I was accosted by a tourist in the French Quarter who insisted on getting her picture taken with the "Sexy man in a Kilt."
Smart tourist!
She was so fierce, it kinda scary.
Aww. Fierce baby Emma!
Early ,'Objects In Space'
Plan what to do, what to wear (you can never go wrong with a corset), and get ready for the next BuffistaCon: San Francisco, May 19-21, 2006! Everything else, go here! Swag!
I was accosted by a tourist in the French Quarter who insisted on getting her picture taken with the "Sexy man in a Kilt."
Smart tourist!
She was so fierce, it kinda scary.
Aww. Fierce baby Emma!
I got home. (Well, NJ home. Won't be DC home until next week, I think. Or maybe later this week. Or something.) This weekend was so much fun. (More contentful comments later, when I'm a bit more awake and less hungry.)
Glad everyone seems to have made it home okay. Has everyone checked in?
I'm back, and even put in a full day of work today.
How's you doing Sean?
The good: I have computer access
The bad: I have no Buffistas.
1) I was being pro-active on the boobular containment, and claim only 1 of the 2 occurances attributed to me.
2) Emma loves me. I fed her toast, danced with her, and made the table at the restaurant shake by performing drum solos.
3) They played "Hotel California" far too much, and "House of the Rising Sun" not nearly enough (read: not at all), pretty much everywhere.
4) There is no #4. To confuse the vampires.
5) I miss everyone already.
t missing my roomies
Trudy! I have your fan!
D'oh!
If you like it you can have it, or you can mail it to me.
Or we can just all cry because we're in our dumb old homes and not the St. Louis.
I miss you guys.
I do not miss my bunkerlike hotel room.
I miss you all too.