Jan. 21st, 2002
Shoes awaaaay!
Jan. 21st, 2002 03:36 pmSo Mr. Reid is universally identified as being "the accused shoe bomber" in news stories, and that's all anyone needs to know who is being referred to.
The first five mental images that phrase brings to my mind are nonetheless all very silly. I'm glad the whole thing happened in such a way that we can laugh about it a little easier.
The first five mental images that phrase brings to my mind are nonetheless all very silly. I'm glad the whole thing happened in such a way that we can laugh about it a little easier.
M'mouf! M'mouf!
Jan. 21st, 2002 10:06 pmWorking on the Book right now is like pulling teeth, again. Bleah. It will pick up later, but for now it's really boring and I feel very easily distracted. I need another long cafe hangout session to re-energize. I consider going right now (Diesel is open for another two hours) but I think instead I will collect information for the rest of tonight, and tomorrow morning start to process it over coffee.
Getting up at a reasonable hour is hard, though. This morning at 9:30 or so Carla woke me up by coming into my room to turn off my alarm clock, which had, she said, been buzzing for a long, long time. Then I fell alseep again and had dreams about her coming back in and berating me about various minor household issues. (Yes, I asked her about this to confirm that it was, in fact, a dream.)
Kristin is again asking for help in setting up a genuine Pop Tart Cafe at the next Arisia, but the major difference between this and the previous (obviously scrapped) attempt is that she's now doing so a year in advance! This makes it seem pretty likely that the boston-warren will score some local Looney action, after two years (at that time) of being together. Cool.
January, 2003. I wonder what I'll have to show off by then?
We're also a little over the halfway point to the 2002 Origins. Denis has taken charge of this one, and four of us are going, the way things are looking now. Heck, I wonder what I'll have to show off by then?
Getting up at a reasonable hour is hard, though. This morning at 9:30 or so Carla woke me up by coming into my room to turn off my alarm clock, which had, she said, been buzzing for a long, long time. Then I fell alseep again and had dreams about her coming back in and berating me about various minor household issues. (Yes, I asked her about this to confirm that it was, in fact, a dream.)
Kristin is again asking for help in setting up a genuine Pop Tart Cafe at the next Arisia, but the major difference between this and the previous (obviously scrapped) attempt is that she's now doing so a year in advance! This makes it seem pretty likely that the boston-warren will score some local Looney action, after two years (at that time) of being together. Cool.
January, 2003. I wonder what I'll have to show off by then?
We're also a little over the halfway point to the 2002 Origins. Denis has taken charge of this one, and four of us are going, the way things are looking now. Heck, I wonder what I'll have to show off by then?