On a less sour note....

I passed by the tomato forest, as usual, on the way to work. Today, however, there was a man wearing suspenders, and carrying a bucket. As if any of the myriad tomatoes that were green yesterday would be red today. As if more than one would be red! Enough to merit A BUCKET! I love the optomism of the tomato farmer, and I wanted to salute him out loud, but figured he might catch on to my desire to steal his fruit, and somehow figure a way to foil me. Just one waver in my voice would give up the goat.

Goats. Heh.

Also, I was mesmerized by the grace and elegance of the cables below the elevator at Porter as the big metal box descended down its chute. Moments later, I was stunned by my own corniness, but seriously, it was lovely.

On to the next,
Lauren