I saw xmas decorations in CVS when I bought Halloween candy and I let out an audible epithet. I'm glad small children were not near.

Audible Epithet could be a band name.

Myself I would appreciate an emergency kit, since I'm shopping them right now. The kind of thing everyone could use but doesn't want to invest in. Not terribly romantic though.

I think that makes it kind of perfect for a generic office gift, but I guess it's not all fun, and maybe that would be better....

Myself I would appreciate an emergency kit, since I'm shopping them right now. The kind of thing everyone could use but doesn't want to invest in. Not terribly romantic though.

I got one of those 5 year anniversary things from work this year where you select from a big catalog and instead of a diamond bracelet or crystal bowl or whatnot I picked the car emergency kit.

[I picked the girly pink one even, because that came with a mini, car-charged dustbuster while the manly black one didn't. On the plus side it's also a lot easier to spot in the back of the trunk.]

This is one of the weirder campaign ads I've seen. Don't vote for the other guy! He's got a bunch of degrees from well-known universities, and he eats corn dogs!

Who knew the Information Age would include a resurgence of the Dark Ages?

My wounds are often visibly healed before the adjacent adhesive wounds are gone. Bodies are so weird. As are the ways we choose to try and heal them.

I sometimes think poorly of humanity. This is not one of those times. This is one of those times when I think we are so breath-takingly amazing.

Whatever code the Gawker network is using for their article pages isn't compatible with my browser, so fuck 'em. I mostly miss their version of natter anyway, and am getting by just fine without it.

Some of the bandages they'd put on my neck (what I thought were normal band aids) after getting IV access into the external jugular would tear my skin coming off and leave me with blisters that I then had to cover with some sort of bandaging because it was too raw to rist touching anything. Luckily that didn't recurse all the way to me not having any flesh left.

The amount of bandaging that goes on and off the portacath site regularly. Good lord. I am surprised it's not rawer.

Lights are on across the street! Maybe my side will have power sooner than expected.

Mum wants to pick me up and take me and the cats back to NH until NJ sorts itself out. She also needs help with yard work.

This is not one of those times. This is one of those times when I think we are so breath-takingly amazing.

Didn't some group do something similar with...maybe computer kiosks in India? Having a hard time working out where I saw/read that.

Fingers crossed you get power back soon, Juliebird.