily silent, and all hell is breaking loose in the basement! It's waterproofing day.

I'm a live-and-let-live kinda person. Which doesn't mix well with an old house. My solution to the river of water in the basement after each rain was simple enough: I would just not go downstairs until the water receded. Which it always did, because if you pray to King Triton these things get taken care of. What else does he have on his plate? Fixing a wet basement is better than nothing, when you're a bored god.

Alas, wet damp places prove to be fertile ground for ugly black-and-green fluffy stuff of a biological nature. We had a garden in our basement that looked like it oughta be growing in one of those lovely Superfund sites along the turnpike.

I hate to kill ugly black-and-green fluffy stuff. It has a right to life! I feel bad.

Something tells me, though, that ugly black-and-green fluffy stuff is rather like athlete's foot fungus. It will only consider this basement waterproofing job a temporary setback. It'll be ba-aaa-aaa-ck.

Just remember when you step on that pesky picnic ant that you're killing something. Ditto when you pull those weeds out from around your tomato plants.

Tonight I'm going to make some kind of offering of atonement for the death of the ugly black-and-green fluffy stuff.

Something tells me that this particular living organism will not want incense burning on an altar. Perhaps a piece of soaked cardboard in an out-of-the-way location would meet with more approval from the God of Mold.

FROM ANNE
THE MERLIN OF BERKELEY SPRINGS
Photo: Anne's cat, Alpha.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Don't feel bad! That stuff will kill you, just more gradually.

THE Michael said...

Fireants are an invasice species that wasn't here till humans started shipping bananas into Mississippi. Thus, I am working in favor of the balance of nature by LIVING FOR THE DAY THAT I HAVE PERSONALLY DRIVEN EVERY DAMN FIRE ANT TO EXTINCTION.....breath, Michael, breath.....but only only my property, that is.

Sorry, Goddess, I just can't stand fire ants.

yellowdog granny said...

I'm with the michael..fireants got nooo rights...
and rather you kilt the mold before the mold kilt you...

Anne Johnson said...

Mold and fire ants will be with us always -- I think I'd rather have the mold. I would freak over fire ants.

Livia Indica said...

Oh yeah, gotta kill the mold. We had a mold problem in one of our bathrooms and it got so bad that everyone in the house was sick with horrible bronchitis-like congestion and coughing that took months to clear up. And not to mention it wreaks havoc on anyone with allergies. Die mold die!