–The Professor emailed me about this, but I didn’t see it. Jagosaurus says most everything smart there is to say about it. I would only add that when you run down Appalachia, you’re running down Dolly Parton. So, think on that, America.
—Jane Q. Public, how I wish I were you, tonight. I must, however, walk to the grade school and back without dying before I walk around downtown looking for ghosts because I would be mortified if I died while on the ghost tour. And I reiterate my question–are there no Fisk ghost stories? Where are the people who know the Fisk ghost stories?
–My tomatoes have sprouted, too! No peppers yet, though. I kind of have a feeling it’s not going to be hot enough in here for them to sprout, which is okay.
–I think the tiny cat is looking better. I could be wrong. But I think the wet food has helped.
—I’m hoping I can talk the Butcher into going to see the Edmunson exhibit at Cheekwood. I’ve been to Cheekwood three times and every time they’ve not had any Edmunson pieces out and I have been sorely disappointed. But now, if they’re going to have an exhibit of his pieces, they, by definition, have to have his pieces out! Where I can see them!