I had to change the radio station yesterday. There was an interview with a preacher on behalf of those who are trying to push the "Defense of Marraige Amendment" to the Minnesota state constitution.

He was a real brimstone inflected preacher-type who pronounced "God" with four letters...

Happy Birthday, Raq!! Hope it's a nice, relaxing one.

Probably not the four I'm thinking of.

Happy Birthday, Raq!!

Happy birthday Raq, happy late birthdays to Mal and to Pete.

Glad Cass is safely in Portland.

I am home from the UK, and have amazingly been able to skim rather than skip the messages in Bitches. Currently I am trying also to catch up on work.

Hec, job~ma.

I drank a lot of different real (cask-conditioned) ales while in St. Andrews, Edinburgh, and London. I tried not to repeat but I did end up doing so the last day. I have a list of ales drunk and pubs where the drinking occured, and some pub pictures yet to be developed.

There was also some family stuff, some fun (pub time with Tom's dad in London, hanging out with his friends our last night) some not so fun (a good 65% of the time spent with Tom's mom), and some OK (the other 35% of the time spent with Tom's mom, and the informational visit with the doctor.)

We spent a lot of time on planes (Boston-London, London-Edinburgh) and trains (Edinburgh-St. Andrews, assorted Tube travel). Logistically everything worked out very well, I highly recommend Virigin Atlantic for international travel. Tired and zonked. Should do some work.

{{Bitches}}

also, I did not eat any of the foods on the Accidental Hedonist list posted by Jessica the other day. Tom's mother cooked for us from Thursday night through Monday morning and it was all very, you know, old school. Roast lamb, boiled veg, boiled potato. Roast chicken, boiled veg, boiled potato. leftover lamb stew, boiled veg, boiled pototo. beef stew made with the toughest meat evah, boiled veg, boiled potato. You get the idea. When we got to London, I was so starved for spice that all we ate was curry, both Indian (OMG Teh Yum) and Thai.

Somehow the MIL even managed to make UK bacon taste like complete utter and total ASS. boggling. we stuck to musli after that.

Thank god for delicious, sweet, delicious, beer.

"Suburban Shootout." It's British. A lovely English village, except that the ladies of the village are two rival mobs vying to recruit the new woman who's just moved in with her cop husband. She was invited to take a small ride with a lady and her creepy butch driver and has been tricked into pushing the button that blows up the wicker store whose proprietors have missed their protection payment.

It's like YOJIMBO with tweed.

oh, nora, I was just in London this past week, sorry that I didn't know that you'd be there, I would have tried to meet up or something.

I drank a lot of different real (cask-conditioned) ales while in St. Andrews, Edinburgh, and London.

::jealousjealousjealous::

s'okay, Vortex. We had so much family stuff going on in such a small amount of time, it would have been difficult. I shall console myself with the knowledge that I will see you in SF in May!

Tep, it was SO GOOD. Will update LJ with lists soon, hopefully.