A golden humming cloud of honeybees arrived unexpectedly one sunny June morning and moved into a knothole in the siding of the house. Three weeks later, Mr. E. helped these mysterious creatures into a comfy wooden box in his garden and began to live the lifelong dream of herding millions of stinging insects and collecting their sweet honey. Please enjoy the adventures of Mr. E's Mysterious Bees.





September 27, 2008

Lacking Labels

I am trying to figure out how to sell my honey to Mission Pie. Actually, I am procrastinating. I lack labels. And since my truck is in the shop I can't get any before the 2pm meeting I have with the owner. And I can't figure out how to get the honey over there. It is heavy and all I have is my bike. It is hot and I do not want to get sweaty. Guess I'll break out those shorts again. It is noon. I have to get to the grocery store to find an average honey price, to use their scale to find out how much each jar holds, to find labels that fit the jars at the lame-o office supply shop, and then to bike all the way from the store to the pie shop all before 2pm.

So I am blogging instead. Classic.
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