the most interesting thing (to me) to come out of last night is B's description of what happened when the second shot was fired. The plaza was quite busy and B recognized the first sound as a gunshot and turned to look. At the second shot the crowd of people seated on the patio, walking across the plaza and in line at the box office threw themselves to the ground as a unit. Some people dove behind planters or other cover but I find it fascinating how well we've been trained. Ten years ago people would have been standing up like meerkats all, "what's going on?" Today we hear gunshots, we hit the deck.
Oz ,'First Date'
Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
{{{{{Sail and family}}}}} I'm so sorry for your loss. You're in my thoughts.
I dreamed that the dog had jumped over the fence and was attacking my backyard neighbor. I'd like Erin's dream, please.
I was feeling better last night, but now I'm back to having a fever and contemplating oatmeal for lunch, since the thought of most foods makes my stomach twitch. I'm supposed to be in a trivia tournament tomorrow, and I'm wondering whether I should urge the team to get someone else. It probably won't matter; we always crash and burn at the tournaments.
-ma to you and yours, Sail.
Lots of hugs for Sail and family.
Ginger, I'm sorry you are still fighting that ick.
Laga, I'm just really thankful you and yours are safe. It's utter crap to be so parochial about that kind of thing, though. (Meaning me and my reactions)
I am also not at the beach, but at least I'm not blizzarded, which I think Daniel and Andi may be.
I'm not sure what things are like up in the Cities, where Daniel is working, but here in Faribault, we have no current precipitation. Yesterday we had a fair amount of wintery-mix, but nothing killer. On Thursday, I had to work in a neighboring town that was getting clobbered. Driving home, there was such hideous visibility that pulling over to wait out the storm was impossible. All I could see was a tiny bit of white line at the edge of the road, and I feared to pull over lest someone else think that was where the road was. The headlights of oncoming traffic actually helped because of the way my own headlights were picking up the huge snowflakes zooming in at me. And then half way between the two towns, it just cleared up. Daniel had to drive most of his way through that mess. I was not happy until he got home.
Argh. I just opened the box for my new bookcase, thinking I'd get everything all set up today, and it's broken. I called and they're sending me a replacement one, but now I've got to figure out how to get the broken one to someplace where I can ship it back.
Hil, how was it shipped to you? You may be able to get them to come back and get it.
Oh, what a pain, Hil! I'm sorry.
I love Erin's dream!! I had bizarre but oddly nice dreams last night too. About spending the weekend with this boy I liked in college, and trying to go to this big show with Smonster and Amyth...
It's UPS, and it looks like I can schedule a pickup from their website. Neat! Target is sending me a shipping label so I won't have to pay for the return shipping.