Hi, welcome to the Trevor Green and his two sons webpage. I told you all I loved my plants, so guess what, they get their own special page, even before my cat! Imagine that!

Anyways, I want to introduce you first to Trevor Green. He was adopted from the shelter at Acme Markets in, justino what was it? Ridley? I think, neways, I saved him because he looked sad and was somewhat sticking out of his pot. (The lady at the cash register called me "Charlie Brown" because I picked the dying plant of all the bunch- who else would buy it but me?)He now resides in my dorm room in front of my closet, where Lisa says he does not get enough sun, but I think he does, when I open the blinds that is. I have officially named him the caregiver of my my other two plants Ernie and Alfred Green. Here is a picture of Trevor in all his glory.


Ernie and Alfred both came at different times. First I will tell the story of Ernie.
Ernie is the first plant I ever owned. When my friend died in August of 1999, I saw this sickly looking plant in Clemens by me on clearance for $2 or something like that. I decided to rescue it, and I took it in. I took him in because I felt like in a way, by saving this little guy's life, I was living something out for Liz. I wanted to plant a tree originally, but that wasn't happening for some reason I can't even remember now. But people plant things when people die, and I never understood it until the day I decided to buy this plant and take it in as my own. I later on in the week named him Ernie and placed him on the counter below my window sill in my room. I debated bringing him to school with me, and was actually going to let him stay at home and have my mom take care of him, but then Alfred came into my life on moving day. My aunt helped me move in to my dorm on September 6, 2000 because my mom was having surgery that day and my dad was teaching. My aunt brought me Alfred as a way to decorate my room, and I though, wow! Now Ernie can have a friend, so I'll take both. It was about this time that I decided to give them a last name: Green. They sit above my desk with the sunshine now. Ernie doesn't drink much, but Alfred does alot. And since Trevor is so big, well, yeah he drinks everyday. =) Here's a picture of Ernie and Alfred. (left is Ernie, and right is Alfred) Notice I gave Ernie a nice little pot my friend made me before I left for school. Alfred was in that pot. You can also see the extensive collection of crap I keep on my desk, as well as a few salt and pepper shakers I have confiscated from the cafeteria on numerous occasions. (More on my cleptoidness at a later date)!!!

Now before I finish this, I would like to tell you all about the sign that reveals Trevor's full name. It hangs on my closet right above him and says: "Hi, my name is Trevor Richard (Dick) Green, and I am the proud father of Ernie and Alfred Green who reside across the room. Water me if I look dry. =)-- Trevor got his middle name (Richard-Dick) from one of his favorite stars: Richard Simmons.
Thanks for reading this far and not thinking I am really fucked in the head. I'm not, I just appreciate the small things in life more then most people would ever think to. So kiss my ass if you do think I'm fucked up! Who needs you anyways? Ha.