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Vote. (The Neil Patrick Harris moment was the one that really caught my attention. “I’m voting because I fell in love, and I want it to count.” Seriously, Californians, vote NO on Prop 8.)

Edited to add: Here’s a letter from someone in California that this affects personally. I found it very moving.

It’s wrong to make gay couples pay the price for someone else’s misplaced fear. On November 4, it’ll be only you in the voting booth. Nobody will see how you vote – that’s your business. But before you mark your ballot on Prop 8, please take a moment to ask yourself, in all honesty, what does it hurt you if gays and lesbians get married? Will it make you love your spouse any less? Does it make you love your children any less? Would it hurt your family if, after 16 years, Bill and Robert finally get to tie the knot? I think your answer will be no. Your marriage will be no weaker if Prop 8 doesn’t pass. Your family will be no less under the law or under God.

Speaking as a straight married person, the only negative I can think of regarding gay marriages is that it would just mean more social engagements for my calendar. (Seriously! So many weddings these days!) And maybe that cute barista at Toby’s would stop flirting with the Snook if he had his own husband. (Not that the Snook minds. He has no scruples when it comes to good coffee.)

Appliance sales are down all over the US… except for deep freezes. I get that. Man, I’d LOVE a deep freeze. Our freezer is always full. I wonder if we could put it in our extra spot in the car park??

I was in a health store in Newtown recently when I noticed they had some ENVIROSAX bags. I’d read about them online, and they were only about $7. So I got this one! They roll up very tiny so I’ve been carrying it in my handbag every day. I LOVE IT. I’ve used it about ten times now! I even carried my big orange pumpkin home from Paddy’s in it last weekend. It’s very spacious and strong. The handles are the perfect length too; I can sling it over my shoulder or hold it by the handles and not have it drag on the ground. If you need a reusable shopping bag, I highly recommend them.

More shocking POOP ICE CREAM revelations in today’s Daily Telegraph:

• They’re calling it “Gelatigate”. They also refer to the suburb (on their front page) as “Poogee Bay.”
• “Mr Williams also confirmed that a staff member had tasted the substance in question and agreed it was not chocolate sorbet.” (Italics mine.) EWWWWWW!
• “…the hotel’s head chef resigned after he personally smelled the sample which Steve and Jessica Whyte took home to their freezer.” EWWWWWW! And damning.
• “They’ve served us poo. There’s nothing else that it can be,” Mrs Elliott said after taking a whiff of Mrs Whyte’s napkin. “I wish I can tell you it was something else but I can’t, it absolutely stunk.” Then why in the world did her friend EAT IT?

I should’ve known the Telegraph would report all the really ucky bits. And their reader comments are (unintentionally, I’m sure) hilarious…

“Stress may make you itch.” The Snook just sent me that link. In the past six months my skin has just been crazy. I thought for a while I might be developing some sort of allergy, because I kept breaking out in itchy red welts. There doesn’t seem to be any pattern though, and Dr. Chin (and Emily) both diagnosed a random case of “dermatitis”. It certainly does seem to have a stress component though. Great. So on top of non-specific stress-related stomach pain, I also have skin irritation. I really need to learn to meditate or something.