I am also glad he wasn't an axe murderer!

Yeah, I would have been doomed to one day think "Boy Jesse hasn't posted in a really long time."

Edit: Not to make it all about me. I realize that your getting axe murdered would be a suboptimal outcome for you too.

it was a plot point in a musical I just saw that the bad guy had a Costco membership, but he wasn't an ax murderer, just gun-totin'.

I just had to see that again. There's no part of that statement that I don't love.

I, too, am glad Jesse's ride wasn't an axe murderer.

And I'm so, so very glad that everything went well for Owen!

Oh yeah, Yay Owen!!

The cracking thing sets off my cutesy-etymology spidey sense.

It's always seemed synonymous with Georgia/Florida poor white although in North and Central Florida, at least, "cracker" denotes native-born, with no negative connotation.

I think cracker always refers to rural Southerners, with an implication of a lack of sophistication and conservative and sometimes racists views. There is a real theory that cracker came from whip cracking, but it was the whips of the some of the early settlers of North Florida/South Georgia, who were essentially cowboys raising cattle for meat on semi-unclaimed land. The slave thing is just nonsense. Even if true, the whip crackers were usually overseers, who were hardly rich.

Damn it is muggy out.

It's muggy here in Kansas, too.

It's freaking me right out, frankly. I am ready to return to my lack of humidity.

Big annual board meeting tomorrow. I think I'm prepared, but as usual I'm fidgeting around with numbers right now, the night before. Hope we'll do well. Hope we all make the right decisions.

Our one out of town board member is in town already, and we've got our friend who's planning for his trip to Tuva coming in from the commune tomorrow. So far so good.

Muggy here too. House is cool, thought. Hopefully you won't have any storms on the way down, msbelle.

I *just* remembered to stop billing on gas and electric at the old place.

So, how are the adjustments going to the new place, sarameg? Are the cats settling in as well as you seem to be?

Oh, I'm definitely home. In chaos, but home.

Mister Kitty has finally migrated to sleeping on the bed all day. I think the cats are happy. Loki clearly is and Devi isn't hinky anymore, hanging out in whatever room I'm in (her usual behavior.) I can't believe the length of my short-term to-do list, but that is what it is.

Now to go assemble some furniture, find my sheets and towels and my hard drives....

although in North and Central Florida, at least, "cracker" denotes native-born, with no negative connotation.

A chunk of my family moved to Central Florida a few years ago (this not being the side of the family that is FROM Florida) and their native-Floridian neighbors proudly identify themselves (as opposed to the recent arrivals) as Crackers.

It doesn't seem to be dependant on income.

Edit: And so far as I know, only white people. I think I'd bust a gut laughing if I heard a black person refer to him/herself as a 'cracker'.