Last night some mycellium reached out to me as I was falling asleep because of a temperature threshold that had been crossed, there are several mushrooms that like the cold, like enokitake, oysters and blewits, although I found enoki on the tree on my street when it was still warm out.
But most people associate mushrooms with warmer weather so I was questioned about what I was doing up there, especially because I got the feeling Jason was walking by, and he's my favorite of the forages that I look for, it can be hard to hide that sometimes, and whenever we'd just drift into each other, there's always a cop. There's rarely a cop when I have to tell someone to hang up the phone and leave me alone I'm not home.
Anyway, I always try to pick something whenever I go into anywhere, I took a couple of coltsfoot leaves. Yesterday when I got a couple of blewits and some puffballs I also ate some blue berries with droop seeds that are kinda the local acai but are actually some kind of sloe.
So, while wives and husbands cant connect in the world, Jason was saying that he's ok with one brother in my regular snuggle, and a Dad (Mom says I need to make an effort to send him to her if he ever gets into that kind of a mood, he says in an infinite universe anything is possible that its unlikely) but nephews need to be pretty messed up and its medicinal purposes only. And every time the cops try to interfere in our relationship, which is not physical at this time because of how I got a brother the last time, the whore population needs to be thinned again by whatever means we can throw at them. And the trick population as well.
When I was a kid I really thought "dating" meant trying to get married, when Becky actually got married that only reinforced that thought, now I think the cops are really trying to interfere with married people. I'm not kidding at all.
Anyway, I need to sort out Cthulhu a little but not too much. The situation where we lack people to do various jobs officially in the day time is still a very important issue. (seriously when a cop gets lost on her way to work and bothers me I need to say something about it its a small thing to treat me like a relevant law abiding citizen who is easy to identify in a crowd, failure to do this will tend to generate failure to stay undercover). I really want to say something to the man who just called me a whore and tried to report me to the staff for patting down a blowing hair that came from a breeze that the staff member also responded to in the same way.
Anyway, last night it was dark at 6:30 when I went for an evening walk. Men were walking with flashlights and I thought I saw a "glowworm" in some bushes, just a flash of light down in the shrubbery, like turning on a penlight briefly. I thought about how damp and cold it must be for those girls, they mistake me for a man several times a day on normal days. I'm thinking one of our social problems can be best solved with a pair of scissors. the guy who just got up tried really hard to get my attention, I just turned my headphones up.
I'm thinking of asking at the desk if I can make a pa announcement that I'm personally not a prostitute and if the guys who come in here every day to hook up would leave me alone I'd appreciate it but they'd just act ignorant.
He was bald and wearing kind of an army green shirt and just went over by the movies. I can't even look at the movies without getting hit on either by a john or a cop.
Anyway, there's been a slight workload reduction and before the tide rushes in to fill the gap, I wanted to talk about coordinating roadside planting so that people with any sense can survive what is not going to be resolved for some time. Maybe in a few more generations as more stupidity has time to purge out of the population we can work on some more organized way of getting herbal treatments to people who have not been specialized in their collection and cataloging, but for now they need to remain available to people who cant do anything else but pick weeds who figure out that they need to do so. (someone sprayed some kind of really make people angry gas, people all over the building were getting very angry for a few minutes simultaneous with several creepy men in green trying to get my attention) My coat is green.
So we don't want to preserve stupidity any longer that it needs to exist.
I touched a weird mushroom yesterday, growing on an oak near the creek, I think it was a jackolantern, it was a large spongey thing, huge and there were a bunch of them, it had faded to brown and black, looked like a massive chanterelle in shape, I suspect its bioluminecent when it first emerges. The large fungus is known to the glowworms like Heather.
Anyway, I'm very smart about complicated people. No one I know is more complicated than Jason, but a lot of people are only somewhat less complex and havent met anyone who understands them as comprehensively as me, the closest thing I come to prostitution is discussing the issue with these men using intermediaries and social configurations to send ideas to them, and if they aren't relatives the discussion is about a change in their status.
I've been looking at the woods when mushrooms are unlikely because I want to see what unlikely looks like and add it to my information matrix. People try to act like this is suspicious and I am saying that their suspicion is suspicious.
So Dad has said that he is making some writings apparent to some groups of night workers and whichever set generates the best proposal for coordinated roadside planting and scrub area management so that medicinal plants are available to people like me will be promoted to significant day work, the rest might be offered other opportunities in the future, but medicine is very important to a lot of us who consider budgetary issues because if people don't become frail and maintain range of motion it cuts medicare and medicaid costs they said on NPR this morning, though canned mushrooms should be added to the list of things people need to do.
