Susan, that gown is gorgeous. I could do some serious covetting there.

Susan, that gown is gorgeous.

Isn't it? Like the one Aimee posted, I'm having fun imagining the right woman to wear it. Since it's a 1912 dress, it's a little too obvious to put her on the Titanic, so I'm mentally altering the line and cut just enough to make it an 1812 dress, only neither of the heroines I've created so far has the coloring for those shades, so I need someone with maybe chestnut or dark blonde hair and...

Good lord. Show me a dress and I write a novel.

I have never watched Gilmore Girls.

Points accusing finger at Topic!Cindy -- HEATHEN!!

Egad, Susan, that dress is stunning. Possibly not as showstopping as Aimée's, but probably a sight easier to sit down, stand up and dance in.

D. Griswold, a very happy birthday! Apparently both you and your sister seriously rock.

It's all quiet and peaceful -- Hec is out at another book-related event, and Emmett just went to bed. We watched Lemony Snicket (which improved on rewatching; Jim Carrey was less prominent and irritating, the Baudelaires were more lovely and resourceful and heartbreaking, and the art direction and score were just sumptuous), and then I read him the first two chapters of The Bad Beginning and got him settled into bed, rubbed his back, and asked him about today's Little Leage game and the rest of his team until he drifted off. It was all just good. Sweet and mellow and good.

::tacklehugs billytea::

::steals everyone else's carrot cake::

Susan, have you come across the story of Rfm. Thomas Plunkett? [link]

I like this bit: "...raised again to corporal 'notwithstanding little fits of inebriety,'...." Hah.

Yep, I've heard of Plunkett. Quite a character. I don't have anyone directly based on him, but he's one of the ones I keep in mind as I'm writing.

That supine firing position seems very strange. When you get together with the re-enactors, ask if any of them have tried it.

eta: better picture, bottom right of page [link]

Unfortunately the reenactors I'm going to meet are all using your standard-issue Brown Bess musket, which I don't think you could fire that way. The Baker was significantly shorter than muskets or hunting rifles to make it easier to fire and reload while crouching or lying down in cover.

I've got my novel open in another window, and I'm typing in and doing an initial edit on this week's handwritten work. I have a minor villain named Colonel Robuchon. (All my French characters are named after Canadian figure skaters or French chefs who show up on Iron Chef. All my Spanish characters are named for baseball players.) MS Word suggests "Robocop" as a correct spelling. Colonel Robocop. That'd put a whole new spin on the plot.

MS Word suggests "Robocop" as a correct spelling. Colonel Robocop. That'd put a whole new spin on the plot.

Hehehehe. Hehehehe. Sorry, just, hehehehe.

Susan, heh. The best Word correction I've ever gotten was when it was trying to cope with a paper I'd written on film and the female gaze (the meaning of which I no longer remember), and after puzzling a bit over Sontag, it suggested that possibly I meant Sandhog.