So yesterday at zomBcon I shook hands with Malcolm McDowell (who earlier had shushed Bailey during a trivia contest) and George Romero and Jeffrey Reddick and Stephen Lindsey. So, no Bruce Campbell, but definitely a respectable assortment of awesome.

Later, Misha and her husband Piers and I sang along to all the songs in Once More With Feeling while ( Read more... )

Barring my dad's physical therapists, who come at the worst times possible and the whole "having to do the dishes, make the coffee, and lots of household chores" thing, I have been having some amazingly good times of late. I still am not getting good at seeing other people besides Bailey and his household, but I did hang out with Brittany on Monday ( Read more... )

Almost all of my pictures from the Red, White, and Dead zombie walk are on Bailey's camera chip, so I can't yet do a proper write-up of the event. But we helped break a Guinness World Record by acting like zombies all afternoon on a pleasant sunny Saturday, so that was quite nice after a chilly Friday spent working outside and before a rather cool- ( Read more... )

Did you know that the best cure for car sickness is a rush of endorphins (which I am assuming is the name for the happy chemicals in your brain and if not, please delete and substitute appropriate head-stuff) brought on by happiness ( Read more... )

Let's see... (I'm leaving the most important stuff out of the cut tag, so you can all see it even if you don't care to click through and see my zombied up.

( The week started with a tiny hangover... )