September is Disaster Preparedness and Childhood Obesity Month.

Disaster Preparedness Day is Sept. 21, 2010. Please follow www.twitter.com/ReadyGov & www.twitter.com/CDCgov and me @Black_Dove. Check the hashtag #NPM10.

It's hurricane season and two years ago today, Cincinnati OH suffered the remnants of Hurricane Ike even though we are far inland! Wind gusts were hurricane strength, at the low end, but did much damage in a city not planned and built to withstand such a natural disaster.

We really don't have tornados in Cincinnati proper, but on the outskirts and definitely in rural areas. The thing is: utilities were not totally restored for many many days. I was one of the fortunate THAT TIME.

Please refer to my previous posts and PLEASE SHARE readiness tips!

You're the best, xoxo.

Satan's Letter to Pat Robertson - "Not How I Roll"

Dear Pat Robertson, I know that you know that all press is good press, so I appreciate the shout-out. And you make God look like a big mean bully who kicks people when they are down, so I'm all over that action. But when you say that Haiti has made a pact with me, it is totally humiliating. I may be evil incarnate, but I'm no welcher. The way you put it, making a deal with me leaves folks desperate and impoverished. Sure, in the afterlife, but when I strike bargains with people, they first get something here on earth -- glamour, beauty, talent, wealth, fame, glory, a golden fiddle. Those Haitians have nothing, and I mean nothing. And that was before the earthquake. Haven't you seen "Crossroads"? Or "Damn Yankees"? If I had a thing going with Haiti, there'd be lots of banks, skyscrapers, SUVs, exclusive night clubs, Botox -- that kind of thing. An 80 percent poverty rate is so not my style. Nothing against it -- I'm just saying: Not how I roll. You're doing great work, Pat, and I don't want to clip your wings -- just, come on, you're making me look bad. And not the good kind of bad. Keep blaming God. That's working. But leave me out of it, please. Or we may need to renegotiate your own contract. Best, Satan

LILY COYLE, MINNEAPOLIS