Maybe that's why it's raining. LA itself is sobbing that I left it.

So, as usual, LA has far too much control of the water supply in northern CA. Got it.

Wow...sounds like a lot of fun. I'd make a point of brooding all Hamlet-like; is this all man is?

My dad is cleaning his computer room. Mostly, he's getting rid of ancient computer stuff. He has some old Daisy wheels, for ancient printers or typewriters and I'm sure more to come. Is it even worth offering this type of stuff here?

I've not fully finished packing, but I've got all my clothes decided on, which is the hardest part of the process for me. AND put the clothes inside the new suitcase. Tomorrow morning I can gather up the toiletries, et cetera.

Mmmmm.. San Diego! Tucson! Even if it's rainy season over there, I can deal!

Scrapes the ice off the house to open the door and wave Bon Voyage toward Theodosia.

Rainy season would be better than what we've got now, for sure. Have a good trip!

Santiago - Twenty-eight Chilean women took all their clothes off in the middle of a busy road in Santiago to pay homage to a poet.

Rojas told Las Ultimas Noticias newspaper: "We did not have a permit so they had to take their clothes off very fast and then put them back as fast." - Ananova.com

ita, the glasses, hands, and barefoot calendars opened just fine for me, but my computer hates ragtimetojazz, so I can't see the wet men. Those are indeed some foine specimens, yupyupyup. I especially like December of Hands.

I toyed with the idea of buying a Barahir ring...until the penny dropped that I didn't want the ring, I wanted the hand that wears the ring...and all it's attached to.

We made veggabeef soup today, a whole vatful. DH is incapable of making chili or soup in smaller than vatloads. Is scrumptious. But I'm going to have to freeze some and/or give some away, or we're going to be eating soup three times a day for awhile.

I'm scared of plastination.

Also. it's cold.

The dogs aren't sure of what to make of the upheaval in the house. Kuma wanted the back door open, but not to exit (it is raining after all), but to lie in front of the door. Bear is freaked out because some of her spaces are gone.

Maceo wants to know where the old furniture went.

Jesse, I can only handle two more days of upheaval before I give up. I took 4 bags of clothes to the donation box (Lori needs to do a purge of the 8,556 pairs of jeans she owns). I have ~5 boxes of books plus 3 shopping bags to be gotten rid of.

We can't lose the momentum because once we stop, we'll start accumulating more and never finish the job.

What's tasty? Southwestern Chicken Soup and Grilled cheese sammichs. Perfect cold and rainy food.

We have too much stuff.

Grilled cheese and soup is always the right answer. Though I like it with tomato soup.

Happy New Year y'all!! Mine wasn't that great. I spent the early evening all dressed up lying on the couch in the presidential suite the bar rented watching ABC sitcoms and waiting for Mr. H to finish setting up the rooms. When we finally got dressed and headed up to the bar at a little after 10, he got yelled at for being late (never mind that he just set up the two rooms for the after party BY HIMSELF). Soda guns ran out at nearly midnight and he had to go get bottled and canned soda, so I didn't get to kiss him at midnight. Party at the hotel was pretty fun though, and some strange guy who asked to borrow our room's bathroom called me a goddess, so that was nice.

Got a call from a friend this morning. She wants to get a divorce (of course I've heard this from her before). She came and had lunch with me and we talked about what she was going to do. Restraining orders and secret apartments. Very depressing.

In better stuff, the Mac's all set up and in my New Year's optimism, I've set up all sorts of lists and projects and journals and stuff (F2F included). Plus I just set up my iTunes account and am now downloading James McMurtry and listening to his "Red Dress" which makes me happy.

Why is Super Milk Chan making fun of Col. Sanders?