Red Flag Day

Monday, Oct. 27, 2003 - 6:58 a.m.

I really have to stop making mistakes in the kitchen. One of these days it's going to cost me more than it already has.

Yesterday began on an astoundingly stinky note.

I was not paying attention when I was making waffles.

I grabbed the wrong thingie, and ended up putting a half teaspoon of baking SODA into the batter mix instead of baking POWDER.

I killed the waffle iron, and I made a big brown square thing that smelled like Play-Doh.

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This wound is really looking yickety. And it's largely my fault.

Yesterday's medical discovery was that it's a very very very very bad idea to put an adhesive bandage on a burn of this size, because if you take the bandage back off, the adhesive strips on both sides of the pad will pull up the blistered skin it's adhering to.

Today's medical discovery is that it's a good idea to have cold cereal in the house if you ever get burned, because that feels almost as good in your system as ibruprofen.

I am considering posting an image of my owie every so often so you guys can see the progress. Blister Watch, yes or no? :)

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It's been -so- fucking hot.

This is the latest and worst Indian Summer I can recall in many years. The humidity is so low I could probably successfully strike a match on the inside of my nose.

However, since we're under a red flag warning through the state of California, I am not allowed to make the attempt.

There is so much particulate matter in the air that I am forced to keep my bronchodialator nearby, and I have to be very careful not to get too close to the windows unless the air purifiers are both going full tilt boogie.

I have a feeling we're not gonna like the power bill for this month.

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