Back from FCBD. We hit Earth 2 (right down the street), Golden Apple (Mignola signing!), Meltdown (50 cent back issues!), and Comic Smash. We got lots of extras that I'm going to bring to the kids at juvie next time I'm there. Of interest to us was Whiteout (we love that comic), the one with the Darwyn cover, the Josh Howard/Viper book, and BSG. We also got Batman HeroClix and some Storm Trooper thingy that made GF really excited. Tonight I get birthday cake and Boston Cream Pie martinis! Yay!

I have watched the running of the Kentucky Derby. It was very fast. Those horses are all so very long and skinny, like noodles with butts! (The jockeys are very skinny too, but have no butts.)

My 3 planters are planted

I jumped the gun this year, and ended up with petunias and dianthus in white and deep purple. Which, not as vibrant as one might hope (although I always avoid pink, so yellow and bright red are really my only other options), but I was in protest against the cold, cold April.

And then after a week of awaiting blooms, I discovered that the cat like the taste of dianthus leaves. Bad kitty! No!

(N.b. she does not like gardenia leaves, or pansy leaves, or petunia leaves, or gold-edged thyme or rosemary. But only one of the dianthus has avoided her leonine wrath.)

In fact, taking into account the crap I give him when he takes my classes, he was more than kind. His co-workers were kinda textbook chauvinists, though.

Perhaps he ought to suggest that they go take a class with this nice woman he knows. Be sure to greet them with your widest smile.

Anyone who calls ita "little lady" while handing her a GUN needs to have his head examined.

Not that she'd need the gun to kill him.

I mean, little fucking lady? *I* could kill a man for that, and am not a human weapon.

Timelies all!

Didn't buy any books today. Went to a bunch of good panels. and have been given many bookmarks and a stuffed skunk.(The author who gave me the skunk sets her series in a fictional California town called Flat Skunk.)

G has gone to the open sing, so I am on my own for dinner. And it just arrived, so I will go eat.

Also, flea, you are not little. You could poink a man of this sort on the top of his head and then say, "Watch your tongue, LITTLE MAN."

little lady. not to be judgmental , but the last person I knew that referred to his girlfriend as little lady - well , he killed her. I tend to react very badly to that term.

My garden box is full of dirt and has plants in it. I spent 60.00 on dirt. this amazes me.

shrift, you might need a keeper when sick.

What, I made sure I was getting fluids! The not eating was a very good idea at the time. Believe me.

I just ate a bowl of soup. I hope it stays where it's supposed to.

I will do shotgun again someday, and hopefully rifle. Not with those folks, though.

I'm going to the movies tonight, and I will be especially girly, and I will smile at complete strangers and know how badly I could hurt them if things went south.

This is how I cheer myself up and forget the sexist pigs.

I did appall my friend by turning to him after the first go at shooting and tell him I'd broken a fingernail. Well, I had. If you don't angle your thumb right when you're loading you can catch your finger on the internals.

He went on to cut his trigger finger, but he insists that's a perfectly manly wound, as he was asking me for a Band Aid. I so wish I'd had...well, either my Hello Kitty ones or my Duct tape ones. Or both.

My eight year old daughter just shaved off the better part of at least one eyebrow, while she was in the shower. Then came to me in tears, telling me she didn't know what she was doing, and didn't even realize she was doing it. Um. Yes. I told her to go dry off, put on her jammies and then I'll take a look at it, and see if I can fix it.

I hope I'm able to refrain from laughing in her face, by then.