If I Had WMD, Here's Where I Would Have Hidden Them

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Apparently, only three things happened while I was away:
  1. O.J. Simpson "wrote" a book. Hitch says all that can be said about that. I miss the days when there was such a thing as a pariah. I look forward to Saddam's book next.
  2. Milton Friedman died. And which got more press --the death of a man who brought freedom to countries across the globe, or the non-confession confession of an illiterate barbarian?
  3. And the MSM conspired to blame tomatoes for the death of a model (curtsy ninme). Headline: "Tomato diet kills 6-stone model." Read the story however and you find:
    A YOUNG model who lived on a diet of apples and tomatoes has died of anorexia on the eve of an international photoshoot.
    Clearly the apples were at fault (you grow them from cyanide seeds). Whereas the benevolent tomato never hurt anybody, and on the contrary is a fundamental building block of civilization. Growing a few tomatoes is easy, and a simple means to maintain the virtues of the yeoman farmer so vital to the healthy republic. (John Kerry married into Ketchup, but I'll wager he never actually grew a tomato.) Growing and eating tomatoes keeps one sensible and conservative. If perchance you grow more than you can eat, you can also throw them at liberals.

Eh what? How kind of you to ask! No, I haven't had a chance to clear my tomato beds for winter yet. Interestingly, first frost was weeks ago and yet I returned from Mexico this morning to find unplucked green tomatoes have ripened. The last home-grown tomato for 2006. (Sighs, looks wistful)