someone on stage, usually an actor, asks at some point in tech, when something is clearly wrong, like the stage being dark in the middle of a scene, or a sound cue playing way too loud, or a train playing in the middle of the ocean, "Is that's the way this is going to be?"

Especially during a cue-to-cue or something, when you're already in the middle of fixing it.

The theatre equivalent of that call is when someone on stage, usually an actor, asks at some point in tech, when something is clearly wrong, like the stage being dark in the middle of a scene, or a sound cue playing way too loud, or a train playing in the middle of the ocean, "Is that's the way this is going to be?" It's very often a passive aggressive way of saying this is a mistake. About 99.99% of the time we know it's a mistake. I pretty much have one answer to this question now. I state it very loudly and clearly from the house and don't hesitate. My answer is, "Yes."

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

I love the confused look on their little faces when I just state "Yes."

They really have no idea how to process that, especially when it is a glaringly obvious mistake.

"Is that's the way this is going to be?"

Especially during a cue-to-cue or something, when you're already in the middle of fixing it.

"Actually, we are having some rather complex programming issues on our computer over here, and we were just discussing asking you to come out here and give us some help with it."

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Turns out Ex-Army Brother and SIL have DSL, so I haven't been entirely cut off from the world, though I'm trying not to hog the computer. Right now my brother is working in the garage and SIL and Mom are both napping, so it seemed like a good time to go online.

I'm glad I came, though this hasn't turned out like I expected. Bro, SIL, and I are getting along really well, and it's a surprisingly relaxing trip in terms of lots of spare time to read and so on, which is nice. I need the occasional break from the treadmill/hamster wheel that is my everyday existence.

But as for my mom...she had chemo on Wed. and flew out on Saturday, which was probably a mistake. And apparently it was one of those purgatory bordering on hell flight experiences--Atlanta to SFO nonstop, which is something like a 5-hour flight, on Delta, which is not exactly the king of comfort, service, and legroom, and the plane was full, overheated, and went through turbulence, including a bumpy descent into SFO. So Mom was throwing up on the plane and when Georgia Brother and SIL were driving from San Francisco to Modesto, and she's been having problems with nausea, dry heaves, etc. since, even though she got her doctor to call in a scrip for anti-nausea meds, which has made things a little better.

But according to my SIL in Alabama (we talked to her this a.m.), she'd been feeling pretty good (probably partly thanks to steroid shots after the chemo before this one) and really looking forward to this trip, and all she can really do is sleep a lot and try to eat without great success. Bro, SIL, and I were saying today how we siblings would really like to talk to her doctors and get a better sense of what's going on and so forth...but that it really doesn't make much difference, because it's ultimately her choice how much longer she wants to continue.

Anyway, it's a weird trip. Sort of relaxing yet unspeakably melancholy.

Thanks, Erika. I’ll mark that for later. My brain won't take in anymore information on the subject today. Tons of puppy~ma for you.

I just called a bookstore to ask them if they had any boxes that we could use for the move, and the girl on the phone responded with, "I don't know. Do you want me to find out?" I resisted responding with, "If I didn't, why would I be calling?"

SJ, also look into wine/liquor stores. The boxes are fairly small, and tend to be pretty sturdy because of the weight of the wine. They are the perfect size for carrying as well, because you can't over pack them.

I'm sorry, Susan. You have to stay ahead of nausea. It's a good idea to start taking the anti-nausea meds immediately after chemo and stay on them for four or five days. She probably got dehydrated, which doesn't help. Antihistamines can help, as can ginger tea and ginger hard candy.

ION, the dog is has removed the pillow from his bed and he's trying to eat it.

SJ, also look into wine/liquor stores. The boxes are fairly small, and tend to be pretty sturdy because of the weight of the wine. They are the perfect size for carrying as well, because you can't over pack them.

Thanks, I'll check that out. I usually go for the bookstores because I used to work at one and because of all the books I own. We're not going to be the ones carrying them, but we do try not to make them too heavy.

Update: The dog has broken through to the fuzzy interior. I kind of thought he wouldn't really do the pillow any harm, since he's had the bed since December. Wrong, wrong, wrong. Will it do any good to take it away from him?