whats the big deal about leaf shape.

[TomatoDon]

Okay, Full Moon...it's now two minutes past midnight and I walked out on the porch and the handy man is gone. They got the door put in, but covered up the air conditioner hole, and still haven't got that right yet.

It's a strange thing. This new Vietnamese neighbor is the sweetest little bug. She brought me a whole cooked duck a few weeks ago, and invited me to her house for Chinese New Year (which, obviously Vietnames respect), so I went. I walked in to a house full of women, and said, "Well, here's the hen's party!" A church lady (very mild in my eyes to this point) then said, "Well every henhouse needs a rooster." And they all laughed. I blushed. No matter how proper, women will do what women do when they all get together. And so they did.

But you can't imagine all the fine food they had there. It was fabulous. When was that? January 9? It was about a week or so after our New Year.

So now, Tu, is adding on this new room where she can do her sewing. Maybe it's a bedroom. Who knows. Three years ago a friend gave me a pair of silk pajamas for Christmas that she made, but my ex-wife has them now. Oh...I forgot to mention...my ex-wife is also a next door neighbor. No kidding.

But Tu...such a sweet ole soul...fine cook and seamstress...industrious, but can't speak the King's English well, or drive a car. But she has a super cute friend from a neighboring town that came to the New Year's party. I'm going to check that out. Only three times in my life has a woman impressed me that much. No kidding.

I can't believe half this stuff myself when I read back over it, but it's true. Obviously you can tell the jokes from the truth, but most of what I say here is absolutely as it is. It's bizarre, and will keep you laughing. I've needed a lot of that lately.

Now...if I could just get that tomato bed right before Mr. Haney sells me something else.

Frederick Douglas
Mayberry/Hooterville, USA, RFD
ZIP CODE: E I E I O