D'you think maybe the universe is trying to tell me something? Apparently this morning there was a huge water main break in the county in Maryland where my office is located. So I arrived to work to find an email memo instructing us that the water in the building might be contaminated; we were not to use any of the coffee machines or water coolers; make sure to use hand sanitizer after washing your hands in the bathroom sinks; yada yada yada. Of course I read this *after* filling up my trusty Nalgene bottle with 32 ounces of "contamination" and drinking about a third of it. Lovely. Well, I'm happy to report that I drank the whole thing -- why not live dangerously, here in Beige Cubicleville? -- and I seem to have lived to tell the tale. I've even been joking that this is good practice for traveling in parts of the world where you really *can't* drink the water. That which does not kill us makes us stronger.

On top of that, I just got a message from Mark that a big thunderstorm has knocked out power at our house. So I'll be arriving home to lots of candles, no internet, no appliances, no AC. But, hey, that just reminds me of the time that huge storm came through Guatemala and we lost power at the hostel in Livingston. It's amazing how many fun drinking games you can think up when there's no TV to watch.

I may be a bit late getting to the office tomorrow...