I read that as Accord HPV.

I read it as "Accord Phew". And while they're supposed to be reliable, I don't think owning one would be quite that much of a relief.

"PHEV" to me sounds like the sound your electric car definitely won't make.

And you call yourselves Canadians?

I know! It's shocking. And it happens every year.

That is surprising. I thought driving in snow was one of the three things Canadians are extra good at.

This makes me sad:

Gilda's Club affiliates changing their name because Gilda Radner died way too long ago

Four affiliates of the cancer support community Gilda's Club, formed and named in honor of the legendary Saturday Night Live comedian Gilda Radner (who died of ovarian cancer in 1989), have decided to drop Gilda's name for an incredibly depressing reason: the younger patients don't know who she is. "...[O]ur college students were born after Gilda Radner passed, as we are seeing younger and younger adults who are dealing with a cancer diagnosis,” said executive director of Gilda's Club Madison, Lannia Syren Stenz. "We want to make sure that what we are is clear to them and that there’s not a lot of confusion that would cause people not to come in our doors." According to the Wisconsin State Journal, the national organization will slowly phase in the new name, Cancer Support Community, and phase Gilda out. I feel like there's a "there's always something" joke in this, but I'm too sad to think of one.

Every one of my ancestors living in Maine were killed in this war except for a mother and son, who where captured and kept by the Native American tribe for 2 years until they were ransomed by an English sea captain, who took them back to England. Where they boarded a ship for Boston, and then walked back to Maine. Now you all know where I get my stubborn from.

Good heavens, Sparky! That's a novel, right there.

I went to King Philip Regional High School, and yet I didn't know that King Philip's War stretched all the way to Maine! I'll have to research that.

The hill behind the house I grew up in was named "Indian Hill", and local rumor had it that King Philip himself hid out in one of the caves on the hill.

ION, I got home from work last night to be greated by a frantic text message from my BIL that my folks had shown up at his/my sister's house. (My BIL likes my dad fine, but finds my mother way too difficult to deal with.)

Dad admitted, happily, that driving out to the old apartment had been a mistake--I think I need to get the keys from him, just to prevent that happening again. I told him that taking her out of the building whenever she wants isn't going to help her adjust.

My brother the doctor, meanwhile, is wondering whether a prescription for Haldol will help. Oy.

WE ARE BOOKED FOR DISNEY!!!

Yay msbelle!

And Pix, your new dog is adorable! Very cute, and I hope he settles in well.