In which Kris raves about her tomatoes, which are now ready to plant in the garden.
In which I speak up for the immigrants.
In which I recover from my illness by sitting outside in the warm spring air. In which I share some photographs.
In which Doctor Comic-Book-Guy puts me on drugs to combat my fever.
In which my father was an entrepreneur, and I intend to become one.
In which I have a fever.
In which Rosings Park finally feels like home.
In which I discuss my two new weblogs.
In which I capture some moments in spring.
In which I spend several hours collecting Sesame Street video clips to share with you.