No. Every day is like Sunday, silly.

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When I can't get this horrible mash-up of the two songs out of my head, I'm blaming YOU.

My feet are also on the wide side of normal. Alas.

No. Every day is like Sunday, silly.

I was JUST ABOUT to post this!

Darn you, Tep. If you'd been faster, Jilli could blame you instead. Also so could I. Since I totally earwormed myself.

So the coleslaw I made yesterday wasn't all that awesome. And I thought I'd just finish it up and call it a mistake. Took me three bites today to realize it's FULL OF CELERY SEEDS. Evil, nasty celery taste.

Why? I mean, if I'm writing a book about, say, Pelosi, I'm probably going to rent places in D.C. and S.F. to get access. Were those places smaller, it would be likely I'd at least maybe be in the same neighborhood, and if someone near her offered me a place for cheap (especially in SF) I'd totally live next door.

Being understandable doesn't mean it's not creepy. Hi, I've rented out the place next door, by the way, I'm writing a book about you.

Now if she's accusing him of being a pedophile that's pretty detestable, but so would pulling out the Nazi card (though Glen Beck is really putting everybody else to shame on this front).

My feet are also on the wide side of normal. Alas.

The real reason they don't fit me is that I don't wear a size 9! I'm not sure what I was thinking that day...

Probably that they were really cute. I've tried that rationale before. "I know I wear a 9.5 or a 10, but maybe these will fit...ow, ow."

"In a good shoe, I wear a size six, but a seven feels so good, I buy a size eight."

I have a pair of steel-toed Mary Janes on exactly that premise. There's actually a note on my fridge telling me I don't take that size Doc Martens--I've been down that road before, but I just couldn't stop myself. And I can't bring myself to give them to charity. Because, sure, the right pair of thick socks could fix everything...

My understanding is that he rented the house next door. The owner is engaged in one of those neighbor feuds with the Palins. When SP found out about this, and that he was writing a book about her (and expecting it to be negative), she said something about how she didn't know what kind of information he'd get by looking into Piper's bedroom, at her little garden, and the family swimming hole. Piper being ... eight or so, I think. That's where the pedophilia slant comes in.

McGinnis said that he wasn't going to bring in lights, cameras, etc., that he wanted to talk to people who'd known SP for years and that they should be glad it was him and not someone who'd have cameras trained on them.

Todd Palin, seemingly, went and talked to JMcG and things got hostile. Then SP was posting things on ... Facebook, I think. JMcG says he's been getting death threats, has asked for police protection, and brought up the Nazi comment as saying this is the kind of thing the Nazis did, intimidating their opponents and threatening them.

Now it seems the Palins have put up a big fence between their house the the neighbor's but, not satisfied with how effective it's going to be, they're talking about having to move out for the duration of JMcG's lease ... three months, I think.