Agnes is very cute, and quite sleek. I left a comment there. I also added your flickr id and marked you as a friend. You might know me from Eve.
Or not.
Scott @27 The anti-vaxxers are already blaming flu vaccination as a possible cause, not withstanding the 1918 pandemic.
Great article. I knew about the ten year requirement for tetanus boosters but not the five year requirement. Since we have horses, this is an issue for me and Jack. Fortunately, we both have had our most recent booster in the past two years. Goodness, I hate those things, but not enough to make me risk getting tetanus.
I had shingles a few years ago, in my right hand. I diagnosed it myself the morning I was already scheduled to go to the doctor to find out why my normal self-care for tendinitis wasn't working. (I've had eczema in the past, and the lesions looked similar.) The pain was fairly bad, but the phantom sensations were even more disturbing. At times, I felt as though I had insects crawling on my arm, or someone was running an ice cube or dripping water on the area. Very odd. I recovered completely, but was bummed to find out that shingles can come back.
@38 Thanks for the link: I'd never read it before. Amazing that the plane managed to survive despite so far exceeding its design specs.
I gave my mother an Ubuntu Linux rebuilt system three months ago. She is no less clueless on Linux than she was on Windows, but at least the damage is a little more limited.
I've managed to resist using whinging, but have a much harder time not using the Australian "chuffed." Is there an American cognate for chuffed?
And it irritates me that someone who names his novel with a line from Whitman's poem can then turn around and get upset because someone alludes to his novel in a movie title.
My condolences to all who knew him personally. I feel an astonishing since of loss without having been anything but an avid reader of his blog.
Is there a best time to view? Probably hopeless here in Colorado, but it would be so cool.
I believe I have had one of these paid shills comment to my read-by-very-few-people web log. I had put up a photo of some phlox that had finally bloomed in my garden. A few months later, someone made a brief comment which was on-topic to the post, but just seemed a bit odd. When I followed the link to his or her "web log" it was a pseudo web log which linked to a bunch of commercial sites. I removed the link, but left the rest. Akismet (Wordpress comment spam plugin which usually works quite well) didn't flag it as a spam comment.
Jim,
Since panic attacks involve the feeling of doom and shortened breathing, is there anyway to distinguish the symptoms from a heart attack?
Kieran: Good one.
Speaking as one who is phobic about mice, I don't really have a problem with the lyric. Oddly enough, I had a cat who was also phobic about mice, and would come and complain to me in the middle of the night that the mice were eating her kibble. I don't know what she thought I was supposed to do about them.
The mice phobia is usually not a big problem, despite my occasional embarrassment about being the stereotypical woman standing on a chair. There was the time that a mouse in the dog food bin (kept in the garage) ran over my hand as I scooped out the chow. I screamed loudly for a while, and then went into the kitchen and inquired why Jack hadn't come to my rescue. Jack said: I figured it was either a mouse or a mountain lion, and I didn't think I could do anything in either case. (We live in Colorado, slap up against the Rocky Mountain National Forest. We have lots of wild life, that is much BIGGER than mice, but don't worry me nearly as much.)
Don McLean - American Pie
I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news,
But she just smiled and turned away.
I went down to the sacred store
Where I'd heard the music years before.
But the man there said the music wouldn't play.
And in the streets the children screamed,
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed.
But not a word was spoken.
The church bells all were broken.
And the three men I admire most--"
The father, son, and the holy ghost--"
They caught the last train for the coast,
The day the music died.
They were singing . . .
Wow, this title seems a little spooky now.
I note that we (here in Colorado Springs, and no, we have nothing to do with Focus on the Family, nor do our friends) is one of the few white areas on the map. However, the map neglects to show wildland fires, blizzards, hail, severe electrical storms (close to record for the country), flash flooding (Big Thompson Canyon Flood anyone?) and the powerful downdraft winds which can all occur here. (Powerful tornados this close to the mountains are rare, but go twenty miles east....)
64 degrees F. here at 2:47 in the afternoon. About midway through August we start getting these occasional cooler days in Colorado at 7200 feet.
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