From Corwood's link:

“I think that people in Fairfax, VA say a lot of things.”

A commenter noted:

Fairfax is like ’50s Dallas or, well, today’s Dallas. Tons of crazy right wing outfits.

Actually, Fairfax (County) is suburbia. Where 1 in 3 residents was born outside the U.S. Los Angelenos, think Orange County without palm trees. Or a beach. Or this week, without sunshine.

You know, whenever my dad is bitching about most of his state legislators being dumber than dirt (he has to deal with the lot of them) I point out that if he lived an hour south, he could play with the Texas legislature, where the whacko is even louder.

He doesn't like it when I play silver lining. It disrupts his grump.

Plans:

Friday we have a half day at work and I'm spending the other half at a day spa getting a massage, facial, mani and pedi. I am so looking forward to it!

Saturday: dinner & Revenge of the Sith.

Good thing: Unexpected date with the BF last night. He was in my neck of the woods for work, so we got to see each other and go out for supper.

And, I vote cookies.

ChiKat, did you get a chance to watch Lost last night, even with your date?

I'm instead going to glare narrow-eyed at him

eep!

Though in my defense, it was all about experiencing New Orleans for the first time. And I won't retract because it was worth it just to read about your Rome trip.

Yes, I did. Thank you again! He left around 9:30 (since he lives 1 1/2 hours away) and I sat and watched LOST. Vincent made me cry.

Dude, serious party foul, David. You don't tell a group of people including your wife that your favorite vacation was to your honeymoon location with a previous paramour.

::updates Hec's file::

Damn, Hec, what were you thinking about...

Though to be fair, apparently the B&B he went to with the Tall Blonde Goddess was nicer than ours -- cherubs and froufrou and real china plates and teacups at breakfast.

Rome would've been better with Hec there, but I doubt we'd have gotten free board at the convent that way.