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To the storm’s credit, large chunks of ice were quite easily cleared from the car at a record pace, and the short shower of sleet gave the roads traction not often found in times of sub-freezing precipitation.
But still.
It snowed. But not here.
NASA’s released
this satellite image of the Ice Storm.
I’m the blue spot just below the storm’s path (not original to the NASA imagery; most people think NASA is currently tracking me but it’s actually the National Science Foundation.) Needless to say, :p to the storm.
MISSED ME!
Episode list for Desperate Housewives (Those that lost power…the line to kick my ass starts in back.)
A hummingbird outside the north window of the Marten kitchen, Waggoner, Illinois.
Tuesday was the Illinois State Fair. That is, all this week (and part of last week) was the Illinois State Fair, but I was only there on Tuesday, so that’s all that counts. The Girl and I checked out the Butter Cow, toured Conservation World My Stepmother Is an Alien , sampled pork patties, kettle corn, homemade ice cream, lemon and orange shake ups Message in a Bottle full movie and some horrible homemade root beer (“cheapest drink at the fair”; the worst, too) and listened to Attorney General Lisa Madigan speak during Agriculture Day. Fun, fun, fun. Pictures at Flickr (or Facebook for those who can.)
Working all day, everyday for four straight days (and then half of the next day) wears one out as well as keeps one from updating one’s website. One is back, though, and has Tuesday off to attend the Illinois State Fair, home of the butter cow and Rod Blagojevich. Which of these two has the higher functioning brain I do not know, but I suspect it’s the one that has to be kept at a lower temperature.
• My first cousin once removed (my cousin’s kid) Tyler turned one this weekend, and the Rolling Stones performed at his party. Pictures on Flickr.
• Spartatown is BUZZING with the American Trapshooting Association’s Grand Nationals, meaning about 15,000 extra people are running around our town of 4500. You can do math. This means heavier traffic, higher prices as Wal-Mart gouges the out-of-towners (and, of course, its regular customers,) and articles in the Belleville News-Democrat describing traffic problems Night of the Living Dead ipod on state highways that do not run anywhere close to the complex. Good job, guys.
• The Girl and I are most likely heading to Chicago Labor Day weekend, which means a day trip to downtown on Saturday would place us at Marshall Field’s on its last Saturday of existence. On Saturday the ninth, Federated
flips the switch and all the regional chains it gobbled up officially change to Macy’s. This isn’t a stupid ideas in some places, like here in Mound City where Famous Barr fades away after a century of service and no one really cares (you can already see the Macy’s signs shining through the thin cover that still bears the old name) Even the mall stores that Field’s ran could be converted, but the idea of stripping down the dark green and throwing up ugly Macy’s red at the flagship State Street store will cost Macy’s an amazing amount of business. This is a landmark, part of the history of Chicago, and here comes a New York institution to piss all over it. Dumb move, guys.
Party at the lake, and Peter’s got a new camera. Uh-oh.
(Clicking the picture make go big.)
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[1] “Are you taking our picture? Is he taking our picture, too?”
[2,3] Little one hesitates. Big sister doesn’t.
[4] Eating sand.
[5] Baby blue eyes.
Girl wanted a peridot, her (our) birthstone rather than just another diamond. She got her birthstone plus fourteen diamonds.
And a peridot necklace.
