Darwin Awards

"The Darwin Awards honor those who improve our gene pool... By removing themselves from it."

Seriously, though. These guys are really dumb. They die in a horrible way, but yet, somehow, in a very comical fashion. You usually don't feel sad that one of these persons has been relieved of their life... you feel like justice has been served. Sounds a little macabre? Yes, but it's all in the delivery.

In other news, we might not start harvest until next week. I love rain delays, because honestly, the ground needs it. Moisture is good.

Update: This Darwin award wasn't so much funny as it was spooky. I'm talking near-campfire quality spooky. Of course, I'm easily spooked: Gasp! A red car! Seriously, though, here is the Darwin Award link: Booby Traps Trap Boob. Now another story that provides additional information: Avenging pensioner killed by own booby-trap. And what does that last unsolved clue mean? That if you drink a dozen colas that you'll get a kidney stone or two?