Eureka's second episode pulled 2.06, down from 3.2, but the channel's still happy since it's the highest rated show they have on (I think BSG gets 1.7--not sure about the Gates which are actually airing now).

So that's a relief, and cool.

Huh. It's raining on Titan.

The current issue of Nature features a look at Huygens data with a big payoff: rain is falling on Titan, continues to fall as we speak, and will probably keep falling for a long time. Says Christopher McKay (NASA Ames), a co-author of the paper, “The rain on Titan is just a slight drizzle, but it rains all the time, day in, day out. It makes the ground wet and muddy with liquid methane. This is why the Huygens probe landed with a splat. It landed in methane mud.”

So bring your umbrella. Also, make sure it still works at -179 C.

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Speaking of liquid falling, there's a great pic on the Chicago Tribune's home page of a Cubs pitcher hosing down some Cardinal fans in the bleachers.

In interesting entertainment news, Daniel Radcliffe will be starring in a West End production of "Equus" opposite Richard Griffiths, who plays Uncle Vernon in the Harry Potter movies. Of course, the article focuses on the fact that his character strips down onstage.

Yay! I get to go home!

I just hope Mr. Sun doesn't kill me....

This is an article on pharma aand free lunches [link]

I'm amused by this partly because my brother makes a habit of going to as many clinical medical lectures (because they cater better than cancer research, apparently) and finding out when pharma reps come in so he can clean up on food. He's been known to bring home catering pans of greek salad and fried chicken. Hey, he's raising a family on a grad school stipend!

I have my fingers crossed for Eureka's continued success.

Not to ex: just because you are in town does not obligate me to turn my life around to see you and your pregnant wife who hates me though she's never met me. Grumble.

Though, I had my eyebrows done and a pedicure and I made it to the grocery store in spite of midday heat. Now I'm eating a mixed green salad with freshly grilled chicken and caesar dressing and watching the House pilot again.

Life is good!

I wish Eureka continued sucess too. I'm going to watch next Tuesday to decide whether I personally am going to contribute to its success. So far not grabbing me. (Which may be a good sign. There are exceptions, but most of my favorites don't make it. )

One, more, or all Buffistas are plague to continuing series.

Except when we're not.

If only there were easy magic.

Here am I trying to get work done, and on one side, co-worker's shrieking and near-hysterical in panic, on the other side child-raising techniques and the evils of exes are being discussed. On the phone and email I'm being hounded by one guy, while feeling guilt for all the others I've not gotten back to, yet waiting for replies to emails and "instant" messages.

Head hurts. Want to go home. Cannot.

I take back that stuff about wanting to grow up.

I went to the library! And the Container Store! Where I bought a few needed things, but more importantly, did NOT buy many many things I do not need at all.