So in the middle of IM’ing and blogging and I really had to pee, and when I finally went, the piss was clear. And then I had Lewis Black in my head, telling me how I drink too much water. So I was chuckling about that (and the weather, and the economy, and milk,) as I washed my hands, until my papercut stung. (This will make more sense after you read two entries before this, the first for today. That’s a good argument for the blogs that post things calendar-wise — all the entries on a given day, in posted order. I need to work on cleaning up the history, adding a search feature, and maybe provide different views.) I am getting happier with my blog as I add features. I’m a little annoyed I need to spend development time inventing things others get out of the box, but it’s a fun exercise (getting the cookies right for the comments attributions, for example,) and I think it’s still worth it, at least for me.

And speaking of water, Weatherbug is telling me there’s a huge storm coming and we’re under tornado and flash flood watches until 0400. Neat. I like sleeping when it’s storming, as long as I’m not worried about my sunroof being open. (I went out and checked earlier, so I’ll be fine.) That is, until I hear hail, and then I freak out. The garage at the new house will be great for that, but that’s for another day.

And so, like Frasier, I sign off for tonight. Good night, Seattle.