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Tuesday May 10, 2005
The Dandelions, Episodes V and VI

I thought I would give a quick update on the war of the flowers.

After I discovered the technique of levering the little beggars out of the ground with a spade, I made it my mission uproot every weed in the yard that dared to produce a flower. That went well for about 2 days. Then the dandelions struck back.

First, the mosquitos started providing air support. I grew up in Mississippi, where the mosquito is the state bird, so I'm pretty much immune to mosquitos. I thought. The mosquitos over here are something different. Normally with a bite from an American mosquito, if I leave it alone, it will go away in a couple of hours. Here I was bitten twice on my left calf while pulling dandelions, and my entire lower leg turned red and ached for 5 days. 10 days later, I still have ichy knots where I was bitten!

Second, the dandelions started using decoys. There are a bunch of weeds in the grass while look like dandelions, but aren't. Granted, all the weeds need to be pulled, but since the dandelions are time critical (I have to get them before they go to seed.), it's to their advantage for me to waste my time pulling up other types of weeds.

The final straw was when they broken my spade. The strain of turning up the amount of dirt required to get a good bit of the root was more than the spade could handle. After bending back a few times and being straightened back out, the metal started to give way. I gave up before the head completely fell off, but it won't take much more stress to get there.

The dandelions had won a reprieve, as I was spadeless. The following weekend my wife and I went to the Bauhaus, the German equivalent of Home Depot. There I found something I had never seen before. I forget exactly what it was called. Unkräutersteller, or something like that. (This is an example of the beautiful simplicity of the German language. "Kräuter" is the word for "herbs." "Unkräuter" is the word for "weeds." Weeds are exactly not herbs. I love it!) It was rather like a spade, except longer, more narrow, and with a forked tip. The label said it was specifically for uprooting long rooted weeds. Needless to say I bought it immediately.

With the return of the spade (or whatever the thing is called in English) the dandelions didn't stand a chance. Wow! This new spade thingy is amazing. I get more of the root with less effort that with a normal spade. Often I actually get the whole root, all the way down to the tip. Now that's German efficiency!

The little yellow monsters keep popping there heads up, but so far I've been able to pull then fast enough that they can't form a beachhead. I expect that, if I can stay focused, I might actually be able to rid the yard of broadleafed weeds before the summer gets here.

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Chasing the Wakey-wakey Dragon

I was never a coffee drinker. Actually, quite the opposite. I hated the stuff. Sure I could add enough milk and sugar to make it palatable, but then that's not really coffee. My rule has always been that if I won't drink it black, I'm not going to drink it at all. So, coffee stayed for me a purely utilitarian beverage. When the alternative was falling asleep when I really should be awake, a nice, big, disgusting cup of black coffee was my solution. With this mindset, I was able to avoid following in my father's footsteps for many, many years. (My father is retired navy. His daily coffee consumption is better measured in pots than in cups.)

Then I moved to Europe.

It all started innocently enough. On lazy a afternoon or after a filling dinner, a cappuccino at a cafe or restaurant was a very pleasant way to make sure I was awake enough to drive home. I swear it was only for the caffeine, but I discovered that the coffee here in Europe is actually pretty good. After a while, I noticed that I was craving a cappuccino even at times when I was wide awake.

The point of no return was when my wife bought us a small cappucino maker (completely manual, for about 15 EUR) so we could have cappuccinos at home. I started making cappuccinos for breakfast, for dinner, for dessert. Pretty soon, I didn't even need a reason. This morning, I think I hit rock bottom. I pulled out the french press we bought at a flea market, because the cappuccino maker wasn't fast enough. What's bad it that I didn't even make a cappuccino; I made coffee. What's worse is that I enjoyed it. I even had a second cup.

I still refuse to label myself as a coffee drinker. I'm just a casual coffee consumer and a social coffee drinker. I can stop any time I want. I swear. Could you pass me the cream and sugar, please?

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