phosfate

Current achievements: Cut out and hemmed a cape for my Mego Batgirl, from a spare DC9 Martian Manhunter cape. Not having icy deathy crash of death on the ice. Temporarily repaired Icelandic wool mittens, found felting wool yarn for better darning later. Found watch battery for old Hello Kitty plushie with winter coat and pink glowing cheeks ("What's it like outside, Kitty?" "Blinkblinkblinkblinkblink!").

I'm sure other stuff happened, but mostly we're all wandering around in layers of fleece, doing that flat-footed duckwalk to keep from slipping.

Oh, and fighting off the wolves.

Wandered about last night to take mind off of stuff, on the theory that if I dont' mind, stuff doesn't matter. Comic shop contained an Eltingville-esque tableau of high-school film student making a documentary about the manager...interviewed by an old Mr T Mego action figure and a Star Wars Rancor. Went to Blockbuster as part of my ongoing search for a copy of The Witches of Eastwick for Mom and found...a copy of The Witches of Eastwick for Mom. Well all righty.

Meanwhile, in Middle-Earth, Goldberry was killed after that dumbfuck darklordsauron staged a surprise attack on Bree in a dispute over the local Mordor Pizza Express franchise. Oh, good one, Sauron. Ya dick.