My tweets

  • Wed, 10:16: This national park will be on our itinerary for Australia, little more than a month from now. Photos show how the area looked before, and what it looks like now. I'm hoping we can still make it to "Remarkable Rocks," but in all likelihood we will see them very scarred. https://t.co/dI2md52ySN
  • Wed, 12:16: Just to be clear. https://t.co/HUsEObgIkR
  • Wed, 16:36: Why didn’t anyone tel me The Cranberries released a posthumous album last year? Turns out it was their best in over twenty years.
  • Wed, 19:43: Okay everyone, since two people texted me about this before I even knew it happened, I'll let everyone know: I'm fine! In fact I went out after work today, in a totally different direction than usual.

    That said, it appears it *was* a near miss: 3rd & Pine is an intersection I do walk through, both to and from work, nearly every day. I leave work at 4:30 and it takes me roughly half an hour to get that far—and the shooting occurred at 5:01 pm. On any other day I could have been right in the middle of this, or, if it makes you feel any better, much more likely I would have *just* missed it and it would have occurred a few minutes after I had already passed through.

    I'd say it's a little unsettling to think about, except . . . you know what? Whatever. I do certainly appreciate people being concerned about me, but I'm still feeling pretty chill about it. The only reason not to be would be if I were ever actually endangered, and luckily, I wasn't. The world's going to hell in a handbasket but I keep on living a charmed life!

    It would be good to note that, near miss or not, the probability of my getting shot remains unchanged, which is to say, incredibly low. And I make my life choices based on calculated probabilities, not on random chances. https://t.co/HjXENOuoZ9