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URBAN GREEN SURVIVAL FOR BLOG June 13, 2012

A significantly greater number of people live in cities now, and they have had to address the issue of survival when they are unable to grow their own food.   This part of the blog is dedicated to solving the issue of tasty food prepared inexpensively at home.   I have already described the 5 days it takes to grow your own mung bean sprouts, which I have to admit have only been a partial success.   This project is dedicated to the idea of perseverance, where you keep working at it until you are successful.  

COMPONENTS:

A saw one inch drill bit for creating a hole in plastic (about 6 dollars),

A drill bit with 3 flat sides that is inserted inside of the drill bit and attaches to the drill (about 3 dollars).  The drill itself may cost about $20.

One bag of vermiculite (all I could find was perlite), about $4.

A plastic bottle good for recycling with water frozen inside to allow for drilling without letting the plastic collapse (you can see one of the 1 inch holes near the top of the plastic bottle, I drilled 4 holes).

Not advisable if you are afraid of drills.
"Got my drill in my holster, and I'm
not afraid to play,
Wrap your fingers 'round the handle and
aim it true,
pressing firmly while you
gently pull that trigger finger
 and you wait
Let the current start to spin it
While it rips a hole right through that
icy heart you want to go away.
Got my drill in my holster and I'm
not afraid to play,
If you want to play the game
you got to follow all the rules.
Put your hard hat on,
bring your ruler to the table,
talk calipers and nails,
talk caulking and recycling,
bring a friend or two singing
Got my drill in my holster and I'm
not afraid to play.
I crossed the mighty Red River
looking for a place to stay
got the flood mud in my toes
and green stains across my feet
growing roots ain't easy when
your mind tends to wander
to food and friends and fun, 'cept when I sing
Got my drill in my holster and I'm
not afraid to play.
Now I got me a farm growin'
Veggies every day,
Want to keep on livin' green
Maybe find some tendrils on my toes
Lovin' all the land and
harshness of the heat
and cold blown on my face by the prairie wind and I keep sayin'
Got my drill in my holster and I'm 
not afraid to play."

This blog is not for the faint at heart.