Posted: 08 Nov 2011 08:16 PM PST
My heart nearly stopped when I saw a single mama roach with a big shiny egg case skulk across the kitchen counter. It was as horrifying as finding a pod in the cellar in Invasion of the Body Snatchers. Because she was logy, probably from the ex-man's gel, I was able to pounce, crush the egg case and flush her and it down the john. Close call. And not a good sign: word is finally out that there's cat food here. What will happen when I'm away in Chapel Hill for almost a week??
Meanwhile, here are a couple of topics du jour I would rather talk about here than on Facebook.
A friend who voted today reports a strikingly dour and unenthusiastic mood at the polls, and isn't sure whether her own political mood is coloring what she saw, or just matching it.
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