I'm back in NYC and back at my desk. Nothing has gone overwhelmingly haywire: Patty's pacing herself well on her comps and seems relatively sane; the cats are glad to see me; work hasn't blown up. And damn, it is always so nice to be back in NYC; most other cities seem like summer camp to me, and Dragon*Con is its own special brand of challenging.
Unsurprisingly, a lot more suicides go for jumping off of tall buildings in NYC as opposed to elsewhere in the country. When I was a kid, during a patch of insider trading scandals, someone jumped off the roof of our building and we saw him go by the window.
IMDB revealed something sort of bizarre and totally interesting to me today. You know how there's a sequel to The Dark Crystal coming up? Yeah, did you know the current screenwriter on the project is Craig Pearce, the guy that co-wrote Moulin Rouge and Romeo + Juliet with Baz Luhrmann?
Yeah, my jaw is still on the floor. Because that? Makes such perfect sense it's sort of ridiculous.
It also hits my fannish brain in a way that's too weird to describe to most of you, but those who know are laughing. Life's very funny.