Lois Lane is dead? Is she one of Lana Lang's parents?

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Not following fire codes kills people. Weren't you paying attention?

And using substandard wiring. And not calling Charlton Heston until too late.

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She was dead, but not anymore. I think she's a zombie. The position of zombies in Lana's family tree is unclear.

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Lois Lane is dead?

She was dead until Superman went back in time (by going faster than light) and saved her.

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She was dead, but not anymore. I think she's a zombie. The position of zombies in Lana's family tree is unclear.

Well, her parents were 100% dead, and are now not 100%. Sounds like zombie fun to me.

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Yay! Zombies! Smallville needs more zombies.

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Note to the bride whose wedding I'm coordinating in May, typed here to get it out of my system so I won't actually email it to her:

Look, my dear child, you are getting married in a church. C-H-U-R-C-H. Note that I did not say "wedding chapel." This means that your Special Day is not the only, nor even the most important, event of the weekend in the eyes of the congregation as a whole. This means you need to show a tiny bit of flexibility.

I cannot help that there is a men's breakfast scheduled for the fellowship hall that morning, and that you'd like to decorate the night before for your reception. It is most considerate of them to probably be willing to move it to the parlor so you can do it anyway. So it is VERY unbecoming of you to WHINE that you don't want them in the parlor either because then you'd have to dress in a Sunday School room.

I also cannot help that there are services in the sanctuary and activities in the fellowship hall the next day. C-H-U-R-C-H, remember? Which means I have to enforce the time you're expected to finish your reception and have everyone out the door, because I and other church staff need some turnaround time to get the building back into its ordinary setup.

And last but not at all least, I cannot accurately predict or control how much space will be available in the fridge and freezer because they're not primarily there for bridal convenience. They're there for the Wednesday night dinner for the homeless and anyone else who happens to stop by. Something that we do because we are a church. With ministries. It's a thing.

Learn to compromise, girl, or find yourself a wedding chapel. And be nice to me. I'm a lot more inclined to make your life easier for you if you are.

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What are you watching?

Naked Science's Angry Earth. It was on the National Geographic Channel.

Weren't you paying attention?

What I'm saying... Unless it was zombie buildings. Could be zombies.

Or Susan's bridezilla. Now that scares me.

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I feel dirty. I've been watching this past Friday's Joan of Arcadia episode, you see, which featured "Special Guest Star Hilary Duff!" My original thought was "Okay, whatever, I survived Paris Hilton guest starring on Veronica Mars" and decided to grin and bear it.

But....

I kind of liked her. A good bit, actually. She was really quite good.

It can't be good that I'm now tempted to find episodes of Lizzie McGuire on the internet and see if she's always this not!annoying when she's not singing.

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I just spent 15 minutes on the shelf above my computer. Before it looked like a precarious mound of junk that might topple over and engulf me at any moment. Now two magazine bins sit on one side, the first holding manila envelopes and mailing labels, the other all my romance industry/market magazines. The binders holding all my conference planning info rest against them. In the center is a neat little stack of boxes, mostly checks and note cards. On the other side is a neat, orderly stack of notebooks and office supplies. Spike and Boromir stand guard over all.

I feel good about myself.

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