I'm surprised no one seems to be talking about Jon Stewart being tapped to host the Oscars.

I'm also pulling for London. When Scott went to London on business, Chris was something like 3 weeks old (which means Julia was one and a half and Ben was 4). We didn't accompany him. There's a faint possibility he'll have to go in the nearish future. I'm pushing for an extended assignment, where we all go. I'm a dreamer.

DH got another job offer from London yesterday. He's keeping after me. I told him to give me until after I have the next baby before I contemplate a move overseas.

I'm surprised no one seems to be talking about Jon Stewart being tapped to host the Oscars.

There was a bit of talk in Natter. I'm pleased he's got such a high profile gig, but I'm also wary. It can be really embarrassing if it doesn't work out. Personally, I still want Kesley Grammer because he SINGS.

Ugh. I think I have finally contracted the plague. I tried to be healthy and do a juice fast to clean out my system, but now I am worried I'm on track for a sinus infection. Makes me want to cry. I now have emotional and physical pain at the same time. Whee!

Cross posted a few places:

I had to leave my computer in the shop for repairs, so I won't have any internet access at home for about a week. If you need to get in touch with me this weekend, try my cell phone.

Have fun!

I could swear that there was talk of Jon Stewart and the Oscars somewhere. . . possibly in Natter. . . possibly in Movies. . .

Natter, I think. I remember it.

Is this quite my most pointless post ever?

Hec, I'm glad you and JZ got some time with our lovely juliana. One of these days, I'll join you guys at Vesuvio's, now that I'm working in the Presidio.

But not today; too many roller coasters. Don't get me wrong, I love my life, but sometimes I really need an oh-shit handle or two to hang on when things go momentarily pear-shaped.

All's well, all resolved, no worries. But I think I may pour myself a glass of whisky tonight.

(Edited because there's no excuse for poor spelling before I start drinking.)

Karl! Yes, more meeting-up would be lovely, as would less of a roller-coastery life for you. If you can't find the oh-shit handle, at least there's always whisky.

And huzzah for employment. What are you doing in the Presidio?

Also, this?

our lovely juliana

is such an understatement. She was blindingly, incandescently gorgeous last night. And her beauty is already getting noticed around her neighborhood. The bartender downstairs is giving her freebies, and apparently a couple of days ago an old Italian man serenaded her. Truly, North Beach is worthy of her.

Future Fun Fact:

By 2016, most, if not all, Buffistas will have moved to San Francisco.

Except the Miracleborns. We will have moved to Antartica to be equidistant from everyone.