1) Never read a book of demon summoning aloud, even as a joke.
2) Do not search the basement or attic when the power is out.
3) As a general rule, do not solve puzzles that open portals to Hell.
4) When it appears you have killed the monster, never check to see if it's really dead. It isn't.
5) Do not take anything from the dead. No matter how much you like it, it's bound to disagree with you sooner or later.
6) If you find a town that looks deserted, there's probably a good reason for it. Don't stop to look around.
7) Don't fool with recombinant DNA technology unless you know exactly what you're doing.
8) Never stand in, on, or above a grave, tomb, or crypt. This rule also applies to any other house of the dead.
9) If you're running from the monster, expect to trip or fall down at least twice--more if you're female.
10) Beware of strangers bearing strange tools like chainsaws, staple guns, hedge trimmers, electric carving knives, combines, lawn mowers, butane torches, soldering irons, and ice picks.
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
"I could not, at any age, be content to take my place by the fireside and simply look on. Life was meant to be lived. Curiosity must be kept alive. One must never, for whatever reason, turn his back on life." --Eleanor Roosevelt
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
5.6 Earthquake in California, 8:04pm
When I got to work this morning, the elevators were shut down and we were escorted to our offices by Security. Pictures and books were on the floor, a flower vase I had was smashed beyond repair, and this being an 8-story library, you can IMAGINE what the book stacks looked like. We all helped re-shelve them throughout the day.
They say we've had about 30 aftershocks, with the epicenter being about 9 miles from downtown San Jose, on the Calaveras Fault. I actually live about 60 miles away, on the San Andreas Fault, and felt it fairly strongly at home last night. The Loma Prieta quake (on the San Andeas Fault) in 1989 was 6.9 but this one felt just as strong. No major damage has been reported so far. Lots of stuff tumbling off shelves, etc.
The scariest thing was that for about 10 minutes afterwards, we had no land or cell phone service. The funniest thing was watching (in disbelief) my husband trying to hold up our 100 gallon fish aquarium (which was in no danger of collapsing). I asked him who he thought would win, him or 800 pounds of water? OK, so that's a no brainer!
When you live in Callifornia, you gots to live with earthquakes. Thankfully, all is well.
They say we've had about 30 aftershocks, with the epicenter being about 9 miles from downtown San Jose, on the Calaveras Fault. I actually live about 60 miles away, on the San Andreas Fault, and felt it fairly strongly at home last night. The Loma Prieta quake (on the San Andeas Fault) in 1989 was 6.9 but this one felt just as strong. No major damage has been reported so far. Lots of stuff tumbling off shelves, etc.
The scariest thing was that for about 10 minutes afterwards, we had no land or cell phone service. The funniest thing was watching (in disbelief) my husband trying to hold up our 100 gallon fish aquarium (which was in no danger of collapsing). I asked him who he thought would win, him or 800 pounds of water? OK, so that's a no brainer!
When you live in Callifornia, you gots to live with earthquakes. Thankfully, all is well.
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
California Fires
Since they began Sunday, the fires have burned at least 373,000 acres, or 583 square miles — an area larger than New York City. Fully a quarter of the California coast is ablaze. More than half a million people have been ordered to evacuate across California. 20,000 weary evacuees are huddled inside Qualcomm Stadium, home of the San Diego Chargers football team right now. There are at least 17 separate fires, spanning a region from north of Los Angeles to south of the Mexican border. Some of the fires are so vast that they can be seen from space and the smoke so thick that weather radars mistake it for rain clouds. Can you imagine?
Side note: our illustrious leader, Little Boots, said in a news conference today that not only were prayers being offered for those affected, but that we will “send the help of the of the federal government as well.” Now that's a real comfort...Wonder if those words sound vaguely familiar to the victims of a hurricane named Katrina?
I'm about 330 miles north of where the fires are but my thoughts and prayers are with my neighbors to the south.
Side note: our illustrious leader, Little Boots, said in a news conference today that not only were prayers being offered for those affected, but that we will “send the help of the of the federal government as well.” Now that's a real comfort...Wonder if those words sound vaguely familiar to the victims of a hurricane named Katrina?
I'm about 330 miles north of where the fires are but my thoughts and prayers are with my neighbors to the south.
Thursday, October 11, 2007
My brother Ed
My oldest brother, Ed, is 62 years old and losing his battle with inoperable liver cancer (first appearing in his stomach).
It was early September 2006 when he was first diagnosed. I blogged about it last year. Chemotherapy was a real roller coaster ride and has had no lasting effect. He’s had the best Doctors, even some from Stanford University Medical Center. This past Tuesday, he was told he had “a couple weeks.” He probably will not make it to Thanksgiving, maybe not even to Halloween.
The jaundice has returned. He is losing bowel and bladder control and has difficulty swallowing (he has to wears Depends and hates it). He cannot walk or stand alone. He has refused Hospice and does not want to die at home. Morphine is his best friend.
I am going to visit him this weekend. I’m baking his favorite cookies: chocolate chip with toasted pecans. I cannot stand to think that this may be our last time together. I cannot imagine my world without him in it. 62 years, 30 years, 99 years, it all goes too fast! It’s not fair. It’s just not fair!!!
It was early September 2006 when he was first diagnosed. I blogged about it last year. Chemotherapy was a real roller coaster ride and has had no lasting effect. He’s had the best Doctors, even some from Stanford University Medical Center. This past Tuesday, he was told he had “a couple weeks.” He probably will not make it to Thanksgiving, maybe not even to Halloween.
The jaundice has returned. He is losing bowel and bladder control and has difficulty swallowing (he has to wears Depends and hates it). He cannot walk or stand alone. He has refused Hospice and does not want to die at home. Morphine is his best friend.
I am going to visit him this weekend. I’m baking his favorite cookies: chocolate chip with toasted pecans. I cannot stand to think that this may be our last time together. I cannot imagine my world without him in it. 62 years, 30 years, 99 years, it all goes too fast! It’s not fair. It’s just not fair!!!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)