I have no weekend plans other than Mother's Day with the fam. I should be out and about today, since it's nice out, but I think it's going to be don't-leave-the-apartment day, which means errands tomorrow in the rain. Ah well.
Natter 65: Speed Limit Enforced by Aircraft
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I am seeing Iron Man 2. Two movies in, what, three weeks? CRAZY.
Pout. I really wanted to come down there to see it with you, but I missed the window.
I am finally going to see the Losers with Consuela though. That will be fun, and maybe I can sneak in a matinee of IM2 on Sunday.
Sparky, you must not live very far from me. Not that I hike. I just know the Shenandoah's ... around here somewhere. To the west.
Oh, Shenandoah, I love your daughter...
I feel like i have plans for the weekend, but i don't know what they are.
Here's a thing parents don't do! Name you after "the boy they really wanted!" So everybody else, stop asking!
You know, as much as I love Tchaikovsky, and Swan Lake in particular, it really doesn't work as the Google logo.
I really wanted to come down there to see it with you, but I missed the window.
Yes! You did tease this, didn't you?
Bad person.
I like roller coasters, though I hate amusement parks. People. Ick.
Montreal had some great wooden coasters. Excellent. And living near Cedar Point was cool, because we'd sometimes take time off in the middle of the week and go ride everything. But there's no off time with California rides, I bet.
Here's a thing parents don't do! Name you after "the boy they really wanted!" So everybody else, stop asking!
Errr.
I'm sure your parents didn't!
Bad person.
Hangs head.
But there's no off time with California rides, I bet.
Honestly midweek during the spring is pretty low traffic for Magic Mountain. Had I known you wanted to go...
We're in DC, Zen. Not terribly far, but not close enough that I can sneak out for coffee with you, unfortunately.
Name you after "the boy they really wanted!"
I know I've mentioned this before, but my immediate family all call me Henry or Hank, because my sisters wanted a brother. This is how I signed the card I sent to my mother, and it makes me blink when they call me by my real name.