It is nice to be loved. It is nice to get surprises. It is nice to know someone is thinking of you. This note was on my desk this morning:

Todd,

Since I know how much you love yams, I brought the biggest one from my garden.

A. friend

Aww. How nice.

This thing must have come from Texas. Or maybe it was originally from Area 51 thought to be a radioactive meteor. Nope. This was from one of my friend’s garden which begs the question, “What the hell is this garden popping, ThermoGain?” What’s growing next to the asteroid yams, caveman club zucchini?

Thanks to whoever it was that thought of me and gave me this surprise. I have been laughing my ass off all day. But, what am I going to do with it?

This monster is big enough to feed the inhabitants of a small town; too bad the next day they will die of food poisoning.