I’m home in bed-not feeling well today.
Good news is that Ike has missed us, and we are all safe in Austin. Houston had some scary moments but appears to be digging out of the rubble and cleaning up the dirt as I write this. Chicago got unexpected “Iked” and had some local flooding. Just goes to show you how big the storm was. It went pretty much to the right of us here, tracking up and around us, but not hitting us directly (thank you!)
I watched Doctor Who this weekend. Phew! All I can say is I think now TiVo was doing me a favor by deleting that stuff. This one show was so scary I had to stop it in the middle, hug the dog, and go talk to the neighbors. It was about some photographer who likes to shoot old stuff. She finds these statues that are “crying angels” but they actually transport people away (they are evil.) Imagine that, a photographer who likes old things, wondering around an old house, taking pictures of old status that look like angles crying. Ah, such fiction. (In case, you know, your sarcasm detector is broken, you’ll just have to imagine the TiVo beeping from my shaking fingers right about now.)
Scriber’s Web has left for her trip. Hard to tell if her automated blogger thing is working, as she does have a post up today. Too early to tell though if she did that before she left for Cabo or not.
Keeping this short as I need to crawl back into bed and suffer some more.
Until next time…