Month: July 2006

Here is the current Big DumpTruck bumper (sic) crop of tomaters. I have no idea when the damned things are going to start showing signs of turning red. It was so hot this week that I had high hopes (if memory serves, tomatoes really love hot weather). I don’t think I’m going to have enough to share, so don’t even ask, okay? I could eat every single one of this in one day and not think twice about it. And then I could go poop in the back yard and start up another crop. Go seeds!

Had to turn on the thingy that makes you type in a word to deter the spammers that have hit this week. Can I just tell you how much I detest them? I wish very very bad things on them. I do. It’s not very Christian of me, but I think spam would even piss off Jesus.

Don’t worry, I didn’t forget the tomato photo. I need to take it first.

But I can’t remember what it was. It was probably really funny. You would have liked it, I know that deep in my heart. But I’m blanking on what it was, so I can only tell you that I was going to tell you something.

I’m sorry.

To make it up to you, tomorrow I will take a photo of my tomato plant and post it. That will make you feel better, right? I’ve got about 8 tomatoes on the sucker, and I’m just waiting for one of them to give me some kind of hint that they will eventually turn red. Sheesh. I want a fresh tomato already!

Normally, I Like LL Bean. However, yesterday a new catelog arrived. And it’s the fall catelog. Fall. FALL.

Yes, thank you.

So I like fall as much as the next guy, but I’m getting too old to wish for time to fly by. I haven’t even been able to appropriately enjoy this summer, why would I want to wish it was already fall?

I thumbed through a couple of pages, but when I saw hats and gloves I was forced to fling the horrid thing across the room. I cannot and will not go glove shopping in July. Just no.

Dear Burger King Customers:

Have you been losing sleep over the fact that when you eat at BK you were limited to a sandwich that only had 2 meat patties on it? I mean really, ordering two doubles was a problem?

Okay, so does the new 4 patty sandwich take care of that part of your deeply dissatisfied life?

More important, do people look at you in a horrified manor when you order one? I think I’d have to wear a disguise, and make sure I was in a town I’d never visited before.

Yeesh.