Theo- you were in my dream last night. I was trying to get to New York City for a Buffista F2F, and I kept missing my plane, and my train, etc. It was all very complicated, and I was running out of money, and was starting to work for the airport (which was, in my dream, owned by my University). At some point, when I was frantically trying to call Buffistas to say that I would be late, you and Jon B. were in the airport, so I told you! Apparantly, the flight from Boston to NYC had a layover in Rochester!

Then it turned out I couldn't be hired or get paid for my work at the airport because I already had a full-time job at the University. Also, the airport had just spent a lot of money because there was a horrible sotrm and the snow needed to be cleaned up. I argued with the head airport guy, and said that at least I should get paid for the work I had already done, and he was shocked, surprised, and dissappointed in me!

I wonder if Jesse was consumed by a massive mound of bread dough overnight.

I wasn't! As brenda said, it didn't make any difference -- my blob looks just like the blob in the video!

Kat, my mom had that terrible ongoing cough a little bit ago. It eventually went away, but she just had to ride it out. Yuck.

Sophia, I am totally with you on the desperate need to do laundry and the complete desire not to do it. Per usual.

I was under the impression that there's very little evidence that Jesus actually lived.

IIRC from the last big honkin' book on the subject I read (which was long before the pregnancy and is thus a completely vague and detail-free memory), the main problem is that there's very little evidence that anyone back then lived -- if you weren't a wealthy man or in government or both, there was very little reason for anyone to record your existence at all (maybe birth and death records in temples, unfortunately easily destroyed).

There are a couple of glancing mentions (i.e., not pronouncements with any agenda pro or con, just "Oh, and here's word from the provinces") of Jesus' execution and a kerfuffle among his siblings and friends in the works of two historians of the time, about as much mention as you'd expect of someone poor and obscure who pissed off the authorities in a not-terribly-important corner of a huge empire and got himself smacked down as a result. It isn't much, but it's more than exists for most 2000-year-ago Palestinian peasants.

But, man, that whole Cameron thing sounds exactly like a rehash of the book folks were claiming Davinci Code plagiarized from, which IIRC (caveat again: post-pregnancy brain) is a book that most reputable historians have been @@ing at since forever anyway.

Oh, Kat! I'm getting tired just reading about the sick and the sestinas and grad school. Bless your OB for the codeine.

And holy crap, having caught up completely I am now craving eggy custardy ice cream like woah. Unfortunately, it's only 7:44 a.m.

“There are four or five generals and admirals we know of who would resign if Bush ordered an attack on Iran,” a source with close ties to British intelligence said. “There is simply no stomach for it in the Pentagon, and a lot of people question whether such an attack would be effective or even possible.”

That'd be amazing. Although the list of principled resignations of good people from this administration over one wrong action or policy after another is already pretty long, and they haven't made a damn bit of difference to any of the wrong actions and policies. Bleah.

Kat, I hope your coughing goes away as soon as possible. I live in mortal fear of that part of colds, and I'm not even incubating. I can't imagine the nastiness, and as with any nastiness I can't imagine, I want my friends spared.

The coughing gets better and worse. A couple of days ago, I was coughing so much that it made me throw up a couple of times (charming, eh?), but all in all, it's okay. I'll be fine.

I WISH I was a 1940's dame so I could be pregnant and still have both stylish clothes and a gin and tonic.

Okay, thesis work? Not so fun. I just found out I deleted my outline accidentally. Luckily I printed a copy before I deleted.

Timelies all!

It is snowing like whoa here, and we have to go to the supermarket. Oh, joy.

Latest weather forecast for here is that the Giant Snowstorm o' Doom is supposed to be skirting New England mostly -- unless it changes its mind.

I find that I've mostly passed from the "Oh no, not again, when will this Winter ever leave us?" stage to the "If we can hold on just a leeetle bit more, we'll finally have Spring!" state of mind.

Clear thinking with your thesis work, Kat.

I really want to take my black belt test now. I'm done preparing. Not saying that I'm ready to pass. Just that I won't be significantly more ready in four weeks. So I want it now.

Okay, so I overslept. It looks like no church this morning and we'll be heading into the studio shortly. Or at least the SO will, while I finish prepping for the trip here.

I am grumpy about it, so I had chocolate chip cookies and Irish Afternoon tea for breakfast. It didn't make me feel better, but it did taste good. Now I have got to get going like whoah.

Oh yeah, and all the other dogs in the neighborhood are barking, but mine, who is usually so barky, nsm. I clearly lack an understanding of the importance of dog topics.