This past year there's "local" greenhouse tomatoes available from a greenhouse operation in Maine. I'm not a raw-tomato eater, but my friends who are had nice things to say about them.

smonster, too bad you can't come harvest the mint from my garden. It's running wild. I hate it and it can't be killed.

Wonder if I listed it on Craigslist someone would come and dig it all up and take it away?

Wow. You guys talked a lot while I was gone.

Guess what?

I came home from work, fed by furry dictator and feel asleep. And slept 'til it was the wee hours and I just went back to sleep. In other words: I missed Friday night. Slept 12 hours.

Kat - I hope that the world starts laying off you and your's sooner rather than later.

Uplifting dog story: this stray dog completed a 1700KM race across China AND he's adorable.

I went to TJs and the farmer's market, and made it out of both without spedning too much money, but then I stopped at OSH and sent a wad on plants.

Which now I need to go plant before it starts raining. (Unlike Baltimore, it is unseasonably cold and cloudy here.)

eta: but now Bubba has decided it's sit on the human time. Oops

If the writer of that article is somewhere that he's hearing lots of people say "fanny," he may be mistaken about which country he's visiting. I've only heard the word used in actual conversation by Southern grandmotherly types, and not often then.

Also, people from a country where tripe is served to human beings have no business complaining about the food choices made in other countries.

Tripe is an essential ingredient in menudo! Which is delicious!

Supposedly it is 84 in my zip. But the weather station in Charles Village is at 94 and Parkville is at 89 and I'm between them both geographically and woods/concrete ration, so. And the humidity is well over 60%, depending on who you ask. UHG.

I've only heard the word used in actual conversation by Southern grandmotherly types, and not often then.

My northern grandmother still says it plenty.

I went to Marshall's, iParty for returns, DSW, supermarket. Now I'm wondering if I should hop back in the shower briefly before my massage. I mean, I'm sure she's seen worse, but still.

I am reminded of how annoying it is that I can't get the screens down in two of my three windows. One is down most of the way, but bugs.

Icky hot and humid.

I'm looking forward to heading to NY for the summer at some point, ASAP. Not only to escape the heat, but I hope to escape the onslaught of anti-Obama ads in a swing state. Good grief. It is only May and I have seen at least 4 Obama slamming ads this morning alone. I zoom through them, but I don't have that option at my place in Otter Lake. Please tell me they aren't wasting their money advertising in the Solid Color states.

I just realized I definitely got screwed out of stupid game pieces at the supermarket and am trying to decide if I'm the kind of person who would go back and dispute that. Hmmm. For cash, I definitely am. For this, I guess not.

Awake: I think they just tacked that final scene on for no reason. I was thinking, going in, that it couldn't be as ludicrous and nonsensical as the end of Life on Mars, but I might have been wrong about that.