tuna fish and crackers

I will say this, waiting out multiple-day inclement weather was way more fun during Ike when I had storm buddies to hang out with.

Followed by the interview with the drivers who had watched someone give up on waiting, only get their car about twenty feet further, then walk off into the horizon

My new favorite news moment of the morning is the reporter pointing out the drain on the road, excitedly talking about how the road finally has a place for the water to go - followed by a pan out to show that this road is actually a highway, at least a foot of water still standing.

The good news is that the rain held off long enough for me to get home, free and clear.

The bad news (more inconvenient than bad) is that I seem to find myself temporarily in possession of lakefront property. Let me once again thank God that my doorstep is the highest point along the entire row of apartments.

I am one away from a 100% on this, so you know what I'm obsessed with right now.

[climbed climbed climbed]

The rain needs to hold off until four (pretty please?) so I can get there and back from a movie at the MFAH. (When you finish a DVD and immediately try to find any possible way to see it on a huge screen, you don't want to be held up by weather.) At least wait until I make it back to Westheimer, okay storms? Not that I *need* to go to the discount bookstore, but it would make a cozy hangout.

I can't post this on Twitter while riding the bus, I'm already holding too much.

Right now, as I try to devour my 780 page library book on a bus for 20-40 minutes at a go, I'm starting to understand how e-readers became so widespread so quickly.

This post could've also been called "Dude! My wrists!"

And now I'm watching the old VHS copy of 'Star Wars' that I took from my parents over Christmas vacation some year.

Good thing I already know what this looks like, because the tracking button is not doing a thing (except add to my exercise for the day, since it's not even on a remote).

[No, I don't need a DVD copy.]


I wanted to treat myself to a picnic at the Waterwall today, as it's my last guaranteed Monday off for the season. When it was after one and I hadn't started lunch (or gotten out of PJs or otherwise acted like an adult...) yet, I gave up on the plan a little. I did pretend it was ten degrees warmer out than it really was and took to the pool for half an hour. I'll call that the joys of Texas - having a pool fifteen feet from my front door. (Also, the afternoon sun warming up the water enough to be in it the first week of May.)

Picnic and pool will be rescheduled to the future. I think my summer of not running a show should involve lots of both.