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A lie on the throne is a lie still, and truth in a dungeon is truth still.
April 19th, 2013 
For those of you who have been following the latest on the Boston Marathon bombings, you know that it's been quite the night hereabouts.

Just FYI for my peeps who know where I live: I am safely at work, far, far away from the lockdown area.

The bigger question is: Will I be able to go home tonight?

For my peeps outside the Boston area: Yes, I live in the lockdown area, and I had planned to stay hunkered down at home.

However, I heard two key phrases, "it's suspected that the second suspect (White Hat) is strapped (as in, wearing bombs)" and "he's in Watertown, MA" (which is the town next door to where I live, but on the other side of town).

I figured it was safer for me to not be home than to actually be home. So I am 30 miles or so outside of Boston and 16 or so miles away from home, working in the very welcoming (and currently sparsely staffed because, dude, LOCKDOWN of Boston and all towns within a 20-mile radius) Jolly Green Giant.

I also admit that a bit of defiance did come into play here: Ain't no bomb-making loser gonna mess up my day.

Which...I don't know what it says about me that I consider going to work as an act of defiance, but there you go. Clearly I'm wired funny.

So, yeeaaaaah. Just letting everyone know that I'm cool...

Keep Calm and Drink More Damn Coffee.

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