Monday, August 24, 2009

Loose stools sink ships

Here's a fun fact to kick off your Monday: Georgia leads the nation this year in the number of bank failures. The FDIC announced two more on Friday, bringing the count to 18 institutions that regulators have closed down in the state so far in 2009.

I don't know what you can do with that, but there it is. You'll think of something.

I'm sure Georgia holds some other, more honorable records, but that's the one that sprang to mind after reading the news this morning.

I suppose there's not much else to do but give you a mindless listing of my recent activities and whereabouts. Actually, let's just stick with the activities, because my whereabouts have just been here mostly, and most of you know where that is.

My brother and I ran a 5K race together about a week ago. Not my best time, but not too bad considering my running has been only slightly more regular than my blogging this year. He beat me by 18 seconds, so I've challenged him to a rematch.

There has been lots of poopy to clean up lately for me and the wife, some of it the runny variety (hence the title of this post). I'm talking about the baby's poop, by the way. Everyone got that, right? I know this is a mundane blog, but I'll be damned if I start telling you about my own bowel movements. (What I read during said movements, however, is an entirely valid topic, as previously discussed.)

The vegetable garden soldiers on, although I suspect it has grown tired of the heat, overcrowding and neglect. Each plant has produced a little, but I have been far from overwhelmed by anything. I did get enough ripe tomatoes a few weeks ago to make some fresh homemade salsa. And last night I made zucchini bread.

I just finished reading The World According to Garp by John Irving. I mostly read it because I had enjoyed A Prayer for Owen Meany so much. Garp was pretty enjoyable; I still like Irving's style a lot. But Owen Meany was better.

So uh... apparently my strategy here is to bore away what's left of the readership that waits so patiently for these posts. I'll see if I can't come up with something more interesting to say in October or November, maybe.