Guide dog Aunt found someone's walkie-talkie in the snow. The teenage boy contingent gives commentary. Also, duct tape.

It's shaping up to be a very lazy Monday. I woke up early, checked the time, and zonked back out. There's no clock in the Cupboard Under the Stairs, and no electrical outlets, so when the cellphone is on charge cycle, it's not in there with me. So it's a very timeless little room. I wound up waking up at some dreadful hour, seeing how very dark it was, and freaking out enough so that I got up, turned my light on, and eventually turned the stair light on so I could sleep in peace with the security of being able to orient myself should I wake up again. I'm not used to this place and finding the little lights in it, and I get claustrophobia easily enough.

Dogs seem to be back now.

Earlier, raranax was practicing with his brand-new bullwhip, trying to whip a napkin off a chair. I was very tempted to take pictures so that those that way inclined on my friends list could appreciate -- erg, what was Lois's phrase about Roic at the end of ACC? In any case, he was doing all this whipping while shirtless, which is probably not the best safety measure to take when playing with a bullwhip without much experience.

There is snow outside, to the tune of a few inches. Snow is good. Snow is not my cup of tea, being as I'm still ill and don't want to push my luck with my lungs.

I will be getting snow photos, probably sometime today, after I decide to brave the Outdoors.

Life is good. 70% chocolate is good. The current book shortage is bad. I should remedy the situation somehow. Perhaps I should tag along on the next Trip to Town.

I'm on dial-up here, so I'm not going to be reading loot lists or fic or anything like that right now. Thalia and the AirPort (Apple modem + wireless router) are not playing nicely with each other.

The family is mostly playing poker upstairs. I still have to call Mama. It's all snowy out there. There is chocolate in here. I got a fog ring gun and a 70% chocolate bar. Yum. The air cannons mostly stayed in SF, as it was too hard to fit them all in the car with the dogs.

Life is good. I am recovering. I still sound horrible.

I have good cellphone reception here. I'm going to keep posting from it mostly, and clear the saved messages off when I know they post. LJ has a text message function. :-D

And yes, I am a little bored. Haven't gotten many more pictures. My sleep schedule is wacky.

There is very little snow here. Guide dog uncle has been dejected. I will snap a few photos. I am playing scandisk.