mmm good to know Shir. When folks have a food restriction, one never really knows how deep it goes. We should talk after I get this beast of show open. For your sake, hopefully the baking bug will still be in my system.

So there is drama in the theater, and not on stage, and it's kept me from working. Gotta love gossip. It appears my ass't, the lighting ass't, and a friend of lighting guy were drugged at the bar on Saturday. They remember cashing out at last call. And that's it. From 1:30 to about 4am they have no memories. My ass't somehow made it home, but in the morning couldn't find his keys (left in his truck). The lighting ass't lives farther away, and wound up in jail. No clue where his car was, or where he was. Judging from the damage to his tire & axle, they think he hit a curb something fierce. Between court stuff, and car repair, he's not going to be a happy camper. Crazy shit!

Pix, hope the classes go well. Adrenaline can be your friend. Get some sleep tonight, k? Don't make me come out there and talk all night till I bore you to death.

OK, now back to ACC, aka A Carried Cross; or A Cash Cow.

Oh, omnis. You really don't have to, but I really appreciate the thought. Best of luck with the theater, and Christmas, and the ass'ts - wow, that's one crazy story!

I read the article Vortex linked to in the paper, so I got to do my sniffling at home.

In related news, one of our local anchors, Derek McGinty, has been interviewing his father about changes he's seen in his life (they're African American). And a cute note - on election night, while all the other networks were showing off their computerized maps, McGinty pulled out the one printed in the Kids Post and some crayons and said he was going to be keeping track that way.

And, in other sniffly news, it seems Joan Baez was in Alexandria on election night. She'd changed into her PJs and a bathrobe (big, plushy, animal print) to watch the returns. When McCain conceded she ran out into the street to celebrate ... but, being downtown Alexandria, there wasn't any celebration. So she caught a cab into town and joined the celebration in front of the White House. Still in her bathrobe.

aha! photographic proof!

I did the freakiest thing ever, for love today. I actually watched "The View..." Eww... I can almost imagine that meeting. KEITH's AGENT(who looks like Piven, cause now I think all agents look like Piven): Keith, we can get you the seven mil, but there's one more thing. KO(blanches): Can't I just wear a dress in public or something? Although the hamster on a wheel in Hasselbeck's brain almost ran away so...

Yo, omnis! Thanks for the offer. I went to HH with Work Gay Boyfriend and Bob-who offered to let me work for him, to which I said "A WORLD OF NO!"

Anyway. I think things are going to be ok, so I'm not freaking out. Plus, I have some other news I kinda have to keep quiet that's pretty exciting.

Also, did you get G's Halloween pics? I posted them to facebook.

Oh Plei I want to thank you for the hair color rec. I went and picked up a box today, even got it on sale.

Ya I got them. I got a note you tagged me in FB too, but haven't had the chance to look yet.

What's the news?? If it's that super secret, you could text or e-mail it to me. IJS.

Ok, rough programming up to Fezziwig party. Taking a lunch break.

Pix, are the 4 classes done yet! Did ya pass out in mid lecture?

I will email.

Also 1) Thanks everyone for the good wishes. 2) It was very warm and fuzzy making reading everyone band together to help GC. I wish I had been reading that night as I have a best friend who lives in Silverlake who probably could've lent a hand. Next time, somebody call me!

The last time I unintentionally was too drunk to drive (meaning I didn't already have a plan worked out) I spent the night in a friend's office building.

Also, anyone who finds themselves too drunk to drive, but you need your car? Call these people (or maybe you have something similar) [link]

I know you tire of this, but please know it is appreciated beyond measure.

Will someone please hum a few bars of "Don't Quit Your Job, Sox, it isn't Prudent." Please?

and prudence is your name- o!

But go look for something else , Sox.