Well, can't say I'm a farmer

like, say, Farmer Frank, but I do have corn growin' in the Back Forty.

Goddamn raccoons. This is where we cut down the big tree last year. There was corn growing there and all over the back yard from the fuckers eating corn out of somebody's garden and shitting the kernels out, I guess. I know I've found a lot of bare cobs in the back yard over the past couple of years. I mowed over all of it in the yard but I left these two stalks for laughs.

I doubt it will get much of anywhere since I imagine it won't pollinate, and I certainly don't intend to eat it even if it does (I'm not allowed to eat corn anymore because it causes me to get diverticulitis). But it is funnier than shit to look at out there and see corn growing in the back yard, in a spot where corn did indeed grow until somebody decided to build houses here fifty years ago.