Mal ,'Trash'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
There actually was some worry about that because it's not far from the federal building where the Holy Land Foundation trial is.
Yeah, the explosion at Grand Central was similar for the first half hour or so. Even after we got some information there was a lot of "They ALWAYS say its a transformer..."
(and it turns out it wasn't a transformer, so they probably WERE just saying it...)
Yeah, those Muggles will believe anything...
Oh. Oh, man.
My bad. I was trying to incinerate the Dalai Lama, but I sneezed.
Firefighters hate it when helium tanks blow up - it leads to them talking in high-pitched voices.
I'd imagine they also hate the inert gas pushing out and replacing breathable oxygen. Though at least it doesn't contribute to the burning!
I remember the time Mom and I were driving on the bypass road around Philadelphia, and there was a fuel-tank fire happening right next to the highway and they didn't shut down the road at all! We drove past the billowing plume of flame and could feel the heat of the fire as we went past.
This fire was pretty close to downtown and right close to some highway exchanges. I'm hearing about people abandoning their cars, trying to back up off the highways, flying cannisters. Scary stuff.
On DMN's editorial blog:
It's never good when the newspaper's former jack-of-all-war-trades foreign correspondent (now editorial board member) says during the morning staff meeting: "That sure feels like explosions."
The World Without Us. Sounds like a fascinating read.
ita, I heard a great interview on NPR with that author. I'll go fetch the link...
It's never good when the newspaper's former jack-of-all-war-trades foreign correspondent (now editorial board member) says during the morning staff meeting: "That sure feels like explosions."
Urk.
acetylene
Double urk. They let you store large quantities of that stuff right near actual city parts where stuff happens? (I mean, I don't know shit about petroleum products, and I know that stuff is what they make torches out of.)
So, my current house's walk score is 63 and my childhood home's score was 38. Ironically, I was much more interested in walking when I lived in my childhood home and did it way more frequently.
In the continuing sage of the universe using me as an example of karma, not only will Grace get a tracheotomy tomorrow, on my birthday, but Noah is being readmitted to his old hospital for eye surgery on Monday.
Sigh. Really, I'm reaching the whatever point.
I did go to Cost Plus to make nice thank you baskets for the nurses and docs and RTs at Huntington. I'm including coffee, chocolate, cookies... It's hard to know what to bring in. I hope that works.