There is little to say about the state of natural disaster and speed of government response (vs. fictional WMDs and speed of government knee-jerk) that hasn’t been said better* elsewhere. So, I’ll just share some sillies.

Build your own church sign (thanks to CoCo, with whom I had an excellent tea date yesterday).

Visit a clever Cooking Monkey (hee hee… munkey), also thanks to CoCo (*she’s also one of the ones saying it better).

And cast your votes in the Kitten War, which is simply a rockin’ good waste of time, thanks to Ames’ link to Cats In Sinks last week.
As for any tales about my brother’s visit, those have been shared privately with those who experienced it and today is an official Day of Silence in the Gillespie-Johnson household in an attempt to recover. Thank you to those who joined in the Gas Light karaoke-fest last night. I think, when my brother screamed, “Bitch!” at the top of his lungs at me during my rendition of Piece of My Heart, he meant it as a compliment. *sigh* I am so less broken than I sometimes think I might be. Focusing on the positive, I will just say thank you to the universe for the reminder.
Glad August is over. Glad it’s cooler. Glad we raised a buttload of money to send to the Red Cross last night. Glad my brother didn’t pee in my wastebasket (thanks again, Keith… for everything).
Yes, the SpyNotebook‘s Google ads are broken.
Silence is good. Go click on kittens. I know I will.