Harvesting!

Incredible, but I am able to harvest lettuce and baby spinach each day for a salad!  My square foot garden has come up so well that if you stand there a while you see stuff grow!  As soon as I get a memory card for my camera, you will see a shot of the thing again, this time replete with things to eat.

And the fight goes on...

Just a few days ago I sent off the check to the IRS for the amount I was charged for "late filing", for God's sake.  And now, I am again sending off my tax return, but this time I owe no money.  This does not mean I might not be charged a penalty for late filing if the thing once more gets lost in the shuffle.

I sent a letter to the new head of the Treasury Department, with no hope of it eliciting a response--nothing I have every written to a government official has gotten a response except for a letter to Johnson about a million years ago, and that probably put me on some kind of FBI screwball list.  Oh well, even that must mean something!

I'm not willing to get into a sarcasm battle with the IRS because they don't answer in kind, they just charge you something.  This time I was sarcastic silently--I sent my tax return in a bubble envelope with "Fragil, Handle with Care" printed on it.  You think maybe that will get me into trouble?  Just in case they should think some kook had sent a package of poop or another resentful item, I added on the envelope that the contents were only paper. 

On the other hand, I may get into trouble with the Secretary of the Treasury himself since I was polite but pissed; if you don't hear from me again, it could mean I've been arrested or am in hiding at the quinta.