What's up

I have a friend who told me a story Wednesday night. When he was about fifteen, he had a weird feeling one night and his father told him to check himself over. He found (brace yourself) a tick in his wiener. So his Dad walks in to the bathroom with a lit match, which apparently will make a tick back out of the skin. Needless to say he freaked. The other guy we were with was cringing as much as I was when the story was told. Can you friggin' imagine?
We were at the home of friends tonight and they have a dog that will go into the garden and eat their tomatoes. He'll go in and pick just the right one, mostly green with just a touch of red.
I love a good thunderstorm. We were hoping for one tonight. It's great for just sitting and watching and listening. Tonight we had chicken that had been marinated for 3 days, fresh picked corn that was beyond sweet and tender, and a five layer chocolate desert. Oh and bread and butter. Sigh. I love food.

Positives: Homemade peach jam, next Wednesday, the bloggosphere
Negatives: being cableless, no volume control, sweating at night