jcbdragon,
alysswolf and I participated in the American Cancer Society "Taking Strides Against Breast Cancer" walk this morning. Fun, but brisk -- 50 degrees before the windchill, and walking down by the river, there was definitely a wind. Also, five miles? Hah. I did *not* walk five miles in 70 minutes. Not a chance. Four maybe. More than 3.2 (not a five kilometer walk) but not five miles. Oh, well. It was fun, we contributed money to something worthwhile, and had a lovely walk. And, in honor of all the breast cancer fundraisers going on this month (there's another walk in two weeks; we're also going to participate in it), my live journal's going bright pink 'til Halloween.
Speaking of Halloween, as I work on this year's Halloween fic, a request -- if I chatted with you about resurrecting Ramirez, could you
drop me an email? I've forgotten who's in the last group of would-be museum robbers and need a reminder. Thanks!
Finally, gacked from
darthhellokitty and
eponin10 among others:
Your Hair Should Be White
Classy, stylish, and eloquent.
You've got a way about you that floors everyone you meet.
What's Your Funky Inner Hair Color? Neat, although I can't really see myself with white hair. Oh, well, it beats the time I managed to end up with green hair. Not on purpose, and not even a pretty shade of green. ::sigh::