o_a, definitely check with a bike shop. They usually have all ranges of prices and can help you solve individual problems with configurations. Forgive me for not being more aware of your phyiscal issues but I was wondering about a recumbent trike--I know it's pricey, but something similar maybe? They make racks with panniers to solve cargo issues.

You know, Teppy, if we weren't already convinced that The Boy is a decent fellow, we would know now. He must be, to not only have attracted you into his life, but he has a really great best friend. Water seeks its own level.

I told him this, and he says thank you.

And yeah, if more people could be convinced to take their frustrations out in ice cream, the world would be a better place. Maybe Ben and Jerry's dreams of Whirled Peace is not so crazy after all.

I said that we should propose this to our community council (think of the council meetings on Gilmore Girls, only in an urban setting), and ask for a grant to do drive-by ice creamings.

And I'm not totally kidding.

Maybe we should start a gang called the Al-Kindles. Slap some literacy into everyone.

"Read this! READ THIS! I mean it -- you read this classic or I will fuck you up good!"

So Joe and Ellie are now on hour four of their visit to the ER. (Ellie has an abscess in a tooth that has caused the entire left side of her face to swell. She's been on antibiotics for 24 hours now but her face looks worse so her took her in. See LJ for all the details.) The good thing is that they went to the really good children's hospital here. The bad thing is that our insurance doesn't cover that hospital (although it does cover emergencies, so we will see). Mostly, money aside, I just want her face to stop swelling up. After four hours, they have taken blood to run tests but no results or treatment yet.

Something like this: [link] Only not so much stick figures as real crutches. I was too tired to do specifics on the crutches...

Daniel, you crack me up. That's awesome. Although that configuration will kill the basket for shopping bags

Not really, I envisioned the crutches in the middle, down the center, together, leaving the sides of the basket open for stuffing.

Oh, poor Ellie. Jesus, Stephanie, the poor kid must be miserable. She will need an ice-creaming, too, I think!

Yeah, except I feel like I'm abusing her by giving her anything sweet. (Or with carbohydrates, says the dentist, since I guess sugar/carbohydrates cause equal damage to teeth).

Stephanie, I literally feel Ellie's pain. Well, I was lucky enough to not have an abcess, but oh god, the pain. Poor noodle.

The world really needs more drive-by ice creamings. (I first typed ice crammings. What's with that?)

I was overcome with awwww at Padawan Ellie. I hope the force is with her at the ER. Don't beat yourself up, Stephanie. I am, as I have said before, the poster child for bad teeth, and sugar is only a tiny part of the equation, which is mostly genetic. Is she getting fluoride in her water and toothpaste?

Omnis, I had my bike on a pulley arrangement before some stole the bike. It hangs on a single ceiling hook, kind of like [link] so it should be relatively apartment friendly. If I can remember the extremely logical place I put it, I could send it to you.

Poor Padawan Ellie! Quick healing for her.

The Women is on cable this morning and just as bitchily entertaining as ever.

Norma Shearer's character is such a drip and sanctimonious bore early on, that you wind up rooting for Crystal Allen. At least for a little while. It's kind of a neat narrative trick, but Joan sells it.

The Women is on cable this morning and just as bitchily entertaining as ever.

Since I went to an all-girls' high school, every year I lobbied for the drama department to do that as our Spring show.

Shot down every year. Pah!