I have attached to Laura Maxwell's site. She is a little person I knew in high school who went to UT, where I never saw her (no matter how hard I peered between her shutters). She is a very talented person, they tell me, and so I want all of you to give a big League of Melbotis welcome to the little girl from Spring, Texas who is currently in New York. Where she fights crime. With Spider-Man. And Daredevil.

Most of you won't find this terribly funny, but I haven't checked my voicemail at work in 2 months. I just don't believe in voicemail in an era of e-mail. I mean, I know people are probably leaving me crucial messages all the time, but I think if the messages are really crucial, they should be clear enough that one can put feelings into words and send out a short e-mail to me.

Anyway, finally checked my voicemail and I had only 6 messages dating back about a week. Well, that let's me know that my system is working. Voicemail is magically dumping all my old messages which would have just sat there taking up digital space, and I am certain these folks have all e-mailed me by now if there was an emergency.

Okay, we passed 2012 hits with nary a pervert looking for Ann Coulter naked.

Someone hit the site looking for these two things jointly: "Iraqi freedom" and "foot problems"

it just goes to show you that from the macrocosmic to the microcosmic, The League of Melbotis is here to serve you.

I t was raining during the day here! You have no idea how crazy that is. It just doesn't happen.

Let me just wrap up the day by saying this: My new medication makes me feel funny, and not funny in a good way. We will be very careful with the whens and hows of this medication, because it makes work very difficult.

Also, in the next 24 hours I will pass 2000 hits on this site. To this, I can only say, thak you, Ann Coulter. Without people's insane desire to see your fascist ass naked, I never would have gotten here without you. You have become a media darling, and that means you have also become a depraved dominatrix sexual fantasy to so many of your loyal fans.

And, in the spirit of raising my hits, I can only say, "Ann Coulter Nude." Go, Google, go!!!!

First off, I'm not entirely certain what is going on with the Phoenix fuel shortage debacle I mentioned earlier. I drove past at least one roped off gas station this morning and two stations which had lines a block long. Obviously things are getting a little goofier than I expected. One also wonders what things are going to look like if we ever have an honest to God shortage. If this is any indication, it's going to be ugly, ugly Mad Max type stuff.

I am very angry with the pharmacist I spoke with last Tuesday who told me one of the meds I was prescribed was a painkiller. It is not. I would probably be totally fine if I had continued to take the med, but as I was told it was a painkiller, I quit taking it. I have to start all over again. That said, I am on the road to recovery and have to go back to the doctor in two weeks for a check up and stuff.

THanks to the gout, I am now on a semi-vegetarian diet and I think it's finally getting to me. I really haven't felt well all day. Bleah. It's difficult to focus on tasks at hand and I generally feel run down. Must find protein. Must find... protein... more brains.....

People like to freak out. Apparently an 8 inch gas line between El Paso and Tucson blew up about a week ago, so, end of last week gas started disappearing from local gas stations here in the greater Phoenix area. It's not that there is no gas, it's that there's less gas. This translates to higher gas prices and several pumps being out. So, I am to to understand that folks are making like the late 70's and lining up around the block for gas.

This is not really necessary as many gas stations do have gas at MOST of their pumps (I wouldn't say all), but with the recent spike in prices, a $0.03 cost difference has suddenly made all the difference. These are the gas stations getting the lines. People are going to be going Thunderdome by week's end if the situation isn't resolved. I'm not saying that people shouldn't be concerned, but a little restraint might be called for. Especially with as many Hummers and Suburbans as you see on Valley roads, suddenly gas doesn't seem like the endless resource it was.

I feel lucky that I happened to fill up Friday afternoon and haven't really driven since. Frankly, I kind of hope I run out of gas when I roll into my driveway so I have an excuse not to drive to work. I do wish the Subaru got better mileage per gallon, but not much I can do but limit driving until this goofiness has passed.