Ohio, and ohio, and ohio creeps at this petty pace from day to day

[thanate]

Weekend with inlaws went more or less as they usually do, except that it was cold enough that the MIL's boyfriend went out to sit in his car every 20 minutes for another cigarette instead of standing about in the open air, thus creating a smoke retention chamber which shrouded him and the MIL in toxic fumes. I survived one day of it more or less fine, but two days in a row meant that I got enough of a dose that it triggered my smoke allergy, which hasn't actually happened since the poisoned book the summer after college. 12+ hour delay, burning stomachache. Kind of like a migraine, only centered on the abdomen rather than the head. Fortunately it kicked in about the time I went to bed, so I slept through a lot of it, and was just shaky and cranky today. [additional reasons for crankiness redacted. Basically I could use a couple days never to talk to anyone again-- or more to the point never to *listen* to anyone again-- but baby.]

Anyway, the Megatherium got to meet her great grandma's medium-smallish dog which she began by being distressed by and ended by walking up and patting joyously. And we went to see one building of the Butler Institute of American Art, and wandered through an eclectic set of collections including hyper-realistic people sculpture, various technology & art things (the coolest of which was cement standing-stones with tiny point fiber optic lights in), and a whole gallery of Elbridge Ayer Burbank's amazing portraits of American Indians in the late 19th century.

Now I shall toss a coin for whether I play a silly video game for a bit, or just go to bed. Both have merits...

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