Randomness from Austin...

So yesterday Austin hit 100 degrees (actually, more like 103) for the 70th day in a row, which is the first time that's happened since 1925. Which kind of makes me wonder -- who in their right mind would've stuck around back in the un-air-conditioned 1920s for 70 days of 100-degree heat?? How did they stay cool back then? How did they get their ice to freeze so they could enjoy cold glasses of lemonade on the front porch? How could they stand wearing so much extraneous clothing?? I don't even enjoy walking from the comfortable, air conditioned house to the comfortable, air conditioned car, or from the comfortable, air conditioned car across a baking parking lot and into a comfortable, air conditioned store... (The only way to attain comfortability in these stifling temperatures is with air conditioning, obviously...)

Rick and I were waken up by a phone call around 2 in the morning (never a good thing...) from his mom, who told us that his sister and a friend (who work nights and were carpooling) were hit by a drunk driver. Rick's sister had to be cut out of the car. We spent a sleepless hour waiting for updates, and eventually learned that amazingly, neither Rick's sister nor her friend were seriously injured... the drunk, of course, was perfectly fine, which always seems to be the case. But really, what is WRONG with people??? How difficult is it to NOT DRIVE if you've had too much to drink? How difficult is it to NOT DRINK if you know you have to drive?? Either option is acceptable -- just choose one. It is astoundingly stupid to get behind of the wheel of a car when your judgment is impaired...

So it looks like the northeast might get a hurricane to round out the week of natural disasters that began with the giant earthquake. (What was that California? It wasn't that big? Okay, well, you let us know the next time you have a "major" snowstorm or a "killer" tornado... :)) I think my favorite joke about the earthquake so far is the one about how the D.C. earthquake originated from a previously unknown fault called "Bush's Fault." Hahahaha... :)

I can't believe Steve Jobs is leaving Apple and making my stock crash. (Actually, from what I've seen, it's not doing that badly... I think I'll hold on to it for a while longer... :))

I'm a bit anxious to get back home, because Eric keeps sending me messages about all of the cat's shenanigans. Apparently, they've employed a personal chef, created a website to sell all my stuff, and have learned how to use pay-per-view. We need to get back before they list our condo for sale and figure out how to drive...

Does anyone else find it rather creepy that Gadhafi had a photo album full of pictures of Condoleeza Rice in his compound?? I'm also a bit unsettled by the fact that the rebels ransacked the home of Gadhafi's daughter Aisha... which may not have bothered me as much if there hadn't been so much little kid/baby stuff lying around in the photos... (Note to self: Do not ever become a part of a "regime"... because once it crumbles, people will break into your house and go through all your stuff...)

Okay, I'm off to do... something... to be determined...