I thought the buffistas might like to see our little elf. Baby Spike!

My photos of today's peace march in NYC.

Technically, the march permit had been revoked, and a rally permit issued in its place, but that couldn't stop New Yorkers -- we marched anyway!

DH, my sister Megan and I marched from 3rd Ave/60th street up to 70th St, over to 1st Ave, and back down again to where the jumbo-tron was showing us the speakers (who I think were down on 1st Ave/51st Street, but we couldn't get close enough to see). On the news, I heard that people were marching from as far down as 34th St.

I haven't seen a head count for NYC yet, but the news said that 6 million people around the world were protesting the war today. Let's hope it worked.

----Car Update---

Oops. Not the water pump. (Yay!)

The radiator has a hole in it that spews out directly in front of the pump, through the fan when the fluids are under pressure... Causing the appearance of a water pump leak.

Looks like I might be getting a ride to work Monday, so my radiator can be removed, pressure tested and repaired.

Frell.

ps: Car is at least somewhat drivable right now, so I'm going to get some stop-leak for $7 to see if it helps.

Just a dash into say that I've been dark since Thursday basically with project madness, and now I'm visiting my folks. The show is piled up higher than the first story of our house, and it's $#%ing cold. So in the odd case that someone is looking for me, i'm only keeping up with Atlantic Canadians until Monday.

Bwah!

I love snow!

DC is under 20 inches, and I just drove back through the still white out conditions on I95, where barely two lanes were open and a 30 mile trip took 75 minutes!

So I may be a little behind. I still have to clear a space for my car.

Damn, major snow emergencies are fun!

No, really. Feel the like the finale of Due South, searching for the outstretched hand and all that...

Well, we're back in D.C., but it wasn't easy.

Sunday morning we're at the con and run into some other folks from D.C. They tell us that all the airports in D.C. are closed, due to the snow. After much wrangling we confirm that our flight is indeed cancelled, and we rebook for 9 am Monday morning. After more wrangling(involving phone calls while at the Somerville brunch) we find crash space for the night. We get up early(having called a cab the night before), but discover via phone call that our flight has been cancelled. As the Boston forecast is calling for a lot of snow, we decide not to wait at the airport, and head for the train station instead. We get on an 8:40 Acela to Washington, which finally gets to D.C. around 6:15 pm.

Meanwhile, we've learned that the Metro is not running to aboveground stations...which includes National, where the car is parked. We also discover that there are not many cabs out, so we have retreated to my BF's cousin's house in Capitol Hill. Tomorrow we get to dig out the car and head home.

Too much adventure in my life.

Jobma in my direction will be much appreciated tomorrow - I'm interviewing for a position which I think I have a really good shot at, and I'm also sending in application materials for another position which I'm less likely to get but which would be something of a dream job. My luck I'll get neither or both. But both would be preferable.

I feel like one of those guys the next cubical over who keeps asking to borrow a pen every day, because he never has one of his own. (Always a guy, never a woman.)

I just e-mailed the place I hope to get hired by, asking for a time frame. I'm hoping of course, that rather than giving me a time frame they will say "you're the one".

Anyway asking for jobma vibes one more time on the same job as the other fifty times I've asked. Thanks for your understanding.

And jobma vibes from me to Brenda ~~~~~~~~~~~`.

My little brother, Jon (21), has to have surgery on Thursday. He has been getting cysts, and they want to remove something (cyst track maybe. Boy…I’m showing how well I listen, huh?) to make it so he won’t continue to get them. My mom is flying to Chicago tomorrow to be with him. This is when I hate being so far away. Vibes, thoughts and prayers sent Chicago-wards would be appreciated.

I'm going to be going dark for a few days - not only is work ramping up (again!), but The Husband is sick and in need of being looked after. If anyone absolutely needs to get in touch, the profile addy is good.