Pen-Elayne on the Web

Flaring Up

I get out of work at 2:30 PM today. I'm going food shopping then staying in all weekend. Not only is the weather slated to be icky and humid, but this sort of holiday tends to bring out the worst in folks. "According to officers on the scene, the device might be a pile of flares wrapped together." Because it's so unusual to have flares anywhere around Fireworks Day. Or watermelon-blowing-up day, I can't keep track any more. I tell you, we New Yorkers are getting jumpier by the minute. On the other hand, maybe spending the weekend on the computer isn't the safest of ideas either...