Oh by the way, folks,
Today we make fun of some loony dude who stole a semi fulla strawberries and then wove a fantasy tale about being chased by zombies. Whichever mental health providing institution they send him to, I certainly hope it's well-staffed.
Yesterday nothing much happened, thus enabling me to plant a plot of radishes in Gordon the Garden.
Today it looks like nothing's gonna happen until evening when our church does another pot luck dinner. I think it's about my turn to bring a batch of my world-famous Jerusalem Artichoke Salad.
Signs of life