oh, as usual, dear. Try not to blow up anything important!

Eek, Laura! You have more bravery than I in conducting science experiments in the home.

Hil, Felicitations on the anniversary of your natal day, and wishes for many more.

I'm trying to motivate to pack for a week at the beach, leaving tomorrow AM. I still have to do a grocery run for supplies for StY and Mom while I'm gone. I find myself exceptionally unwilling to leave the desk.

Happy Birthday, Hil!

I need to go pick up my NYE dress, run by JoAnn's, then the bank and the drugstore. What am I doing instead? Sitting in my pj's, reading the board and watching a French film on IFC.

I think I'm swinging back around to liking Val Kilmer:

"Some people," he adds with a delectable half-smirk, "have observed that maybe this wasn't my first gay role. Maybe that was Top Gun."

We'll see.

I read a recent interview with VK where he said that he's really eager to do more comedies.

A bit belated, but

Happy Birthday, Jessica!

Oh, my, what an interview. 'A certain lazy reptilian charm'. You just don't get that kind of language from most American celebrity interviewers.

I had such a crush on Val Kilmer in his early years, before Top Gun. Real Genius was all it took.

Today I have run (ouch, although it was beautiful out) and made pumpkin bread and taken a shower. I feel like I've done a lot, but I really haven't. Ah, well. Off to a housewarming soon, waaaay out in the East Bay. Concord, pfeh.

I just had baked apple brie for breakfast. I suggest everyone do the same. Good lord it was yummy.

If you want good Val Kilmer, check out Thunderheart, which gets unfortunately overlooked.

I'm finally emerging from my post-yoga coma. It's good for me, but it really knocks me out for a while....

I was all motivated (to not do much, but still!) and then my brother called just before I hopped in the shower, and we talked for over an hour while he waited in the Atlanta airport. I think the couch ate my motivation. BUT. He was on his way back from his first ever cancer(?that was what his poster was on) conference in Boston and the boy was giddy! Describing all the characters he met (for some reason a lot of Danes and Dutch and a doctor named Heineken,) the beer, the food, the awesome lectures, how a lot of what he learned is going to revamp a talk he has later this week, the crazy researcher fights (like math fights! but over cells and cancers and whatnot,) and the crazy turkish doctor who latched on to my brother for some reason and kept offering him a postdoc (brother is without degree yet.) My brother attracts...characters. Actually, I think he sort of unintentionally seeks them out because he's a risktaker by nature and that extends to people.

It was cool. It's always nice to see someone totally enthusiastic. He always comments on how stupid he feels when he hangs out with researchers, and the thing is...he isn't. They are talking to him. He's asking intelligent questions. He wouldn't be there if he didn't deserve to be. Luckily, those comments are getting fewer, and the talk of how much he managed to cram into his head getting more.

Now I really ought to go to target.