Trunk has been moved to the back hallway for now. Tomorrow morning I'll put it on my balcony...after it's rained.

Also, mom feels really badly. She said she never thought about that.

los hermanos have taken away two pickup truck loads so far.

Wow. It's just dead in here tonight.

Indeed. And my TV overheated or something so I'm just trying to figure out how to respond to somebody on Match.com. Exciting night!

I made the mistake of rewatching the local special about the Orly crash [link] which is so sad. It's hard to know what Atlanta would have been like without it. There was one couple who always traveled on separate planes because the wife was afraid of a crash that would orphan their children. They interviewed her husband, who was at Orly waiting for his later flight and watched the plane she was on crash.

I just found my missing ledger in the first place I had looked for it when I noticed it was missing. I wonder if the thief was wracked with guilt. Either that or we have house imps. Last week we called a plumber and when he left, the adapter he had unplugged to plug in his extension cord was missing. He swore at me for asking him if he might have taken it by mistake and D pulled out the washer and dryer and looked underneath them but couldn't find it. Two days later I was doing laundry and there it was in plain sight between the two machines.

House imps. Gotta be.

Oh.My.God, I've forgotten how much sheer damn fun I had when I worked on the radio station in college.

I'm listening to Blue Oyster Cult, bits from Fire of an Unknown Origin.

Joan Crawford has risen from the grave.

Holy god, I'd forgotten how much that damn song rocked, and I remember putting it on the BIG speakers and the entire station singing along . . .

'scuse me while I play some air guitar and feel 20 years old again.

The fat lady laughs, gentlemen, start your trucks.

I need to be packing. Instead, I'm taking 10 years to pay my bills (so darned depressing). Must pack.