PlazaJen: Passion Knit

Boy howdy was yesterday a big news day in KC. All we were missing were some shady characters and Kiefer Sutherland to turn the entire chemical plant explosion into a non-stop mini series where at least one person has, yet again, a very bad day.

The only thing that was funny came later last night, when the Wo called me from backgammon. His friend's brother had called in a panic that they were going to start evacuating Brookside because all the ash was going to settle there. Since Wo hadn't seen the news or been on the internet, he didn't know what was going on and wanted to make sure I was staying on top of things. So I called Kristin & Justin, who live just north of us, to see if they had heard about this evacuation. Nope. We did, however, establish a calling tree in the event the National Guard showed up at their house. I suggested we put our friend Beth at the top of the tree, since she was further to the north by another 20 blocks.

Turns out, there was no need to call in the National Guard, CTU, or Jack Bauer. The only evacuation was around the site of the explosion. The good news is, though, we now have an evacuation plan. (They say everyone should have one. Is it wrong that in between phone calls, the only place I could think of going that's south of me was Jess & Jim's Steakhouse? Mmmmm, twice-baked potatoes should be part of every good evacuation plan.) Our plan includes getting the dogs & the Wo's bipap machine, and heading to his mom's house. So you mother fucking terrorists take note: Blue Springs is off-limits.

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