And I like walking on the break walls!

mr. flea's cousin in Indiana sent us a picture of the immense catfish he found lying on the sidewalk (after their flooding). It really needs to be made a Lolfish, captioned, "Whut?"

All we've got for wacky weather is the 4rd day in a row of near 100 degrees. And two more coming. And 90s for the rest of the week. I hate the South.

I wonder how you pronounce "seiche"?

I just watched that Natalie Portman rapping on SNL video, and I don't think it is funny at all. I didn't even smile. I think I will go rewatch 'Dick in a Box".

Lee! You should text me randomly!

This pronounces it for you, Sophia.

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I was so productive while mac played. He wanted to do computer games, not play with me, so I:

put away all his summer clothes
put the rest of his winter/cool weather clothes into storage thing
vacuumed my room
made his bed with new sheets
and folded two sets of sheets.

YAY! now collapse for storytime.

Nuuumf.

Thanks to Fucking Mosquitoes and Company, I don't feel good enough to walk this long on my own for the sunrise in the Old City. I just can't walk this now, and I'm kind of disappointed from the amounts of sleep my life and body requires these days in order to function normally, but I'm glad I know this now before I'll find myself throw up in some street I don't know because once again trying to do more than I can. But that's a bitter comfort.

At least my CSer has other people to go with (she's coming from another part of the city). At least I know how to better plan it for next time, and gain some sleep (for I think I killed the motherfucker by now), and mom won't have to worry about her eldest walking all alone in the middle of the night.

No, the only positive way I can look at it right now is getting sleep and rest. I really need it, and wish for things to look less disappointing in the morning.

I'm sorry, Shir. Best to take care of yourself and look forward to the next time, but still -- the disappointment is obvious.

Plei! Done! We may be boarding soon though!

You Chicagoistas never heard of seiches? I've always thought that was one of the cooler things about Lake Michigan.

I guess I've watched too much of Tom Skilling on WGN news--he always has reports on various weather-related historical disasters in Chicagoland, including the seiche back in 1954.

Eight people drowned in Chicago's most tragic seiche, on June 26, 1954; a ten-foot wave swept seven people off the rocks at Montrose Harbor and an eighth from North Avenue Bridge. Since then, there have been numerous seiche scares and reports of smaller seiches, but none that caused similar damage or deaths.

That's why there is rope along the fisherman-popular piers, so you have something to grab hold of if a seiche appears.