I saw Truman in the compost heap last night, so I know he's alright.

I was out back trying to heat up the compost pile so that like a fire it's heat can sustain itself, and... well... oops.

I had a gallon tub of hot tap water and I poured it in the old brick barbecue pit that I'm using as a composter, and out the hole in front runs a opossum. I was worried at first that I injured it. Well, at first I laughed very loudly and then I worried. Either way, I'm pretty sure that the water wasn't hot enough to burn the opossum, and even though the opossum only fled and never squealed (like they did when I hit them with a tomatoe), to ease my mind I held my hand under the faucet for half a minute with the hot water and while the heat was uncomfortable I was uninjured.

There were some somewhat shriveled grape tomatoes in the refrigerator. Still technically edible, but too shriveled for purpleglitter to eat and I detest eating tomatoes whole.

I know there are plenty of animals around that would love them, so I went out to the fence at the end of the driveway and threw them into the backyard sometime after 2am. I didn't throw them all at once so as not to make a loud noise.

After one throw that reached the trees near the back fence, I heard high pitched yellings and hissings of complaint. I'm guessing the opossum I've previously seen skulking about was in the brush and got nailed by a tomatoe. Grape tomatoes are small and are unlikely to have actually injured the opossum, so the interaction was simply humorous. Maybe eating the tomatoes will make up for getting nailed.

Out on my neitherday walks, I have noticed a dime embedded in the center of Mass Ave. It is stuck in the rubbery stuff they use to seal cracks in the road. I want that dime. I was out there tonight trying to pick the dime out with my fingers. A white SUV pulling out of a side street noticed me. They started to turn away from me. Backed up. Looked again. Started to turn towards me. I got out of the street and headed towards the house_of_clocks, but the SUV turned back away from me and drove away.

I went on with my walk. Sat down by Spy Pond and watched the silent waters. Saw many cats and a family of opossums. Walked up and down the side streets. Walking back to the house I saw 2 police cars drive by. They didn't see me as I was on the dimly lit side street. I went back and sat on the walkway in front of the house. The police kept driving by. Looking for something or someone with their spotlights. They inspected the Walgreens parking lot and kept looking nearby. They kept driving by me slowly, checking me out. But as I was on our walkway they didn't approach me. I decided to tempt fate and started on another walk. Immediately two police cars stopped me. Apparently they had received a call that someone was "graffiti-ing" Mass Ave near Walgreens. They noted that they couldn't find any graffiti. They asked me how long I'd been outside and if I'd seen anyone. I told them about my walk and said I saw no one. they didn't really suspect me of "graffiti-ing" the missing graffiti, so they drove off.

I'm guessing the person in the white SUV who saw me trying to get the dime, thought I was spray painting Mass Ave. It was dark, and they weren't very close. They probably called me in.

That dime is mine. I'm going to take something to pick it out on my next walk. That dime is mine.