Revenge of the Mylar Jellyfish

Poor Lillian is a bit under the weather. A few days ago she found a mylar-and-cellophane jellyfish that D. had made as an art project, and she dragged it out to the kitchen and gnawed on it a bit. And now, the consequences. I think she'll be fine.

I just finished reading Good Omens. I like this bit - the Four Horsemen are discussing the activities they need to engage in, at a military base, to get things going:

"'This isn't how I imagined it, chaps,' said War. 'I haven't been waiting for thousands of years just to fiddle around with bits of wire. It's not what you'd call dramatic. Albrecht Dürer didn't didn't waste his time doing woodcuts of the Four Button-Pressers of the Apocalypse, I do know that.'"