fashion=pain

from this fish

"...the night before, I'd managed to snap the heel off my shoe. Limp. Limp. My perfect shoe. They were like sex on four-inch heels, those beautiful black pumps. If, you know, the sex was really painful and consistently rubbed all the skin off the knuckles of your middle toes."

how you can help the troops in iraq

from cockeyed: send silly string to iraq. no joke.

futile

today, the wind is blowing 20-30 mph, and according to the NWS, gusting up to 50 mph.

there is a facilities and grounds guy outside my window with a leaf blower trying to corral the fallen leaves. money well spent, i would say.