just after 10am and the sirens are going off. and it's just dawned on me that if my luck holds for one more week, that i won't be hearing them again for at least another three months. and how in a way that makes me kind of sad? and i think that 12 weeks sounds better when i say "12 weeks" than "three months" because weeks have a way of just blinking by so quickly whereas months...now we are talking about a larger chunk of a year.

btw, did you ever wonder about what happened to the emergency broadcast system? you know...the two-tone attention signals that caused us too much trouble at the woove?