No, I'm not being investigated by the CIA -- at least, no more than any other law-abiding American citizen.  I just started watching season four of Torchwood, which has the remains of the team -- Capt. Jack and Gwen -- being kidnapped by the CIA.  It's the usual knotty Torchwood story, and the two intercut sex scenes -- one gay, one straight -- in ( Read more... )

Pretty much.  I successfully watched The Avengers on my new TV last night.  I got a bunch of art up on the wall.  I managed to get into the Ventra (CTA) website, and to get  my missing $10 refunded.  I found a recycling center I can actually get to easily (near the Zoo, which, as you know, I visit frequently anyway) and took a nice walk around ( Read more... )

this may be the first morning I've woken up with no tension in months -- maybe this year.  Got the last of the leftovers moved in yesterday morning, so don't have to worry about making another trip over there.   The place looks like I just moved in again, but the pressure's off -- my schedule, my mood, my imperatives ( Read more... )

So I get to the coffee shop this morning, because it's my editing day and my get-together-with-pals-at-the-coffee-shop day, and I've forgotten my glasses.  This I discover after I've set up my computer and gotten to the counter to order a cuppa ( Read more... )

There is a muscle in your lower leg, just below and, it seems, under the calf muscles.  I don't know its name -- I'm sure it has one, though.  It's the one underneath the Achilles tendon.  Sometimes, if one tends to collect tension in one's feet and legs, one is awakened in the middle of the night with a cramp in that muscle.  It is extraordinarily ( Read more... )