Give me your wallet, a UHaul, and four hours in your apartment.

Okay. But you can't get rid of anything. I already did that.

There is this custom car company called n2a Motors (n2a = "No Two Alike") They have a car called the Seven-Eight-Nine that's an amalgamation of design cues from the '57, '58 and '59 Chevys. Cool. Also, pretty. It's built on a modern Corvette chassis.

ita, you should talk to the DH about HEPA filters. He researched them all before he bought ours, he'll be able to advise you on what to look for.

They have a car called the Seven-Eight-Nine that's an amalgamation of design cues from the '57, '58 and '59 Chevys. Cool. Also, pretty. It's built on a modern Corvette chassis.

Dayum that's a pretty car.

Burrell, can you toss me his email address? I'd love to hear about his experience too.

I'm of two minds about following the low-humidity suggestion, since drying out has been posited as a factor in the migraines too.

Hrrm.

Time to finish up Dr. Who and go to sleep. Got way sidetracked re-folding clothes. But two shelves in my closet are neater now for it.

Sure ita, I'll send it in a jiff.

This is the filter system I have: [link]

Like I said. Mad expensive. I paid for mine in installments and wince every time I replace the filters (2-3 times a year), but I can't argue with the results. I also have dust mite mattress cover, pillow covers, etc. that I wash in hot water at least twice a month. I use this site: [link] for my allergy supplies (which are, btw, completely tax deductible since they are for medical necessity).

As for the low humidity, SoCal kind of takes care of that for us. My dust mite allergies are *so* much better than they were in CT.

TAR: The yield, yeah. Part of the game, kiddoes. Otoh, the girls shouldn't be surprised that the yielded team is pissed at them. Also part of the game, imo.

And yup, it's all about Danny & Oswald for me now. I felt bad for them that they squabbled, 'cause it seemed like it really did come out of the stress of the game and fatigue. It seemed like they could have kept on with the challenge, each thinking it was their way, and gone on happily. In that number of cookies, biting into one out of each box was just about as likely as biting into every one in a box to find the right one, even if it was wrong.

And it was a dumb error with the batik. They're lucky it didn't put them out; in a closer race it might have.

With the newspapers, I noticed that it was the ones who verbally made an assessment of how much they needed (it's as tall as me) who came back with an accurate amount of paper. Those that were just like, I need papers, were the ones who had to make second runs.

Again, I hated that challenge because to me that sort of thing infringes on the small local economy that it's trying to pay tribute to or something.

Anyway, I think the field is pretty much open now. Everyone has their ups and downs. We shall see.

Announcement: I have been earwormed with the Alanis version of My Humps all weekend long. Including breaking into song in front of my deeply confused in-laws.

Analysis: I hate being so aurally suggestible. Dick in a Box was better than this.