Hello Sudafed, My Old Friend

Ah, fall.  95 degrees, hot as all hell, and apparently the drought has had zero effect on the plants that cause my sinuses to go nuts.  Huzzah.

I have a couple of goodly rants building, but I may wait until I'm no longer on legal meth to write them, as Sudafed has the tendency to make my reasoning somewhat, erm, jumpy.

In the meantime, a shameless plea for help - The Boy's 1st grade class is doing the "Get Postcards from all 50 States" thing, and I don't have many contacts outside of NC.  So I thought I'd post the address and ask any kind souls who may be so inclined (and who live outside of North Carolina) if they may consider sending a postcard from their native state. 

Since we live in the era of porn and goofiness, I'm not going to post the address here - just email me if you'd like to help at bigarm at bigarmwoman dot com and I'll email you the addy.