Green Thumb, Red Arms
I’ve no green thumb, but there I was yesterday in the backyard, doing an Indiana Jones by hacking down weeds taller than me. Short Asian man that I am, that’s not saying much but, believe you me, these weeds were tall, as in 7 feet tall. I had on an El Torito birthday sombrero to protect me from the sweltering sun as I pruned the mutant plants’ bamboo-like stalks. They may have actually released defensive spores or something because my exposed forearms were itching for a while there. As for why the weeds grew to be that big… well, hardly anyone goes in the backyard. Sometimes months go by before I venture back there. If anyone is looking for a spooky, atmospheric place for a shoot, boy, I’ve got the place for you.