Corn, corn, everywhere

The other day, I was lounging in the tub, reading Omnivore's Dilemma, thinking that it might be quite a challenge to try living without consuming corn* for a year. I could blog about it, then they could make a movie about me, a la Julie and Julia, and I'd be rich and famous.

That's why we do social activism, isn't it?

Anyway, I casually look over at my bath salts, and there it is. Zea Mays. Corn. In my bath salts.

I give up already.

*Fresh picked sweet corn eaten directly off the ear wouldn't count. That actually IS food.