So, there's been a lot of chaos in my life in the last year and half or so, and it's finally coming to a head. On Saturday, when I got back from 6 weeks working in Los Angeles (with that small break for The Cruise), Scott and I decided to finally move ahead with our divorce. I know that he's come to terms with the decision because he's showing ( Read more... )

So, the cruise happened. It was fun, but I was also depressed and lonely the whole time. The rest of my life needs to even out, but I don't see that happening anytime soon ( Read more... )

Playing waaaayyy too much FizzBall. It's an updated version of Pong/Breakout crossed with Katamari and a side dish of cute fuzzy animals. Download the demo (Mac or PC), get addicted, and then support the developers by buying it.

Also known as "Math class is hard".

Make sure to read the "Transcript" post. And keep a tissue handy because you'll laugh so hard you'll cry.

Tonight is the 3rd night of not-even-lukewarm tub. And as I went out to check it, it suddenly dawned on me that this hotel rents out their function rooms for fancy parties and that I should go buy a cheap cocktail dress and crash the parties. I look like someone associated with the Arthritis Institute, right?

Today was a very long day on site. Followed by a long and somewhat frustrating evening meeting. Things got better when I took my Boston co-workers to Souplantation and amazed them. I stopped at Target to buy new undies (I packed a bunch this time, but knew I wouldn't have enough for the whole trip, so the deal was laundromat if I ran out on a ( Read more... )

Let's start with a little time warp because I haven't posted pictures in a few days.

( All manner of cute: kittens, puppies, and fuzzy robes )

Forget picks and sticks, you want one of these:


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Tonight I started carving up some of the shows I got on Stick recently. And then I got to what was probably my favorite performance of this tour, and I just had to share it. Right in front of me and owlmoose, Steve belted it out, emotion all over his face. Rage. Jealousy. Impotence. Pain. Futility.

I know you must have loved me sometime, but now I'm ( Read more... )

Yesterday was a rush day. Up at 4:45 to get to the airport. Walked in the dark from owlmoose's to Market Street to catch BART to SFO. Napped on the plane. Got a decent rental car but sadly, no convertible. Popped in at my hotel but they wouldn't let me check in yet. Went to work. Worked. At lunch, checked into my hotel. Worked more. Played phone ( Read more... )