Cyclone Sandy is going to smash into the east coast and screw up the American election. All the forecasters say it’s going to be worse than Irene, which made a mess of large swathes of the east coast and actually closed the NY Subway. It’s supposed to be a century storm. I’m really glad I wasn’t vacationing in the Dominican Republic this year.
The only time the forecasters have been this hopped up on anxiety was just prior to Katrina.
Butter chicken and rice pudding for dinner last night, but Jeff went to bed before I could put rice pudding in front of him. Unfortunately it isn’t as pudding-y as the last one, which he very much enjoyed.