Bah. It's HOT. And HUMID (for Seattle; east-coasters, hush!)

And we have a smog advisory; it smells like burning sewage outside, and I'm having minor distress (I have asthma-damage-caused emphysema). It's IRKSOME (not dangerous). And STINKY.

I demand someone do something about this!

Blame Tino, SH. We all do.

t Kirk-voice TINOOOOOO! t /Kirk-voice

Mom and spent the day driving through (and shopping in) Lancaster County, PA. While we were in a farmhouse quilt/fabric shop near Bird-in-Hand, a storm passed just east of where we were. When we came out to the car, it was hot, muggy, and damp, but there weren't any puddles on the parking lot. However, as we got into Intercourse, it had obviously downpoured there--mini-lakes were forming in the road's depressions.

Mom picked up some pottery, a pillow, and some placemats, and I got a "quillow" (a quilt that folds into and stores in a pillow case) for my new couch. We also splurged at a gift shop--she got some Xmas presents and a Byer's caroler for herself, and I picked up some Jim Shore ornaments and a big Shore frog that cracked me up when I saw it.

I really love driving through Amish country, although I got nervous when I'd go over a hill because I didn't know if I'd encounter a buggy on the shoulder that I'd have to slow down to pass.

Tino controls the weather?

[link] Vik Sahay on You Can't Do That on Television. He's so WEE! And so CANADIAN!

(The Alanis episodes are somehow even freakier. Wonder if there's one with both of them...)

Impressive! I'm not sure if he tops the other sex scandals, but a good try.

I like the part where he met his current (and second) wife while she was working as an intern. Absolutely classic.

And someone got video! [link]

I can't see it until get home.

Cries.

Two minutes from home and I hit a detour. Drive for five more minutes around to the other end of my road. Also barricaded. Follow detour signs. Detour signs disappear. Drive ten more minutes back to the first barricade and sneak past. Another barricade! Seriously, Tino, you don't need to block a mile of residential road for ten feet of downed power line (which, of course, is practically right outside my apartment).

Tino also barricaded a giant chunk of the way home and is putting in new pipes right outside of where I work.

Polar bear, Tino. POLAR BEAR!

I am still amusing myself that this trouble causing Tino is the same Tino as Rayanne Graff's Cousin Tino, who (I don't think) we really ever see.

My tooth now hurts like hell after the dentist cleaned around it. He gave me antibiotics because my tooth (or the gums) has an infection.

Say, do you suppose I could temporarily be like a komodo dragon, where I could bite someone and just wait a few days for the bacteria in my mouth to cause the person to die of infection?