Still slowly pulling it together after pulling into our driveway in a borrowed car at 5:30 this morning (details below the fold). So, no deep thoughts just yet, so I thought I would start by posting this fluffy–er, I mean sticky–news story:
Giant Popsicle Melts, Floods New York Park
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20050622/ap_on_fe_st/popsicle_disaster
NEW YORK – An attempt to erect the world’s largest Popsicle in a city square ended with a scene straight out of a disaster film — but much stickier.
The 25-foot-tall, 17 1/2-ton treat of frozen Snapple juice melted faster than expected Tuesday, flooding Union Square in downtown Manhattan with kiwi-strawberry-flavored fluid that sent pedestrians scurrying for higher ground.
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“What was unsettling was that the fluid just kept coming,” Stuart Claxton of the Guinness Book of World Records told the Daily News. “It was quite a lot of fluid. On a hot day like this, you have to move fast.”
On to the reason I am a woman of few words today. As the only person in my family who didn’t sleep in the car overnight, I still don’t have it together enough to write up my own thoughts on the weekend, so for the time being I will just repost Demetrius’ comment from the road last night.
Demetrius wrote on June 21, 2005 11:41 PM:
Ok… We’re on our way home now. I know we may have said we were on our way home much earlier today also. Forget all that… We’re heading down I65 in a car that (fingers crossed) won’t crap out on us. Our car is at a
transmission shop on the south side of Chicago. We won’t know what the damage is until tomorrow.Since I last posted… A beautiful sunrise over Texas from 30,000 feet. (Click) A day of lounging. (sort of) Delicious roast pork. A night on a Minbari bed. Packing. French toast. More frantic searching for the cat. Loading. A parking lot of a freeway. 5 hours in a greenhouse of a car on the side of the road. Frantic mobile googling. A few strategic calls before my
phone’s battery died. A severely twisted ankle. A chicken sandwich with a lovely beverage. An $85 tow. The potential of bending WAY over for a new transmission. A borrowed Ford…Was DFest worth it? Yeah. It was worth it.
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