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Thursday, January 27, 2005

For a day that started with a power blackout and ended with a massive rainstorm, I feel pretty lucky that I got as much done as I did. The blackout could have come in the middle of the day, when I was trying to squeeze spreadsheets out of my poor, tired brain. And the rain could have hammered us in the afternoon, making it less likely that I would have been able to get out for a (much needed) lunch with Suzanne.

But I did get out for lunch, and it was great, even though I nearly choked on my French dip. Eating too fast, I guess, or maybe Iím just not used to being out in public. Iíve been sequestered all month, and I havenít had to eat with people around. The coffee shop where we went this afternoon was busy but not crowded. I didnít make too much of a spectacle of myself, although anyone who chose to look would have seen my face turning red and my eyes watering. Still, I survived. And I got filled up, too, so I could save my left over roast potatoes and grilled chicken for another day.

If Iím saving it for a rainy day, I think Iíll have a good chance tomorrow. The way itís raining tonight, itíll either blow through fast or itíll settle over us until weíre completely under water. I wouldnít place a bet either way, but for now Iím glad it didnít start until after dark, when I didnít plan to be anywhere but inside my cozy bungalow. Here all I have to do is hope the roof holds up and the trees stay rooted in place.




26 January 2005

War of the clouds.



On the other hand, this is the kind of storm that could bring us a more serious blackout than the one we had before I even got out of bed. I woke up to the flashing numbers on the clock radio, so I had to get up and make sure I hadnít overslept. It was about an hour before I wanted to get up, so I went back to bed. I tried to oversleep, knowing I would have had a good excuse, but it wasnít in me. Too responsible, I guess. Or too scared of falling behind again. (Is that the same thing?)




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One year ago: Mixed Nuts
"There are some very good men in the race for the Democratic presidential nomination. (No women, alas.) I just hope they don't all do each other in, so that there's nobody left standing at the end but Fortinbras."

Two years ago: Checks and Balances
"He's brought us to the brink of war, and he's even convinced about half of us that this war is a good idea. He hasn't done it with facts, even if he has them. He's done it not only by supplying us with filtered information, but also by closing off sources of real information."

Three years ago: Shriveled
"Now I'm taking up half the couch, and if I don't get my furnace fixed tomorrow as promised, I'll probably slide down between the cushions with the stale popcorn and the rusty old pennies."

Four years ago: Fixing a Hole
"So really, don't bother. Keep doing what you're doing. Whatever, it's no skin off."

Five years ago: Welcome to My New Home
"As imperfect a man as Clinton is, he has brought people into government who have improved how it looks and how it relates to those of us who believe in one human race."


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