Heh, nothing jolts the collar of my complicity faster than weather knocking out the electricity so I can't check my fucking bleg stats!
I'll be fifty-one soon, I acknowledge memory privileges the recent, but 2010 is the most freakishly fuckedupdiest weather year of all my years in MOCO, yo. (Click, yo, too.)
I, um, took this Fleabus photo. Don't penalize Planet, please.