Yesterday was the day of coincidences. I called my pal Mollie to give her an old zip drive I wasn’t using, and she happened to be driving right by the park where I suggested we rendezvous. So we met at the park, and there we unburdened ourselves of months’ worth of pent-up gossip and mama-angst. She was just dying, of course, to hear a live performance of Cussing Twin’s new phrase, but this is a little expression we’re trying to get her to forget (grandma has enough gray hair).* Then I made a quick stop at the ATM and headed over to Trader Joe’s to grab some tortillas, because we were out of them and I really can’t handle being out of tortillas for more than about 12 hours. On my way up the hill, I see Bruce by the side of the road in his motorcycle, and a bloodied guy in the middle of the street that obviously just ate it on his scooter. I was glad to see Bruce all right, but my first thought was something like “Holy crap what did he do now? Kill another dude on his bike?” He was univolved in the accident but the guy crashed his scooter almost right in front of him. It’s a mystery what made the guy lose control and go over the handlebars (chain snapped maybe?), but the guy sat up and looked like he was going to live. He had a bloody face and hands that looked pretty bad, though. Bruce pulled over and turned off his scooter, and then a couple of women ran over and immediately started calling 911 and helping the guy out. One woman was really calm and the other was hysterical, and the calm one started yelling at the hysterical one to shut up and “JUST CALM DOWN!” Then the ambulance came and took the guy to the hospital. I don’t know what they did with his scooter. Anyway, as it turns out Bruce was still by the side of the road because he couldn’t get his motorcycle to start again. He didn’t have his cell phone with him to call me, so it was his good fortune I turned up right when he dicovered he was stranded. We jumped it with the minivan and went home with the tortillas he had just fetched minutes before me.

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Other random stuff

My horoscope says: “The key to making yourself desirable is to be interesting. Read, see movies and try new things. The more you have to talk about and share, the more others are drawn to you.” Sweet. I’m dull and I need a nanny.

These are going on the Christmas wishlist. A toy for me AND the girls, hey!

Firefox has been really acting like crap lately. All of a sudden it has become the biggest memory hog ever, and I’m not sure why. When I started it up a few minutes ago, it was already eating about 69mb. Now it’s up to almost 90mb and the whole system is slowing to a crawl.

I am VERY sick of the constant fog we’ve been having here. The “june gloom” trip that has continued for weeks on end–basically every day since June–is finally getting to my plants. They’re all starting to get fungus problems. The twins have called it “gray, froggy” days and say that the sun has “gone ‘way to work.”

We seem to be making some minor potty training progress, just when I was starting to wonder if they make diapers for 13 year-olds.

*This was linked in this entry but it was kind of buried, sorry.