sundries

Check your freezers! Ground beef recall.

You can still help the fight for marriage equality in Maine. If you are a Maine resident, you need to vote. In fact, if there is a local election in your area today, please be sure to vote. These elections tend to have very low turn-out and its how extremists get weird referendums passed and anti-science people onto school boards. It's always good to vote.

What makes an American? Or, let's watch people be anti-immigrant racists about the guy who just won the New York City Marathon.

There's been another arrest in the Richmond gang rape.

Amazing environmentally friendly alternative to a converted van for those who use wheelchairs. Of course, it just seems to be in Europe right now, and the top speed is relatively low (so no going on a highway with this!) but it looks great for getting around a city.

Asperger's as a vanishing diagnosis.

This guy was almost Han Solo. Works for me. Check the smile.

Who you share a hotel with can be why cons are often unexpectedly funny.

Look, I saw this on 5251962's journal, and now you need to know too, just because: Bats have oral sex.

DAVID TENNANT, YOU LEFT DOCTOR WHO FOR THIS!?!?1?!!?!?!??

The things I learn on Twitter: there are lesbians on the 90210 retread.

hughcasey has an alert for the dino-obsessed!

Missing Sky Harbor baggage found.

I hate my stupid celiac disease

I don't get upset about my celiac disease often. I've felt healthier since my diagnosis than at any point in the previous 33 years of my life. While it raises my risks of some pretty shitty illnesses (like epilepsy and some forms of cancer) it's not going to kill me, at least, not directly. And while it restricts some of my food options, there are replacements (most of them good) for just about everything including German brown bread, croissants, and naan if you look hard enough and have the budget (I do).

But sometimes it gets me down. It's a metaphorically shitty disease (I cannot break bread with you) and it creates this line of Before and After in my life.

Yesterday I was feeling really, randomly sad about it. Today I burst into tears in a local gourmet store when I saw they carried Tim-Tams. I miss them and Anzac biscuits and Darrell Lea's coconut ice (no brand is better, but theirs isn't celiac safe) and fudge from the shops at Circular Quay and breakfast at bills. And I am so so so sad.

It's not important. And it's not a big deal. I'm sitting here eating a nice little lunch, in fact. But today I really hate my disease, and I'm blogging about it, because even for a no big deal chronic illness, I think it's important to for people to know how the background noise feels. Also, ranting at you lot makes me feel better.

meanwhile... help needed

yuki_onna got married, went on her honeymoon and then got stranded in Frankfurt. It's a long, complicated clusterfuck of a story, but now she and her spouse need help. reannon sums up with links and info well here: http://reannon.livejournal.com/1785169.html