This is not what I originally intended to blog about because a tsunami trumps anything I might have to say about sex in the stone age
I had a post ready to go in which I talked about, among other things, lousy customer service, my kids wanting to put me up for adoption and sex with the Flintstones but I woke up this morning to news of the tsunami in the Pacific and suddenly, getting busy in the stone age didn’t seem quite as riveting.
I fear it’s going to be another one of those days where I am glued to CNN and not just because Anderson Cooper might be wearing a hip waders while standing in an Asian sushi bar and acting all anchor-y.
My heart goes out to the people of Japan. The images I’m staring at are heartbreaking.
My thoughts and prayers go out to all those in cities that are sitting in the path of this devastation. Hawaii is expected to be hit in ten minutes and all I can think is OH MY GOD.
My beloved San Francisco is threatened. I hope my sister moves inland. Elaine, if you can hear me, RUN. And take the Golden Gate Bridge and Harry Mason with you.
Stay safe, everyone. I hope you’re reading this from higher ground.