Have marked, thanks Megan.

Note to self: there are holes in the floor between basement and first floor. Eau de stain will seep upstairs. (Windows were cracked, and I may open a few more.)

Thanksgiving is very specific in its meaning for me. It means sarameg comes in from out of town, and maybe I get to see her at Kat's. Before that it was something we objected strenuously to in Canada. And before that it didn't exist.

Yeah, I like my new TG tradition. Feels like it belongs to me, rather than obliged to someone else . Xmas belongs to my family, extra so because of the nephew's birthday. But TG? TG is mine and I am always thankful for the gifts (people) I carve out the time for specifically.

Tomorrow I must: pay my bills, fill out my performance appraisal, sort out my timecard, cause I screwed something up MONTHS ago and just noticed (charged a holiday when I mean to charge a vacation. Think I can fix it by charging one of my holidays to vacation coming up.)

So I apparently slept through a wicked storm which may have involved a tornado just 2-3 miles from me: [link] . Peeled the roof of some townhouse apartments. Eek.

Weren't too many branches in my yard, though most of the leaves are down now. And the magnolia down the block lost some limbs. Apparently not as bad here.

Ignore the mess: [link]

Hunger Games fans? you must watch this. [link]

Skippy McSkipperson = Me

Tired from my day. Rode bike to Metro Rail. Metro Rail'd to Amoeba H'wood. Found out Amoeba had kinda screwed up the records on my album. Among other things, by ordering my album from a distributor rather than directly from me, the retail price on the album would be $21. Not that it's not an excellent album, but I think few would buy a 12 song album at that price. So they paid me for the one they'd sold from my consignment and the fellow promised me he'd lower the price on the albums they had so they'd actually have a chance of selling. Then they'd order from me next time (if they sell).

Metro'd back to find helicopters hovering over that part of South Pasadena. Turns out there'd be a jewelry smash'n'grab in Pasadena and they were looking for the suspects. Hours later they'd caught four of them but they're even now still looking for more and residents in that area are supposed to stay inside. A lot of excitement for this town. [link] [link]

Recommended Allyson's book to someone who was looking for new children's picture books to add to her classics. Did chores. Picked the first Gravenstein off my tree. And now feel like passing out.

I hope everyone had decent days.

At my father's funeral we sang "This is my song," to Sibelius' Finlandia. It had special meaning to Dad because of his Finnish ancestry, and I've always love the meaning behind the first two verses.

amyth and smonster have merged me into their lovely Friends Thanksgiving tradition, which involves a dozen or so adults and a steadily increasing number of children. I bring pies and wine. It'll be this Saturday. Since my local family's died off, I don't really have gathering plans for Thanksgiving day, but I'll probably enjoy the time off and decorate my apartment for the holidays.

Jessica, you should throw a post-thanksgiving dinner for friends on Sunday or something

You know, that's a fantastic idea. I can't do it that weekend (because my parents are coming down on their way back from Boston), but maybe I can organize some kind of leftovers potluck with all the neighbors during the week.