My lizard brain, however is freaking the fuck out, and I'm checking my pharmacy reference site to figure out exactly how much Ativan I can safely take.
I found a (Jilli-font)
spider egg sac
on a pair of jeans in my closet when I was maybe 20 or 21 and I am STILL TRAUMATIZED by that memory. You take that Ativan.
Honestly, a mouse or a chupacabra or a wolverine (or Wolverine) wouldn't freak me out as much as bugs. They're small and sneaky and crawly.
Oooookay, that Ativan really did the trick.
How sad, sarameg.
We are getting a little rain with our eclipse...this'll be interesting.
My thinking is all of the close-in hotels will be booked up too
Zen, is it too late for whoever is doing the emergency hotel booking at your office to look at boutique hotels? I don't know if they're more or less likely to be filled up than the big chain ones, but I'm betting places like the one I stayed for the Washington F2F aren't super obvious for casual visitors.
Steph, it sounds like the snacks ringleader should take the cross of family burdens he's bearing and split it up to sell as cordwood.
I'll drop the suggestion on him, Matt. It's worth a look, certainly.
Interview~ma
FTR, cloud-obscured totality still pretty fucking cool.
Zen, also, there are some small places in DC - the only ones that come to mind are the Windsor Inn (on 16th Street, NW) and an Adams Morgan bed and breakfast type place on Lanier Street, NW.
Ugh Steph. I've been battling clothing moths for a couple of years. They're not a swarm, but I think they're gone and I'll find some in the spare room closet or the basement. Bastards.