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Please, oh please remind me not to ask rhetorical questions on Natter. People answer them. It's very scary. Somebody very nicely answered my question about steganography when I had a link to a rather long story in the New York Times about it.

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Eek! Eek! Eek!

Halloween! Our Very Own National Holiday

Thong's sudden trip to Palm Springs, for which I was supposed to arrive home early yesterday so I could deliver him to the airport, has apparently fallen through. So far, only one pumpkin has appeared on the porch, and I know where it came from since we bought it at Cub Foods the other day. We still have not made the candy run. (OK, so I hadta watch Buffy.) Aton party up the street that I'm tempted to go to. I suspect most of the costumes will either feature bare skin, leather, or Levis. It's 55 right now, incredible for almost November, and it should make the bare skin costumes more fun. The salvia is still blooming by the garage.