Monday, September 27, 2004

Update Update and Yet Another Quiz

Good news on the sister front - Something told me to call the parental units at 6a.m. today; my mother picked up sounding chipper and relieved. She had just gotten off the phone with a business aquaintance of my sister's whom my mother had called a couple of hours earlier and begged him to go to where my sister's house was to check. (My nephew had tried to drive back to the Vero Beach area but there weren't any lights and the street/highway signs were all gone so he couldn't make it) Yes, that's how desparate my mother was, who was sure my sister and her family were lying dead and buried under the ruins of several houses and trailers - that's why I love her. Anyway, business aquaintance drove to the house and saw sister, partner, and kids checking out the damage.

Apparently, the roof had been ripped off the house while they were there so they immediately ran to the Red Cross shelter which, luckily, was nearby. Unfortunately, with no regular phone service and the cell phone signal was out completely or difficult to get she couldn't call out nor get any calls. This prevented sister from contacting the parental units. Long story short - Another happy ending.

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The Count
The Count's Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder


It started with a simple affection for counting and
the terror it induced in others, didn't it?
But now it's turned into a full-blown
life-consuming chaotic nightmare of order,
repetition, zealousness, and perfectionism.
You used to be so grand, but now you find
yourself obsessively worrying over the littlest
things--like, maybe if you don't check the
light switch at least once every two minutes,
the electricity will go out (and damnit, you're
a vampire--that shouldn't be a problem!), or
maybe if you don't wash your hands until your
seams are coming out, you'll get some fatal
disease. Get yourself some treatment.


Which Sesame Street Muppet's Dark Secret Are You?
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And here's one for the "Annoying Songs That Won't Leave My Brain" Dept:

Banana Phone!

Blame this one on Gregg as well.