ETERNAL GRIDLOCK AHEAD

Just before 8 PM tonight a tanker on I-95 had an accident with a car, spilled 9,000 gallons of fuel oil, exploded, and caught fire. See the story here: Tanker accident.

It happened right at the Howard Avenue overpass on the southbound lane of I-95, the major artery linking NY with all of New England. The accident is about 1 mile from my apartment and I used the Howard Avenue underpass and frontage road every day. Thankfully no one was seriously hurt.

Unfortunately the two local road alternate routes are on either side of my apartment which means all travel for me will be torture, not just my daily commute to the other side of Bridgeport for work.

Both sides of the Interstate will be diverted to the local roads, perhaps for an extended time of weeks or months due to the enormous amount of structural damage to the bridge.

When only some people divert from the Interstate during typical traffic accidents the local roads are horrible; I'm certainly not looking forward to finding out what it will be like when the entire interstate traffic goes local!

This is going to be a huge situation for some time to come.

AFTER A 10-DAY HIATUS

I wrote too soon when I said I could breathe again in my new office space. It is a very slight improvement, but I'm still suffering with symptoms day in and day out, although the asthma is a bit better. My recent cold did not help things, but that's gone now and the glands in my neck and throat are still swollen; I'm constantly tired, and my chest is continually tight and conjested.

Once the building gets opened up to fresh outside air this spring I hope I'll begin to feel somewhat better and be able to cope with the work environment.

I'll be going to an allergist at the end of the month and will be tested and start the injection treatments. This is about the last thing I can do with the hopes that by the next winter season I'll be less sensitive to the mold, or whatever, that is so harmful to me in my work area. My blog, such as it is, has had no attention due to all this health stuff.

*HACK*, *COUGH*

Just to let you know.....I woke up with a cold Monday morning and it has now spread from my head to my chest. I've done the minimum all week and I'm sure this will continue through the weekend.

Sunday night update (day 7) - I'm starting to feel better after a very low-energy weekend; I think this thing will turn out to be a typical 10-day cold.

FLUFF

My Queer Eye Match

Take the quiz at Quizilla.

Given the Fab 5, he's who I was hoping for.

JOY JOY JOY

Ah, what a delightful night.

Susan, offended by an Hatchian nude move on last week's Survivor concludes she's not going to win All-Stars and decides to play another game called 'Sexual Harrassment Suit' and takes herself out of the game. Tom dances with glee.

Omarosa, uber-bitchess of The Apprentice, spent the entire episode giving snobby commentary about how superior she is to all the other players and enumerating their pitiful fallibilities only to be fired by No BS Trump. Yay Trump! There will be parties around water coolers everywhere tomorrow!

I watched this all on my new 13" Color TV, small enough to fit on my computer table so I can chat and view with new ease. It was less expensive than the wireless laptop solution I still dream about. I suppose the next step will be to have a TV chip imbedded in my brain.

MY LITTLE HELPER

Honey continues to become more casual in my presence. We have a real morning routine going now with her sort of keep me company while I get ready for work. One of the last things I do before I leave my apartment is open the blinds and curtains on the back window so Honey can watch the birds.

This morning as I was finishing up my tasks, Honey sat beneath the window and looked intently at me like she was saying, "Remember my window before you go!" It was so cute!