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Soul of the Desert

Mother Nature’s Little Games

I have very specific plants that I look for when gardening. I study the types that will do well here and figure out which ones are disease resistant. Today was quite nice out, a balmy 74 or so. I headed down to one of my favorite plant stores in shorts and a tee. I was soooo disappointed to find out that the place didn’t have any Tycoons (tomato variety.) When I asked about them the guy told me they were SOLD out. He then had the nerve to tell me they don’t get many in because no one buys them. Uh–WHAT???? Did you hear what you just said???

I was puttering around the place, wishing I had a million dollars to buy all the gorgeous flowers and maybe try a new kind of tomato or five. There was a big dark cloud on the horizon, but I ignored it. The wind blew. Seventy four was feeling suspiciously chilled. In the next 2 minutes it was suddenly 60 degrees. My summery shorts and carefree attitude turned to “Crazy lady with cart wants to check out NOW.” I had to call Randy to tell him to go get the orchid and cucumbers from outside! He wanted to know what they looked like, where I set them, what did I do with the plastic we keep them on… “CUCUMBERS. THEY LOOK LIKE CUCS. RUN!” Or at least hurry.

He saved them. But I know they got cold. I hope they don’t get sneezy.

Last week, I forgot to mention that my credit card number had been stolen. I’ve been waiting for the replacement card. Waiting. And Waiting. I even called to make sure that they sent it to the correct address. The lady on the phone did not tell me they had not sent it at all. I know this because today I got a tracking number for it that informed me they had just sent it. I clicked the tracking to make sure it was coming to the correct address. It took me to the credit card page–where I cannot log in until I have an activated card. Uh, folks. WHO THOUGHT OF THIS IDEA???? WHO? I have my clue stick ready. Just GIVE ME THE NAME.

Posted: March 7, 2017

Bargain: Mystery, Humor

The Man Who Died Laughing looks like it could be good and possibly funny (although I suspect dark wit).

Stewart Hoag’s first novel made him the toast of New York. Everyone in Manhattan wanted to be his friend, and he traveled the cocktail circuit supported by Merilee, his wife, and Lulu, his basset hound. But when writer’s block sunk his second novel, his friends, money, and wife all disappeared. Only Lulu stuck by him.

The only opportunity left is ghostwriting—an undignified profession that still beats dental school. His first client is Sonny Day, an aging comic who was the king of slapstick three decades ago. Since he and his partner had a falling out in the late 1950s, Day has grown embittered and poor, until the only thing left for him to do is write a memoir. Hoagy and Lulu fly to Hollywood expecting a few months of sunshine and easy living. Instead they find Day’s corpse, and a murder rap with Hoagy’s name on it.

Posted: March 7, 2017
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Bundled Graphics – On Sale

Need lots of cute graphics for a project? HungryJPG has a great one on sale today!

Posted: March 7, 2017
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