I'm with you, Lee. My allergies have been kicking my butt lately.

I took CJ to training this morning, came home, crawled back in bed and slept until noon. I can't wait for this cold to take a hike.

I'm working on a deep clean of the living room, including shifting furniture. I normally get someone else to dust due to my asthma, but I'm doing it small bit by small bit and am ok so far.

Just got a text from CJ that his training has been halted and they are out on a search. First really nice weekend of 2012 and someone already in need of search and rescue.

Crazy - got another text from CJ "Almost done" which was quickly followed by "Nevrmind, plane crash in Elbert County". Eeeep.

I did some gardening today. Now I'm sitting on the front porch watching a bee go all over an annual I dropped in a pot last week. I could swear I hear her saying, "Om nom nomzzzzzz."

Hil,

apparently I fucked up and didn't include the link. sorry.

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I have done stuff. 2 more people replied with sorry, can't, but at least two more replied.

I am sore and will be more sore tomorrow and my yard still looks bad and my house is still cluttered.

1 load of laundry. dishes in sink washed. litter cleaned. recycling out. 2 transhcans full of leaves and yellow oak tree fuzz. 2 sections on lawn sprayed. flowerbeds watered. Castle watched.

Thanks, le nubian. That was interesting.

I'm trying to decide if I want to go see Hunger Games tonight or tomorrow.

If I could find any of the these arc reactors in a chick cut, I'd be happy. Well, not the one with the torso. But, nothing. And I doubt I'll find something before May 4th. So, instead, old faithful.

It's good, msbelle. Normally I'd say a little at a time, but you're doing a lot at a time.

Pear butter is done. We'll see if it firms up. It made three and a half pints.

Now archery and then more weeding, I think.

“Every day 20 tour buses come down this street to look at this neighborhood and take pictures,” Harris said. “Don’t tell me they’re just touring the city. If you’re trying to tour the city, then you’re in the wrong neighborhood. They just ride around in the part that’s been devastated. Lower Ninth Ward ain’t receiving a single penny for that. Why can’t I get something? Why does the man driving the bus get all the money? I ain’t a guinea pig. I don’t want to be put under a microscope. We’re the ones that suffered down here, who lost everything. There are still dead people that they haven’t accounted for. It’s frustrating. It took almost seven years for the Ninth Ward to look like what it looks like now, and it still don’t look like [anything].”

This is a huge problem that basically treats these victims like animals in a zoo. Hey, Hil, do you have the link for that story?