Isn’t my Herb Tarlek garden adorable?

Misters Parsley, Basil, Mint, and Cilantro live together happily on my fire escape

I haven’t blogged in a while, because I was busy harvesting herbs for the last two weeks. It’s quite a bounty there, as you can see. More good news on the urban gardening front: the wildflower seeds I planted on the side of the building are actually yielding, uh, wildflowers! It was some time ago when I threw them down, because I don’t remember planting beer bottle and dog poo seeds, and that seems to be coming up too! Crazy.

I know I’m a bit late on the passing of Michael Jackson. I had started a post about a week ago, the night I came back from spending the weekend in my hometown. I was a bit drunk, and let’s just say, I’m glad I didn’t post it. When I was at my mom’s, I went through some old pictures, and apparently I was a HUGE Michael Jackson fan from April to July 1984. We’re talking Michael Jackson T-shirt and earrings, sitting on my dresser in front of three of his posters, holding a framed picture of him, apparently clipped from a newspaper. Suhweet. It was probably taken after I got home from the roller rink where I skated to some of his badass jams. Ha. Anyway, let’s hope his family lays his poor soul to rest at some point, my God.

And finally, to push the Michael Jackson stories from the headlines this weekend, Sarah Palin put in her two weeks notice up in Alaska. Hmmm. Ok. What kind of idiot quits a job in a recession? The ethics probes were too much? She said since she decided she didn’t want to run again, she wouldn’t have anything to do. Like she’d just sit around working on her resume, emailing her friends, and taking long lunches? Shit, even Blago was signing legislation and appointing senators up until the last minute before his state security detail dropped him off at a bus stop. Anyway, she’s right about one thing. She is lame. And even the conservatives aren’t buying it. As George Will put it, “the one that rings most hollow is, she doesn’t want to put Alaska through the terror of [her] being a lame-duck governor. . . she is now a quitter.”

Let’s see if she can wink her way out of this one.