Random thoughts about roadside art, National Parks, historic preservation, philosophy of technology, and whatever else happens to cross my mind.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Joys of insomnia
Somewhere in this house there is a cricket with a death wish. If I could track it down, it would be a smear on the carpet. It is absolutely astounding how loud one insect can be when a person wakes up at 3 a.m. and can't get back to sleep. Sunday night it was the weather radio with flash flood warnings every hour on the hour; tonight it's the cricket. It's going to be fun trying to stay awake while editing articles about MRSA in swine later today.
The swine article does have some interesting bits of trivia in it. Who would have thought that in some parts of the world hog noses go into soup? Whenever I watch Bizarre Foods, it seems like Andrew Zimmern is focused on the other end of the animal -- the man eats a lot of testicles. Somehow, though, I can't picture myself ever deliberately ordering hog nose soup off a menu anymore than I can picture myself asking for the sauted bull's balls. Both dishes seem to make a strong argument for going vegan.
The good news here is that the rain does seem to have stopped, which means that maybe some of the people who were stranded on the interstates and elsewhere around the Atlanta metro area have finally gotten home -- or to a Red Cross shelter. Aerial shots yesterday had the downtown connector (I-75/I-85) looking more like a canal than a freeway. According to the AJC, about a foot of rain fell in 24 hours. Haven't heard yet just how much of the state will be declared a disaster zone, but quite a few counties must qualify.