- We had a pity party last night, where those interested could send bad news up in flames. It's been hard to get a clean slate with a bit of psychic goo residue left over from last year.
- I send deep and sincere positive thoughts to one of my dearest friends ever.
- Wyatt's GERD is back. Ugh. Oh well. He vomited in our bed the last few mornings. At least we know the Prevacid works and we have the insurance to cover the $3.25 a day it costs for prescriptions.
- I got subpoenaed by a county sheriff today. I had been expecting it. I was cheerful. He was shocked.
- Peter Keen (see post below) gave me some lovely cooking tips for a tapas pepper called Pimientos de Padron. I am still floating.
Tomatoes, New Zealand music, chasing wee Babbo with syringes full of insulin, real and virtual communities, potlucks, espresso and beer, goofy hips, and our next holiday.
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