Ugh

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Yesterday, I was fine. We went to Penn Raceway with my folks and my brother and played the horse rases. It was awesome, and definitely something I’d be willing to do again. Somehow there’s something just much more interesting about it than playing the slots down in Atlantic City.

After that, we went back to my parents’ house and ate sandwiches and pizza and the like, hung out for a little while and came home. No problems there.

Went to bed at a decent hour (well, relatively decent) but I couldn’t sleep – I’d sleep for 15 or 20 minutes then wake up. And I was hot and I was cold and I was hot again and I was pretty nauseous and it was a pain in the tail because I was supposed to go in early this morning because we’re so far behind in our work.

And when I woke up this morning I discovered that overnight my body had converted to a snot factory. I’m stuffed up and my head is just throbbing and my eyes are watering and my throat’s sore. I’m betting it’s a summer cold (since I haven’t had mine this year). I just wish I’d’ve seen it coming. I’d’ve done something about it yesterday.

So it’s almost 10:30 and I got some more spotty sleep between 7 and now and I’m drinking water and probably going back to sleep.

Been doing this half my life

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fun with power plants

JPGs do awful things to my art, especially when I insist on keeping the graphics under 100k. Here is a larger (300+k, dial-up-painful) version.

This image was so big when I was working on it that I couldn’t save it because I ran out of room on my scratch disk. I’ve got a print-quality version – might make a print out of it just so I can hang it up somewhere. Drop me a note if you’re interested in one as well.

Hundreds of thousands flee Northeast floods (but I’m not one of them)

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Because some have asked, yes, we do live less than a mile from the Schuylkill River (pronounced skooo-kill, for the uninitiated, skookl for the natives) but despite the fact that most national news agencies make it look like all of Pennsylvania is now a big rapidly-moving lake, the river is a mile down a really big hill from me.

I am not, in fact, underwater. The worst I’ve had to deal with is nastier-than-expected traffic on the highways. And I’m equal-parts thankful of that fact and hoping for the best for those who are being impacted much more severely.