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Scribblings by Lizbeth
A lie on the throne is a lie still, and truth in a dungeon is truth still.
February 7th, 2008 
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To everyone on my FList who was in the path of the deadly tornadoes on Tuesday and Wednesday in Arkansas, Mississippi, Alabama, Georgia, and Tennessee (Note: It appears Kentucky was hit as well):

I hope you and yours escaped unharmed and with minimal or no property damage.

The thing that blows my mind: 55 people dead. I mean, 55 people dead. In February tornadoes.

February. Tornadoes in February. I'm still trying to wrap my head around that part, too.

According to the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration, winter tornadoes, while not common, are not rare, either. To which I have to ask, "Really?"

No, seriously. I don't know if they're rare or not since I don't exactly live in Tornado Alley.

As an interesting side-note, the tornado outbreak down south has wrecked havoc on New England weather. We've practically had monsoons over the past two days and things are starting to flood. Last night there were violent thunderstorms and a little bit of hail in and around Boston.

A thunderstorm in February. Seriously. Shit like that just does not happen in New England during February.

Then again, I've seen our autumns and springs get progressively wetter over the past five years, too. One thing we won't have to worry about is drought, that's for sure. Won't stop the towns and cities form declaring the annual "August Water Emergency" because the approximately zillion-plus reservoirs in the region dropped a half-inch, and it won't stop everyone from complying because New Englanders sure love their water.

[Sidenote: Ask me to repeat my rant about "Water fountains in Las Vegas? What the fuck? You live in a desert, morons!" sometime. I can go for hours.]

In other news, I figured out how to drop an entire jean size in two weeks. Well, actually, I stumbled on it by accident. It's actually pretty simple:

Discover your hidden allergy to high fructose corn syrup.

Thankfully, wesleysgirl and sunfell have been pondering the issue of food for the past several weeks while I've been struggling with this strange little discovery. It can be all boiled down to a few simple rules:

  • Don't eat anything that your grandmother wouldn't recognize as food (via sunfell's posts on the subject), although I'm not entirely sure either one of my grandmothers would realize that a cactus pear (mmmmmmmmmmm, cactus pear) is food.

  • Ignore the fuck out of Weight Watchers (and probably every other diet on the planet) and eat stuff that's actually, y'know, food (via wesleysgirl)


I've got a longer post about the whole food thing coming together (and how I found out about my high fructose corn syrup allergy...at least I think it has to be an allergy because I can't imagine it's anything else). As soon as I get my home computer back up and running, I'll post it.

I just wanted to shout-out to wesleysgirl and sunfell for having exquisite timing. They just happened to be pondering food issues just as I was discovering that I was seriously screwed in the food department.
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