That's great, askye. I know too much about electricity.
Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I'm not sure if St Albans is going to be in the impacted area but they are issuing warnings for Burlington. It's mostly warnings of possible power outages and downed trees.
One of the weather.com maps showed possibility winds of 65mph covering most of VT. And there are warnings of flash flooding.
I realized I need batteries for my clock radio.
The projections are still uncertain about Irene's path through NC in two days. It may just clip the Outer Banks or it may come a good ways inland. The latter would affect the Trianglistas a lot more than the former.
I am wondering if the tree whose limb did a number on my car will survive the weekend. I'm also planning to park well out of its potential falling range.
Oh my god, they made something like doberge cake in Moldova and it was one of my favorite things there, how did I not know it was a thing here and why haven't I got some RIGHT NOW?
ION, I'm caught up but running late, so.. hi Bitches! Bye Bitches!!
I'm a little freaked out about Irene because my mom is up in Massachusetts--right on the water. She is not evacuating, but she's battening down the hatches. She's relieved my stepdad is not up there, because he would only be a pain in the ass and slow down her hurricane prep.
Bleh. I'm tired of being in pain.
Now the Drunk Commerce Fairy needs her own website where she expounds on how the world economy is going to hell.
Oh! I know this, I've been at a conference. Let me check my notes:
"Everyone's borrowed too much money, and now they're all paying it back instead of paying people to do productive stuff like their jobs."
Hm. I think that's more the Hungover Commerce Fairy.
Happy birthday barb!
Thank you, sorella!!
My mom's staying in the hospital tonight for observation after having chest pains. I need to teach my sister to preface messages that say "Call my cell right now" with "Mom's okay," or I'll have chest pains too.
They haven't found anything specific so far, but she does have congestive heart failure.
Watching a parent deteriorate is not a lick of fun.