February 20th, 2011

20111112, Marilee

A Wet Keyboard

On Friday, I spilled about half a glass of iced tea into the trackball and keyboard. I wiped it up and they kept working. When I got offline, I watched TV, read the paper, and went to bed to read just before 1am. I finished the book at 4:30am and set the alarm for noon. I got up at noon -- I always set up the shower stuff first and then rest on the bed for a few minutes -- and accidentally slept on the bed for about another 30 minutes until Junie woke me up.

I was on time to bookgroup, partly because I had the totebags & rolling cart set up already, and there was only eight of us plus one email. Most of the other folks were out on three-day weekends. We went to dinner at Logan's Roadhouse and the local one is very very hard for me to walk to. It's set above a flood control lake next to a shopping center so you have to not only walk around the restaurant to get to the front door, but the planks are all uneven and most move. Then going back includes going up a steep concrete walkway. The winds were so bad and I was so tired and the facility is so anti-disabled that I had to stop and get my balance every few steps. I didn't want to tell the others that I wouldn't go because we'd already had a discussion on where to go, but I was really tired when I got home.

I set up to be onilne for a bit, but when a key worked, it had the wrong character. The trackball was fine. I have an extra keyboard in the storeroom, but it was unpleasant outside and I'd have to move things in the storeroom, so I decided just to leave it. It frequently works after it dries out, which it does.

Last night I watched some tapes and read the paper, getting to sleep at 5am. The gyn told me to stop the hormone replacement meds, so sometimes I'm having big deal hot flashes, and I did last night -- throwing the covers off because I'm so hot, going back to sleep, getting the covers back up because I'm so cold, going back to sleep, repeat -- and stayed in bed until 2pm.

Today I read the front pages of the sections of the paper, watched Meet the Press, am washing sheets, and have been online.

Yesterday was a Severe Weather Day -- the dew point about 2 and the winds almost 60mph -- and Virginia had more than 100 wildfires. Maryland didn't have as many. One of the big ones in the county around my city was actually set -- the police found the guy and he's in jail. Several of the fires leapt streets and interstates, making traffic even worse than usual on Saturdays.

ETA: I forgot to say that the National Christmas Tree fell down yesterday. It's the third National Christmas Tree and all of them have come down because of wind. When the news showed the base, it was hollow inside.
20111112, Marilee

Un Lun Dun by China Mieville

Two YAs in a row for the group, but I don't think that's way only two of us liked it. The book grabs parts of lots of other books and TV, even old parts, and while some parts are cute, most of it just reads like a collage.

Two girls in London are pulled through an odd place into UnLondon (Un Lun Dun). It turns out that there's lots of cities underneath, like Parisn't, but in unLondon, the Smog and an unbrella (umbrellas are in London) guy are trying to take over the city. They're being helped by the UK Minister of Environment -- she's sending the smog down to unLondon so the Smog can get bigger and she can be Prime Minister. She's not smart enough to think that the Smog will come up and take over London when it's done with unLondon.

It turns out that one of the girls is the Chosen and has to get seven articles in a quest to save the abcity. She goes home and doesn't remember anything. The other girl, her friend, is still worried about the abcity and goes back. She takes over the quest but decides it will take too long so she only gets the first item and then just finds what the quest is supposed to give her. She uses it to try to get her small group where they can stop the Smog and the unbrella man, and eventually, they win. She goes back home, but plans to go back to unLondon soon.