No, he's hot, not least because of the voice. He is married to Amy Poehler. Oph! And I saw him in person, and: hot.

Oh good! I am glad I am not crazy-- because GOB is kinda sleazy, you know....

There is always a funeral happening somewhere.

Is that a corollary to the happy hour rule?

This wasn't me, but once years ago someone in my editor's group was seeking out info on blood spatter patterns for a novel - which it turned out a year or so later was actually Mulder/Krycek fic.

I laughed my ass off when I came to the particular passage (and promptly emailed the editor, who had in fact been doing a beta on the story).

I learned what a punkah was and figured out a way to approximate one for the stage. I don't know if it was the strangest thing, but it's what I can remember at the moment.

The strangest thing I remember researching/figuring out how to make for theatre was an inflatable cactus penis. I mean, it was a flesh colored cactus shaped giant penis. It is a little hard to explain.

Last big non-ebay shopping binge meant that I couldn't buy, say, another black skirt unless it was somehow markedly different from my current black skirts. Peering into the closet that seems to have meant "patterned." However I can easily do a week of "long black skirts" and no one will notice but me. In fact, I just found the black cotton eyelet skirt I'd been looking for forEVER. I could only find the knee-length one, not the one that goes to mid-thigh.

But I have skirts in other colours too (which means red/red+/reddish), and my tops have a fair amount of mixing. Again, I *can* go for two weeks with only black knit tops to work. But I don't.

The ebay binge gave me a ton of period dresses, and I think that's why people won't necessarily notice the amount of black skirts I wear. I mean, I have 3 or 4 black and white scooter dresses. And then two blue and one burgundy.

Okay, cab called. Going to go get nearer to it.

It is a little hard to explain.

But it's fun to see you try. I think that tops the cactalabrum (tiny 2D plywood cactus w/flashlight bulbs at the peaks. It sat on a saloon piano) I created this summer.

cactalabrum

What is it with theatre and cacti?

I have to leave soon for a theatre meet and greet and then a meeting with a student. I am so darn busy that I need to set a meeting with another student, and don't even have a slot open before Friday (I work from 8 - 5 at my day job, then I have this meet and greet and meeting today, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday I teach lab from 6 - 9 and we are doing measurements which I really have to do myself. That is lame!

Okay, strangest thing you've researched for a story, fanfic or otherwise. Go!

I keep wanting this to be farthest you've gone in researching a story, fanfic or otherwise, and have amych win for all time.

ita, I hope they take good care of your head.

Cactalabrum

I need Stacy and Clinton to come give me a seminar.

I've been forced to watch that show a few times, and I do admire Stacy's sense of style, not to mention her feisty personality and undeniable Stacy-ness. It's worth watching just for her. Did I mention that I like Stacy?

But Clinton dresses like a 14-year-old prep school student spending spring break in Atlantic City with his nouveau riche family. Or an extra in a low budget technicolor remake of The Great Gatsby. Pastel sweater vests and matching slacks? Get serious.