Ooh! Ooh! I will volunteer to personally go tell George Clooney that he should keep and use the non-transferable stuff, for Sticking It To The Man purposes! Just as a public service.
It's a dirty job, but somebody has to do it.
Maybe we can arrange a group outing for just this purpose.
I hate to give out my name on the phone. I'll happily fill out all kinds of forms on line with no thought to privacy issues, but someone asks me who I am on the phone and my brain goes into lockdown. I should really just come up with an alias I can use.
(eta: high of 80 sounds like bare leg weather to me. Have fun using the passport!)
Colin got an assload of goodies in that heartbeat before Coupling tanked.
And it's not like he was even
famous.
The flight is at 8:30 tomorrow morning. We are to be at the airport either no later than 5:30 or no later than 6. Tough choice.
Oh, I'll still be here all night, not to worry. But thanks for the good wishes, y'all!
::retracts the voyage bonnness::
I just did my taxes, and I am getting a good sized return, whee! But I always think that my refund is going to be a few hundred more than it always ends up being, so I am inevitably a bit disappointed at first.
I know have this weird earworm fom Anything Goes:
Bon Voyage
You mean Bon Voyage
I have to say goodbye sweetheart
iBy the Seashoe
You mean Sur la Plage
We'll sit and watch the sea
And share a spot of tea
Sean is dead to me. I lurve Shamrock shakes.