soapbox

I’ve never stood in a line for so long before in my life. I haven’t been to concerts with lines for tickets that were that long. When the Star Wars and the Matrix sequels came out, I had friends who wanted to stand in line and got tickets for me.

But today I stood in line for 6 hours, behind about 5,000 other people, to get a shot. It’s a very anticlimactic thing too. Jab, squeeze, done. 6 hours of waiting for a 2 second thing.

The good news though is that in another week or so once the immunity fully develops, my students can sneeze on me all they want and I don’t have to worry about getting Sarah sick. Kirsten can let coworkers sneeze on her. Sarah can let other kids sneeze on her. Gabriella can let other au pairs sneeze on her. So basically if H1N1 turns into a really big thing, we’ll be amazingly happy we stood in line for six hours. If it fizzles out, it’ll be the worst use of a weekend ever.

(Of course, one of the best ways to help it fizzle out is to get vaccinated, so get the shots once you have the chance. That might not be until December, but get it in December then.)

Nick sent me an email this morning that there’s new Woodger in the world, a bun now out of the oven.

So congratulations on the birth of Maddison. 7 lbs 15 oz isn’t a petite baby either. It’s just the way you want them!

In a weekend with a bunch of crazy/dramatic sporting events, there have been a lot of heroes and conversely, a lot of goats.

Here’s one of the goats. For the money shot, fast forward to ~1:20 or so.

Here’s an excerpt from the community list serve. Other high points were someone asking for 50 legal-sized hanging files and the theater asking if anyone just happened to have 500 square feet of metal or fiberglass corrugated roofing.

Enjoy.

To all concerned,
Because Keds on a treadmill are a recipe for sad, I am searching for some stellar sneaks, preferably ones that can handle a hard days’ run across the Walla Walla terrain and leave my feet comfy as a cushion!

I’m a size 9/9.5 women’s, and would love to give you some dollaz in exchange, depending on the quality/shape of the shoe.

Smelly sneakers need not apply.

THANKS!

So, it’s about time that I start posting again, I might as well mention what I’ve been up to…

Being sick.

Whee!

It’s been a long drawn-out process involving huge amounts of coughing, two rounds of increasing nastiness antibiotics for a prolonged sinus infection, Kirsten taking two rounds of antibiotics for some sort of strep throatish infection, and now Sarah working on her second round of antibiotics for her first ear infection. Frankly, it’s just all uncool since I’m pretty sure that I spread the nastiness to my the rest of the family.

It’s raised a big question though since antibiotics are normal enough drugs these days that the insurance companies will only pay for you to get generics. ALL of the drugs that we’ve been taking lately have been made in India. All of them. It makes me wonder how much manufacturing capacity for drugs we actually have in the US anymore. What happens if some natural disaster or unnatural disaster cuts off trade for a couple of weeks? Ear infections don’t get cured for a while because everything is based on just-in-time supply chains?

It actually makes me think that the wacko survivalists might not be too far off track. I’m really thinking about talking to my doctor (well, Sarah’s doctor, I’m not so worried for myself) about getting a little supply of common stuff just in case.

I’d get a gun too, but Kirsten wouldn’t go for that.

Not sure what to say on this one, other than I’m pretty sure it’s for real?