bon bon, this is from ages ago, but when I was trying on wedding dresses I was told that sleeves were a bad idea because they couldn't be made to fit right and would restrict movement and feel binding and what I really wanted was a strapless gown with a shawl. This came from a salesperson in a shop with nothing buit strapless gowns. Anyway, I eventually found a dress with sheer sleeves and nothing heavy about it, and it was entirely comfortable. So sleeves are not as impractical as they may seem, just hard to find.

Any New Yorkers hear me on the radio this morning? Actually it would've been about 11:40 East Coast time.

Has the CI aired yet which takes place among a group of goths (Or TV's version of goths, anyway)? They're a fan group for an Anne Rice type of writer. I was wondering if any actual goths saw it and what they thought.

I saw this, which is bizarre because, like I said, I don't watch L&O. Mr. H was with me, and we'd just been talking about the NO F2F. He had a bit of a freakout, until I told him- "But it's not like we're going to hang around dressed like Evil Willow....That's just for you."

Jon's theory: having her head bashed in as opposed to poison or something less brutally violent lends credibility to it.

Hec, I tried, but my computer didn't have the right software, and the new stupid administrator settings won't let me download any software or make any changes whatever to any of the applications on my hard drive (this includes not being able to download a particularly pretty Art Nouveau freeware font for Word, or delete the stupid skateboarding game that some crack-addled tech upstairs thought I would just love). So, no interview for me.

Was it brilliant? (How could it not be? If you can manage coherent and thoughtful for a 5 a.m. radio interview, 8:40 should be a breeze.)

What -t Said. Bear in mind that until recently most churches wouldn't *allow* strapless wedding dresses, so there are several decades' (centuries'!) worth of evidence to prove that sleeves work just fine. My mother's wedding gown, which I wore, had cap sleeves. Princess Grace's wedding gown had long tight sleeves.

As a friend of mine pointed out years ago, "Oh, you can't get that any more" often means either "I can't be bothered to check the inventory" or "Our store doesn't carry that and I don't want you to shop someplace else."

What JZ was talking about vis-a-vis Jon's theory provided the basis for Michael Crichton's THE TERMINAL MAN. While Crichton science is pretty questionable in the long haul, he usually takes his premises from something pretty rooted in fact. In this case, doctors tried to treat a man subject to those violent epileptic fits by implanting stimulators in his brain to trigger his pleasure centers and calm him down. It backfired because his brain enjoyed the stimulation so much it started triggering non-stop seizures, turning him into psychotic murderer.

In other words, I like the theory.

Was it brilliant? (How could it not be? If you can manage coherent and thoughtful for a 5 a.m. radio interview, 8:40 should be a breeze.)

I think I was more enthusiastic than witty, but it went okay. I think joe boucher heard me. So it wasn't a tree falling in the forest.

I tuned in too late.

I tuned in too late.

Eh. I have to say, the novelty has worn off a little. Still, we contributed books to the fund drive and I got to pimp James Booker and Bo Diddley so that's nice.

I had long sleeves, and they weren't made of tulle or illusion. They were reembroidered alencon lace on shantung silk, and they were fine, well fitted, and not restrictive.