
It has been a damp and dull Sunday here at the Pond. Right now there is a minor thunder storm raging. As an act of rebellion, I am both using my computer and running the washing machine. I suppose I feel safe doing these things because we are in an apartment (although why that makes us safe I don't know), and because there are many taller buildings nearby. Theoretically, they would be hit instead of us. *shrug* I had no worries at our old place because it had excellent lightning rods, something to do with the rather expensive cell phone tower on the roof I would suspect.
Anyway, on to this week's Unconscious Mutterings.