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Oof. The burning feeling on my hand ended after about 90 minutes. But the skin still feels like it was scrubbed with fine-grit sandpaper. A word of advice: Never reach into a sink where Carolina Reaper peppers have contaminated the water.

That was an hour ago, and the pain is finally fading. Fck the idiots who thought that genetically modified peppers were a bright idea. 🤬

Got released from work early tonight. Someone used a blender to prep some Carolina Reaper sauce, then wisely left the blender to soak in the sink. Guess who was on dish duty? I stuck my whole hand in the water to grab the blender, and my skin immediately started tingling. Then it rapidly rose to a horrible burning, even after I applied dish soap with no water. Twice. 😭😫

Good morning, Chris.

Sticky with what?

I got a new achievement. "5 Years in a Row!"

And Page. Hey, Gary.

A starter home for Drew.

I wanted to pre-empt any "Pervapalooza" comments.

And Page. Hey, B.

I had nothing to do with it.

Hang in there, Dugh!

Absolutely gorgeous scenery. And the whales, of course.

No-one said they were spiders from this planet.

Yesterday, I stopped at a bakery-café called Outpost before work, and I ordered a ham and butter sandwich on a demi-baguette. Or so I thought. The shop was full, so I took my order to-go. I also refused a receipt, to cut down on paper waste. When I sat down on a bench and opened the package, to my surprise, it wasn't the sandwich I ordered. Or perhaps it was? I found ham with Brie cheese, pickled red onions, and fig jam. I said to myself, "Wait. Did I say 'Ham and Butter' or 'Ham and Brie'? I can't recall now. Perhaps the clerk made a mistake? Ahhh, well." I could have returned to the store and requested a new sandwich, but I didn't want to see the first order go to waste. So I ate it regardless. And let me tell you, there wasn't a crumb left.