They totally do have a tough job, and I do respect that(And I virtually know, at least, some cop-hating liberals) but it's because what they do is so important that we should all be invested in it as citizens. He doesn't want to hear all of my David Simon quotes, does he? Dude, be nice to Ms. Belle because it could be worse, right?

Pain-free-soon~ma for Drew.

Pics or it didn't happen, shrift.

I lost a modem and a telephone to lightning years ago; now I have surge suppressors.

I Mondayed like a boss, today. Started the new job, met with tons of people, already developing plans on how to organize my boss' calendar, possibly developing some consolidated information docs (they have a bazillion different conference rooms, all reserved with different systems and no overarching document that pulls all that info together.) Only problem is, I'm in a temporary cube until they build me a new one closer to my boss. No idea if I'll keep the phone number currently assigned to me. And, I think I must have walked 10 miles around the hospital trying to get there from here, which in many cases wasn't possible. I've got four maps just to get me around the two towers that WIMR's in, along with the maps to get to the radiology department in the hospital. It took me 15 minutes to get out of the building because of where the entrance to the towers is and where I was parked on the other side of the building. Geezus fuck, that's the worst building layout I've ever seen. It may make sense in a clinical setting, but for us office drones who have to navigate the entire place and not just one "module", it's the fucking labyrinth and I better get a cookie if I ever find the minotaur.

I hope you feel better soon, Drew!

In the mid-60s, my sister was on the phone at our grandparents' farm, and lightning struck. The phone blew up. No one was hurt. Still, Sis has been terrified of thunderstorms ever since. While Dad understood, he didn't want me to be scared, too. So when storms would roll in, he'd take me down to the harbor, and we'd watch them do their thing over the lake. Sometimes I'd get ice cream, too. I love storms!

Pics or it didn't happen, shrift.

I put one up on the Facebook.

Ah, that new job smell. Maybe get yourself some string and breadcrumbs.

I think what you need, Sail, is a Librarian.

It is too hot to do anything. Too hot to sit on the couch. Too hot to lie in bed. Too hot to be outside. maybe I will try a tepid bath, though my tub be uncomfortable, yea it may be cool.

Years ago, lightning hit somewhere near my house and the surge took out a weird variety of things: television, dryer, phones, computer modem, alarm clock, toaster. Thinking about it, I realized it was everything that was drawing power at the time. The washer was off; the dryer was on. The toaster had entirely unnecessary digital settings. In the one and only time I've lucked out this way, the computer had two weeks' warranty left.

It took me a while to figure out it was lightning. It was so loud that my first thought was that a car had hit the house.

I have plans for the rest of the week. Tomorrow, getting stuff organized and cleaned in my apartment, making some calls about movers, calling several of my doctors, doing laundry, and possibly working on some more Javascript stuff. Wednesday, going to campus and cleaning out my office, and taking care of paperwork there. I'm not sure how much of this I'll actually accomplish.

Maybe get yourself some string and breadcrumbs.

I'm considering it! Or a GPS, if it worked in just the building the way it does with roads.

Or a GPS, if it worked in just the building the way it does with roads.

"In 30 feet, turn left at Bob's office."

"In 10 feet, continue past the vending machine."

"You have passed Bob's office. Re-calculating..."

"In 8 feet, make a U-turn at the dangling ceiling tile."

Steph, that needs to exist as a sketch on something like Funny or Die.