Have a wonderful wonderful birthday, Beverly!

Just have everybody bring their guns to work and release the deer in the plants....

That sounds like a Ray Bradbury story.

DH went to work, and only discovered midway through his commute that some of the buses he usually takes are on a holiday/weekend schedule, and some are not running at all. Whoops. His building is closed, but the office is open, which confuses the hell out of me, but is apparently normal.

DH went to work, and only discovered midway through his commute that some of the buses he usually takes are on a holiday/weekend schedule, and some are not running at all.

Huh. That's... annoying.

At least here, the trains and buses run on regular weekday schedules on days like today that are only holidays for some.

What would you call days like today? that aren't quite first-rate holiday like Christmas and Thanksgiving and July 4th? I guess the term "bank holiday" sorta' covers it, as you don't usually hear that term describing the first-string holidays....

It's a federal holiday, right? That's only partially observed. Which is, when I stop to think about it, pretty weird. Always strange when there's no mail on a workday.

Eta: he usually takes a free shuttle and just had to switch to taking municipal transit that was on a normal schedule, so can't complain too much. Free services get leeway for being capricious.

Happy birthday, Beverly!

The mighty gronk of yesterday continued unending through this morning. I now have a BIG mug of coffee, and plan to have another if need be to combat it. Weird dreams tonight, including one about Superman. There was one about driving a c. 1930s open roadster off the road and into an icy body of water, knowing that the original story said that we were supposed to die but there was a re-write for the cinema, so we climbed out and frozenly walked along seeking aid until an older woman found us. She brought us into her nice warm home, and gave us brownies. Then there was one about me looking over the trailer I used to live in in Arizona, discussing buying it with the landlord, and then getting attacked by a swarm of Africanized bees. I couldn't call 911 because there were bees getting into my mouth when I tried to talk.

Happy Birthday Beverly, I hope the coming year is peaceful punctuated by bursts of joy and love and special things.

That's right, schools, banks, the courts and the post office are closed today.

Happy Birthday, dearest Beverly!! I hope it's a lovely day and a new year of love and joy.

the plants would effectively be shut down anyway

Took so many go rounds to change "shot" to "shut" and was basically wondering what kind of lameass hunting season shot vegetables.

what kind of lameass hunting season shot vegetables.

Vegetarian hunters!

(No, not people who hunt vegetarians. Because that would be wrong.)