USA

It's going to hit 72F today, but go down to 43F tonight. Last night I lugged the Hibiscus back into the greenhouse to protect them from the cold. I need to get a wheelbarrow.  I trashed my work pants, but some Oxyclean and some Central American stain removing soap did the trick. Then the weather gets warmer and I'll switch the greenhouse to screens on Saturday. 

The greenhouse! I must be New England, old money! But no. I'm just a writer/teacher/salesman from Jersey, trying to make my way in this in this crazy world. But I do have a greenhouse. Fuck yeah!

I got into a big argument with my accountant when he said I could not declare the Doctor as a dependent. "Frank, he can't work! He has no money. He doesn't have oppossable thumbs, so he can't even hand you money. He depends on me for food, shelter, and medical. He's the friggin' definition of a dependent!"

"Blame Obama," said Frank.

I glared at him, took a deep breathe and said, "I may seem like a normal productive member of society, but if you ever say anything like that again, I will take a flame thrower to this place."

I received a $500 credit for a dependent on my taxes. 

I was born in the USA!
-Bruce Springsteen