This weekend will be really busy! Dinner and a movie tonight, maybe the grilled cheese festival tomorrow and then introducing my formerly-estranged friend to Bob over Thai, and then dinner with a friend Sunday. Have to fit in four workouts in there somehow too.

A little freaked out that the Bangkok grenade-throwing is right in front of the hotel we stayed at there. I guess a less peaceful culture would have a lot more casualties.

Holy Ghost Hokey Pokey (video)

I couldn't finish it. But it's as bad as the link text implies.

Well, it is April 24 someplaces already: [link] Note that the starfield is clickable.

I never recline the seat, unless to escape from someone in my lap. It causes more neckpain for me to recline.

I am so bereft. We didn't get into the lotto for the Nike Women's Marathon. SO AGGRAVATING. Second year I've tried and not gotten in.

I am wearing my American University Cheerleading sweatshirt today which always good for a laugh.

What's funny about American University cheerleading?

Well, the braniacs decided to have our logo say American University in a circle and then Cheerleading through the middle. So essentially without any knowledge of the school it looks like it says American Cheerleading University (always a thrill).

Plus my students boggle that I was a college level cheerleader.

Someone a cube over just asked "Doctor Who from the James Bond movies?"

Man, I don't think of the Doctor as esoteric. Nor Bond villains as that random.

But they were talking about my ringtone! Chick a cube over was talking it up as cool. Burrell's purse calling me got me cool points.

My head hurts. I have so much information to process right now. And I am worried my boss is going to try and sit me down and infodump on me aside from all that. Gnark. Short on braincells.

I am going to throw my theater boss across the room! Short version- we had a costume piece lost, I made arrangements for a replacement, we were done. He decides to question the Stage Manager's procedure for tracking the item (it is sunglasses) and says it cannot be lost, they have to find it. 28 emails later and two days later, the person I had picking up the glasses could no longer do it. The props person goes, and then she calls boss from the store because they do not have the same color. So HE TELLS HER NOT TO BUY THEM!!! 20 more emails later, she is going back. Now he is annoyed because this was so difficult, and I am like, dud, you made it difficult- I could have gotten them by now if you hadn't refused to believe they were lost.

I stand by my position that you should never do the theater stuff again.

Man, I don't think of the Doctor as esoteric.

A friend I went to a concert with last week had never heard of Doctor Who.

And a friend I had dinner with on Saturday had never heard of The A-Team.

I'm not sure which is worse.