Friday Night Update...
Wow, its a month today until Owen's second birthday. Where does the time go? No, don't answer that. Battle Birthday plans are being drawn up, invitations are being sent out. Owen has started saying Daddy and Da-Da again this week. When asked why the sudden reversal on not saying Daddy, he just laughed. Damn those kids and their mind games.
I stayed home sick today from work. Didn't get as much rest as I hoped. Fucking telemarketers, you think I would have remembered to silence the phone after the first call. I laid on the couch most of the morning dozing and watching tv and DVD episodes of Quantum Leap. Fuck, that show was good. I would have given anything to be a writer on that show. I also caught the first episode of a show called G-Spot on TMN on Demand. It's about a Canadian actress making her way in Hollywood. It was pretty funny in Sex In the City way. I'll have to catch a few more episodes to make up my mind.
Hey, I just noticed I swore twice in this entry already, it must be the cough syrup and other drugs talking. I've given COLD-FX the heave-ho and called in the stand-by for the time being.
This afternoon I tried to tidy the office since we are having Rebecca's family over tomorrow night and presumably some of them are planning on staying over.
As things stand right now, I doubt I'll be making it to my reading group or pub crawl tomorrow evening. Fucking, cold. I am optimistic that I won't be hacking a lung up tomorrow after a good night's sleep. I can hope.
I just finished reading Mike Resnick's Santiago for my book club tomorrow. A good little space opera romp with a bunch of bounty hunters and assorted gadflies chasing after the world's most sought after mythical criminal Santiago who's described as being 11 feet tall with a shock of bright orange hair, by some. I should write a review of it for eyeheartbooks or sf_book_reviews (I probably got both communties names wrong). I am now reading John Birgmingham's Weapon's of Choice which is an alternate history story about a 21st Century (2021 actually) battle cruiser being transported to World War II. I am only into the book less than 2 dozen pages, but the writing is fairly good so far.
I got a chuckle out of this thumbnail sketch of one of the characters ~ "Sharon Dunne was the youngest of Manning Pope's team, a Caltech graduate witha first-class thesis on quantum foam manipulation, She was also a far distant descendant of the Poet Jon Donne, and a goth lesibian with a hard-on for the oeuvre of Johnny Depp."
Go Depp!
I stayed home sick today from work. Didn't get as much rest as I hoped. Fucking telemarketers, you think I would have remembered to silence the phone after the first call. I laid on the couch most of the morning dozing and watching tv and DVD episodes of Quantum Leap. Fuck, that show was good. I would have given anything to be a writer on that show. I also caught the first episode of a show called G-Spot on TMN on Demand. It's about a Canadian actress making her way in Hollywood. It was pretty funny in Sex In the City way. I'll have to catch a few more episodes to make up my mind.
Hey, I just noticed I swore twice in this entry already, it must be the cough syrup and other drugs talking. I've given COLD-FX the heave-ho and called in the stand-by for the time being.
This afternoon I tried to tidy the office since we are having Rebecca's family over tomorrow night and presumably some of them are planning on staying over.
As things stand right now, I doubt I'll be making it to my reading group or pub crawl tomorrow evening. Fucking, cold. I am optimistic that I won't be hacking a lung up tomorrow after a good night's sleep. I can hope.
I just finished reading Mike Resnick's Santiago for my book club tomorrow. A good little space opera romp with a bunch of bounty hunters and assorted gadflies chasing after the world's most sought after mythical criminal Santiago who's described as being 11 feet tall with a shock of bright orange hair, by some. I should write a review of it for eyeheartbooks or sf_book_reviews (I probably got both communties names wrong). I am now reading John Birgmingham's Weapon's of Choice which is an alternate history story about a 21st Century (2021 actually) battle cruiser being transported to World War II. I am only into the book less than 2 dozen pages, but the writing is fairly good so far.
I got a chuckle out of this thumbnail sketch of one of the characters ~ "Sharon Dunne was the youngest of Manning Pope's team, a Caltech graduate witha first-class thesis on quantum foam manipulation, She was also a far distant descendant of the Poet Jon Donne, and a goth lesibian with a hard-on for the oeuvre of Johnny Depp."
Go Depp!