I just got an email from a consultant who's got to be pushing 70 and has old man hair - using the term LOL.

One of my aunts had an internalized twin. I don't know if she is a chimera.

For my fellow Marylanders, it's pretty much official: [link] Shaefer's out. Thank god.

So bleh outside, it is making me sleepy.

My clothes today don't really fit. They used to, I swear. I even bought this blouse after my weight gain started. But it doesn't pass the self-hug test anymore. And is tight on the biceps. At least it's not obscene.

I wear it because I'm sad. Once I'm done, I'll relegate it to the "maybe sometime" part of my closet.

Another set bites the dust.

Tomorrow is World Hearing Voices Day, created to increase awareness about people who experience auditory hallucinations, specificallyhearing voicesin their heads. (Linkto previous post about "hearing voices.") A recent Dutch study suggests that about 4% of the population might experience this. And for those who do, it's not necessarily a bad thing. Now, University of Manchester researchers are launching a study to investigate why some people who hear voices find it positive while others' experiences are more traumatic.

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Also,

A new Oregon subdivision is being modeled after Tolkien's Shire, though the developer isn't much of a Middle Earth fan (he has a friend who's read the books and advises him). He claims he's selling "finely crafted homes with a European flair."

The houses -- going for $550,000 to $850,000 -- will feature gabled roofs with faux-straw thatch made from thin strands of PVC that promotional literature says "is essentially windproof, rainproof, fireproof and guaranteed not to discolor."

Meyers has taken the liberty of renaming an irrigation canal next to The Shire as Brandywine Brook. He's happy to show off two Hobbit holes otherwise known as storage sheds.

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I keep thinking it's Thursday.

I keep thinking it's Thursday.

It's the voices in your head. Tell them to chill until tomorrow.

That's because that's what the voices are telling you.

There is cowbell.

There is definitely too much.

I don't even want to get into why there is any, but surely the guy holding it could tamp the clapper.

That was the theory about where the pin came from, but it was never proven, and seems extremely unlikely.

Tom, I've had wood/metal splinters that migrated from where they went in and then where they came out. Albeit, they never migrated that far. And they usually create a little pustule around the exit that can be seen .