back from 'vacation'
Unfortunately, vacations for me are usually spent, at least in part, in bed with headaches or nausea or both, and this was no exception. Sooner fans will be happy to know that I contributed to the cause by throwing up all over the Houston bench on September 11. (I was also the very first person to throw up on the Oklahoma City National Memorial. I know this because I was at the public dedication on the afternoon of April 19, 2000, and have it on good authority (one of my neighbors was killed there, and her sons are my good authority) that none of the family members threw up at the private dedication that morning. My life is a symphony of odd firsts.)
I'm going to spend today doing laundry, going through email, and playing with my new camera, which arrived while I was gone. After I get over my disgust with Tom Coburn's pathetic 'she told me she wanted to be sterilized, really she did - she just didn't sign a consent form, and besides, her mother wanted me to do it, even though she was over 18 and her mother had no legal standing at all' pap, I'll write something else.
Until then, enjoy your day. And if you see me coming, be sure to stand back -- I might be looking for a place to blow chow.



