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Submitted by Sarah D. Bunting on October 24, 2008 – 10:24 PM40 Comments
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“I wrote 63 songs this year. They’re all about Jeter.” Just kidding. The game we love, the players we hate, and more.
From Norman Mailer to Wendy Pepper — everything on film, TV, books, music, and snacks (shut up, raisins), plus the Girls’ Bike Club.
Helping public schools, winning prizes, sending a crazy lady in a tomato costume out in public.
Monologues, travelogues, fiction, and fart humor. And hens. Don’t forget the hens.
The Tomato Nation advice column addresses your questions on etiquette, grammar, romance, and pet misbehavior. Ask The Readers about books or fashion today!
I’ve (re-)discovered a few things over the course of the recent Days Of Rage. Some of them are great!
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a lonely girl in possession of a library card must be in want of a twin. The child who spends a lot of time in books also spends …
Hey. I don’t know what we do now either. I DO know that we’ll need each other going forward, as we always have, for support, mutual aid, and information on where to get high-quality wide-calf …
squee!!!!!!!!
AWESOME.
HOOOOO-YEAH!
Awesome? Oh yeah, you betcha. Good job all.
No, Sars. Thank YOU.
Wait…what? I must have blinked! It was seriously just at eighty-something! What will we do for the rest of October? There’s a whole week left!
Everyone: way. To. Go.
So did we beat you to Cincinatti?
I feel a cheer coming on. “We are the Nation! The mighty, mighty Nation!” Seriously, I just have the best feeling right now. Look at what can happen when people work together for a common goal.
Woot!
When are you coming down south to DC? I’m willing to come up from Richmond for some dancin’ tomato goodness.
Whoa, no way! I didn’t even have time to get paid and donate again. . .well, keep the party going!
No, thank you!
– Nation
It is my pleasure to be part of the awesome.
@Molly: Handily (I’m in Zanesville right now…stupid rain).
these folks here here? cannot be stopped.
if the TN can make this happen in the midst of The Stock-alypse, imagine how good we could all make this country feel on 11/4. Get it done, Nation. Let’s turn this thing around.
Too amazing!! I had to donate again too…teachers helping kids appreciate growing things they can eat was too much awesome to bear!
Ms. Tomato Goes to Washington, here we come!!!
Sorry we missed you – we’d have put you up, if you don’t mind cats. :)
Webster’s Dictionary called to say they were changing the definition of “Awesome” to “Tomato Nation.”
Thank you, Ms. Bunting, and thank you to all the TomatoNatians.
Aww. Go us. And thank you, Sars, for organizing this. Nation of awesome indeed.
Is there construction? There’s always construction in Zanesville.
There’s seven projects that still need some love. Just sayin’
Don’t get caught up in that Zanesville party scene. NOTORIOUS.
Yes yes yes yes yes yes YES!
($101,099, now.)
@Hollie: Oh, I mind cats. But you don’t have MY cats, so we’re good. Heh.
@Linda: Skyrockets and I just did a whole shtick on the phone about how awesome it would be if the town were named for Billy Zane, and there were a Billy Zane Museum, a Billy Zanetarium, McZane-ald’s, etc.
Everyone else: I’ll post a more cogent update tomorrow re: further projects, my date with DC destiny, etc., but I hydroplaned here from the WV border and I really have got to go to sleep.
For now, know that I really could not be prouder of all of you, of what you’ve done and of having you here.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I must complain to the night manager about all the pollen in my room.
Why did I even doubt? You folk are amazing. It’s almost the Tomato Nation challenge, the other blogs are just little satellites around the Jupiter that is TN!
AW YEAH.
Wow. So awesome! Way to go everyone!
Two things. One–I said it last year and it might well be even more fruitful (bwah!) now: new Cabinet post, Secretary OF AWESOME. Get on that, Mr. Obama; we’ve got your gal right here.
Two–Sars, fellow Tomatoes, all you people I have never met: it is an honor to be among you. Words do not suffice.
Hells YES. Take a bow, Sars, and also The Internet and Its Awesome Peeps.
Hooooly… I was going to make another donation this afternoon, but got hustled out the door by my husband. I didn’t imagine I’d come home to this. I … wow. Excuse me, got something in my eye.
You know, it looks like there are some projects STILL match-eligble. Just saying…. Don’t you want to help a New Orleans school chroncile their post-Katrina recovery? http://www.donorschoose.org/donors/proposal.html?id=160943&challengeid=18975&zone=0
Yup, I definitely teared up too as soon as I saw that. Unbelievable!
I love the smell of AWESOME in the morning! I’m so proud to be part of this. Thanks, Sars, for making it happen.
I got a flat in Zanesville one night. Tow truck driver ripped my bumper off while unloading the car. (Sarah, if you have car trouble – don’t let a guy named Hod near your car!) I got stranded for three hours in a McDonald’s that had a sign on the wall announcing it had been voted “Best Decor 1987.” That would have been bad enough in 1990, but this was 2003….
Wow! This is what people can do. Dang allergies, excuse me while I get a tissue.
I live in DC, so I am really looking forward to the Tomato nation invasion.
dayum.
Ha, I knew we’d get to the 100k before my birthday! I’ll be interested to see how much more we can add before the 31st.
You! All the rest of you Tomato people! You ROCK!
Sniff.
Stupid cat, shedding directly into my eyes. SNIFF.
Tomatoes, with a side of AWESOMESAUCE.
Y’all, I am proud to be a Tomato Nationalist. “Education for everyone! There’s Roomba in our hearts for all!”
I am seriously proud. In Philly right now, there are a bunch of drunks going on about “We won! We won!” Dudes, you didn’t do anything. You got drunk while the team won. But here? We did do it. Everyday, ordinary men and women (well, as ordinary as a Tomato Nationalist can get), a lot of whom don’t have all that much money themselves, looking after people who have even less.
I admire you, I salute you, and I’m proud to stand among you – happier, poorer, and covered in cat hair.
Sars, thank you for making it possible for us to be our better selves.