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Feeding Time at Roll2Play

Feeding time for Sid
Photo credit: Paul Mears

As mentioned a few days back, life at the Triffid Ranch has been a bit surreal over this last month. Texas Frightmare Weekend turned out to be even bigger than ever, and then someone decided that Texas had been in drought for too long, and turned on all of the spigots. Right now, not only are we out of drought for North Texas, but we’ve received all of last year’s rainfall in one month. Creeks and rivers are flooding, the Trinity River running through downtown Dallas is at its highest level since the great floods of 1990 (in both cases, the only times where you’d ever see white water on this normally stagnant mudflat of a river), and we’ve almost gotten used to the sound of tornado sirens and emergency phone alerts. For the last month, Dallas has had a lot more in common with Tallahassee as far as rainfall and humidity are concerned, and the carnivores love it. I just need ways to get more greenhouse work done that don’t involve Bob Ballard remote submersibles and deep-diving suits.

Sid the Nepenthes

It hasn’t been just me that’s been slammed: even though Sid the Nepenthes bicalcarata at Roll2Play is a runaway hit, the original plan for hosting regular public feedings for Sid kinda fell apart when show season started. That changes in June, and the official date for the next Sid feeding will be well-publicized. In the meantime, even among the very deliberate insanity of a major Cthulhu Wars tournament at the same time, several lucky folks had the chance to feed a carnivorous plant and share the experience.

Feeding time for Sid

Feeding time for Sid
Again, Sid’s next feeding is in June, details to be announced. Be ready.
 

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Cat Monday

Cadigan

Have a Great Weekend

The opening of Triffid Alley

Apologies for the quiet in the last few weeks, but life intruded shortly after Texas Frightmare Weekend. First and foremost was the new Day Job, sprung upon me while I was getting ready for Frightmare. The last three weeks have been inordinately intense, but as the position offers a much shorter commute, a much healthier work environment, and the absolute promise of never hearing one anencephalic EDS veteran (but I repeat myself) hee-hawing “I ain’t never heered nuthin’ like that!” for as long as I shall live, the rush was worth the chewed lips and acid-scarred duodenum. And so it goes.

Anyway, with the first free weekend in months (last weekend was spent looking for a retail location for the Triffid Ranch, and nothing will be said of it until everything’s final), expect lots and lots of updates in subsequent weeks. At the very least, this includes Frightmare photos, discussions on new plant developments, and lots of bad craziness. This may also include the long-promised update to the main Web site, and all of this is contingent upon North Texas washing away into the ocean. We’ve been at our current domicile for five years, and only now with this rain can we see that we’ve never seen it outside of drought conditions. The lawns are jungles, the alleys are forests, and the creekbeds…well, let’s just say that we should be getting some good alligator sightings along the Trinity River before too long, if the Trinity doesn’t blow out the levees separating the alligators from downtown Dallas and transform the area into a particularly bad SyFy movie (but, again, I repeat myself).

And with that, I leave you with a note on a little bit of history on the other side of the Atlantic being recognized. This coming Sunday is the official opening of the newly renamed “Triffid Alley” in Hampstead, UK. All I can say is that if a certain number of people aren’t invited to the opening, I’ll be gravely disappointed.

Cat Monday

Cadigan

“Oh, you have to go to bed because you have to get up in the morning? Let me look around for a bit, because I have to find the world’s smallest violin, just for you.”

Have a Great Weekend

A friendly reminder both to longtime readers just leaving school and those who’ve been out for so long that they’re actually nostalgic for those days:

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Cat Monday

Cadigan

Have a Great Weekend

Cat Monday

Cadigan

“It’s Monday. I don’t even.”

Have a Great Weekend

*BEEP* If you’re receiving this message, it’s because we have relocated to an undisclosed location until the current crisis is over. Do NOT, repeat, do NOT attempt contact through standard communication channels until after the crisis is over. Dallas has fallen. Repeat: Dallas has fallen, with a complete collapse of military, police, and firefighting resources. Any civilians within the occupied zone are on their own. Do not allow yourself to be bitten or scratched under any circumstances, and seek higher, defensible locations and signal for rescue should the opportunity present itself. *END MESSAGE*