So I woke up at 3:45 and slept (if it can be called that) fitfully until around 6. At which point I fell soundly asleep. The alarm went off at quarter to 7. I'm not tired, just cranky about having my sleep interrupted.

Walking in to work, I had to lean into the wind for forward progress. I don't envy Boston's marathoners. Well, I never do, but even less so today.

The rain's not that bad (well at times it is), but the wind is just one constant howl. Very ominous. Also, the power flickered for a second a while back. Really DON'T want to deal with it if it goes out.

How to make a bacon costume: [link]

I haven't clicked the link, but nothing says, "Eat me," like a bacon costume.

but nothing says, "Eat me," like a bacon costume.

The woman who wore the costume was later given a button that depicted bacon, with the message "Eat Me!" on it.

hopefully it will keep the rubbernecking fans at bay

I thought the runners, in general, liked all the fans rooting them on?

Soledad O'Brian is in Jamaica doing a piece on the sniper kid Malvo. One of my relatives is somehow involved in the bit, and so my sister has been hanging out and watching them work.

She was very impressed with Soledad, especially because she never saw her use any notes over a day of shooting.

I still maintain that if Salma's breasts are fake, everyone should be going to her surgeon. For the amount she highlights them the only evidence that they're fake is that they're bigger?

I totally want to make a bacon costume!!

My mother was noting yesterday that Patriot's Day is the one holiday her office is open for, and it's ridiculous, since they're in Newton, and half the people can barely get to work around the marathon route.

Some peoples' bosoms just expand as they get older. And if any of the pictures used as evidence were recent (I didn't look,) she is pregnant...

Meeting. Uhg.