Fold it carefully, and it should be OK, P-C. You can fold the jacket down the middle if need be.

Thanks! That's what I wanted to know, where the best place to fold it would be. Folding it down the middle should let it fit that way, although I may have to fold it lengthwise as well. The crease/wrinkle should be removed by the shower trick, though.

Something like [link] might help, P-C.

Ooh, neat! I wonder if BB&B has something similar. Or Target. I don't think that would get to me in time for this trip.

Yep. It's so good and cheap! And convenient to Symphony Hall!

The beef dish they mentioned sounded intriguing.

Sometimes I wish the house were bigger than 900 sq. feet, but then I realize it would just be more room for crap, because when you have more room, it's just a place to put more crap. So 900 sq. feet is good.

Totally. I'd live with less space if he'd get rid of more stuff. I kinda don't mind as much when he finds a reasonable spot for stuff (his garage is reasonable for just about anything), but the mantle is not the place for your hand cranked drill.

Oh man, now I want one. That looks FUN.

You're welcome to ours! Actually, that and the giant neon sign from the first bar he ever worked at are going into whatever bar he opens. Or dear god I hope they are, because if I have a giant neon sign in the backyard for NO REASON I am going to flip out.

but the mantle is not the place for your hand cranked drill.

Ahahaha! You and I may have hooked up with clones.

if I have a giant neon sign in the backyard for NO REASON I am going to flip out.

Two words: Drill. Press. I'd totally take a giant neon sign over that monstrosity.

PC, when you pack the suit, pack it in the dry cleaning bag. The biggest cause of wrinkles is friction, so packing in the bag will help reduce that.

There was a tornado in (over?) my town this morning

What?! That is not supposed to happen.

Ahahaha! You and I may have hooked up with clones.

Sweet, gentle, adorable, junk-hoarding clones

I am going to pass out right here at my desk. I have no desire to check preview, particularly because I know something is wrong (the creative wasn't in the ticket last I looked) and so there's no point. My whole dept is gone (except for

annoying

coworker

)

I just want to go home and eat some ice cream, snuggle the doggies and watch tv.

Cholesterol tests came back still high. Poop! So now they want me to take pills.

Collectors, hoarders, curators. It's a fine line. Here's my DX Mike, in his NYC apartment, which was featured in an issue of Time Out New York, in their running section on weirdos. He neatened things up quite a bit for the photo shoot, of course. In the first photo, the baby head on the right? That's the one I once found in the freezer.

I miss him.

Oh, and? The Hassellhoff/puppies thing? NEEDED the ooga-chuka song.

Man, when you guys said it was a NSFW Shar-Pei shot, what came to my mind was SO MUCH WORSE than The Hoff in his Suit of Puppies. I'm relieved.

Of course, now that I've thought of it, I've collapsed the wave form, and what I was thinking of must now exist somewhere, or soon will. ... my apologies, shar-pei.