Am I secret, am I safe?

Hey,

Just to make sure that anyone I forgot to email spam or doesn't check Fb knows - I was at home when the Moscow metro bombings happened this morning. Which means I was, by definition, secret and safe, like the one ring.

Except for seeing my first Moscow cockroach. Le sigh. It's better than the rats that scurry all around the parking lot, or the ferret that's in the corner store to which I no longer give my patronage.

I don't know, am I allowed to talk about things other than the metro bombing? I'm not changing the scheduled posts, so. Yeah.

-Icarus