So the Bodacious Brit wanted to see the next-to-last shuttle launch. Since I handle all the travel arrangements, I hopped online and duly booked hotel, car and flights for us through Travelocity. Two hours after I do this, NASA announces that they're moving the launch back ten days. Damn spit dirty socks ( Read more... )

Okay, this is my schedule for the next few months:

April: Make three Sherlock plushies for a fundraiser gala being thrown on behalf of the Undershaw Preservation Trust; due by May 1 ( Read more... )

( The saga begins... )

As it's a brand new year I'm going to try and post here more regularly, starting with the 2010 Fletcher Britmas Adventure (Getting diverted to Paris! Humping 100+ pounds of luggage on and off various forms of transport to catch the Eurostar to London! Ultimately paying an extra $2K thanks to Heathrow's ridiculous snow handling procedures! Whee!). ( Read more... )

Yeah, I'm mid-Crimson Tide, which actually hasn't been all that bad this month, so I'm grateful for small favors. Still, the unleashed hormones can do a real number on my emotional state (when I can't even put together a simple fantasy because the back of my brain is muttering, "Oh, that's not realistic -- nope, that could never happen -- oh, ( Read more... )

And man, my arms are tired! Anyway, here are a couple of shots from the trip (and from New Orleans) -- travel report to follow!

( Snapshot heavy! )

You know you're with a good crew when you can sit by the pool with no alcohol in your system whatsoever and still laugh your ass off for three solid hours just by riffing off each other. "Look, it's a zeppelin!" "I want my fucking beignets!" "Yeah, I totally did him -- didn't you?" "A soul has been crushed -- my job here is done." "Jesus loves ( Read more... )

Where I have just spent the last two days walking around the French Quarter, eating great food, drinking some very tasty alcohol (but not nearly as much as last year, due to reasons explained below) and having a great time with my sister, my nephew and my friend Theresa ( Read more... )

For another 3 hours, anyway. I came up to surprise my best friend Patrick, who's currently appearing in a Christmas musical revue downstate. The revue was fabulous; hanging out with Patrick, my sister Stacy (who spotted someone in the front row TAKING A CALL in the middle of the show; she promptly got the entire audience to belt out "Jingle Bells ( Read more... )

I don't know if it was the good vibes, the liquids, the vitamins, the two bowls of pho (today's with extra chiles) or some combination thereof, but I'm feeling decidedly better and appear to have dodged the flu bullet.

Yay! And thank you all!