Short of more 9th Doctor or going to some alternate reality where Firefly runs for seven seasons, I can't imagine happier TV news.

How about, "Now that we have replaced the TiVo and picked up a relatively inexpensive DVD recorder in the process, you can dump Doctor Who to DVD easily instead of losing all the episodes to a redux of the Yom Kippur TiVo Disaster?"

Hmm. Now I want a tangelo or tangerine.

And John Sweden brings the convo full circle.

I just wanted to blend in. Grapefruit is one of those foods that is more trouble than it is worth, for me. Too much slicing and scooping, so I probably haven't eaten it in years.

One of the kinkier x-posts ever.

I do invite friends to hit me with sticks on a regular basis, so it is the least I can do.

How about, "Now that we have replaced the TiVo and picked up a relatively inexpensive DVD recorder in the process, you can dump Doctor Who to DVD easily instead of losing all the episodes to a redux of the Yom Kippur TiVo Disaster?"

Well, I knew that. We just need to find a re-airing of the eps we lost or figure out how to get them off the old hard drive.

That's why I love ruby red grapefruit juice (preferably 1005 juice, no sugar added). All the joyful flavor of a nice, sweet ruby red grapefruit, none of the hassle.

Well, I knew that. We just need to find a re-airing of the eps we lost or figure out how to get them off the old hard drive.

You can ask around. Maybe finding someone with a Linux box and seeing if we can mount the drive.

Another option was to try and find an old TiVo box of the same model that has a bad drive and replacing it with our old disk, then dumping from there.

People should talk about their weekends

Got drunk and made out with a gay boy dressed as Prince.

You know, the usual.

People should talk about their weekends

Got drunk and made out with a gay boy dressed as Prince.

There was a guy dresses as Prince at our party here. Also, I noticed in one of the pictures he has some red makeup on his face, and since I was covered in red makeup as Satan, it means I probably made out with him. Or at least kissed his cheek.

There was a guy dresses as Prince at our party here.

I saw that! Apparently more people pay homage to the Purple One than I had previously thought.

Also, I noticed in one of the pictures he has some red makeup on his face, and since I was covered in red makeup as Satan, it means I probably made out with him. Or at least kissed his cheek.

Heh. I ended up with my Prince's makeup all over my face, too.

You know, the usual.

Pretty tame for you.

We went to the last weekend of JZ's Renaissance Faire. Emmett rode ponies, shot arrows (from a full bow, and a pistol-grip crossbow), watched risque comedy improv, enjoyed juggling and rope walkign, threw darts, bet on turtle races, watched jousts and fencing, ate strawberry ice, won tokens which were redeemed for a tiny knight.

Yesterday we rode bikes through Golden Gate Park, checked out the new De Young Museum (a big deal in SF - huge lines) and stopped by Stowe Lake for a Cherry Icee. Watched the first Star Wars movie (though Emmett insists on referring to it as the fourth.)

JZ came home from Faire with laryngitis and seemed well glad to have an excuse to not go into work today, but lie in bed, read Gloriana by Michael Moorcock and drink Chamomile tea with lots of lemon.