I'm having facebook dissnonance this morning. First I noticed a Milwaukee friend liking one of Nora's posts, and it took me a while to remember that I think I linked them up to each other a year or more ago because of beer brewing interests. Then another, totally un-buffista connected friend just posted this:

I don't want to alarm anyone, but there's a giant orb of yellow fire in the sky today.

Worlds colliding having totally minor and coincidental points of convergence!

Kate's tiny crown made me giggle. It looks ludicrous.

The uniforms:

Prince William has chosen to wear the uniform of Colonel of the Irish Guards on his Wedding Day. Prince William, who is commissioned in all three Armed Services, and who has served actively with the Army (The Household Cavalry Regiment) and with the Royal Air Force (Search and Rescue Force), chose to wear the uniform of his senior honorary appointment in the Army.

Prince Harry will wear the uniform of a Captain of the Household Cavalry (Blues and Royals).

Prince William will wear an Irish Guards Mounted Officer’s uniform in Guard of Honour Order with a Forage Cap.

The Prince will wear a gold and crimson sash, and gold sword slings, both of which are worn in the presence of a Member of the Royal Family. The Prince will not wear a sword.

The Prince will wear the Garter Sash with the Wings of the Royal Air Force, the Garter Star and the Golden Jubilee Medal.

The tunic, in Guards’ Red, features the Irish Guards’ distinctive arrangement of buttons in groups of four. The buttons feature the Harp of Ireland surmounted by the Crown Imperial. The arrangement of buttons on the uniform denotes the Irish Guards’ position in the Order of Battle as the Fourth Regiment of Foot Guards

The Insignia of the Irish Guards on the Forage Cap is the eight-pointed Star of the Most Illustrious Order of St. Patrick, and features the Regiment’s motto ‘Quis Separabit?’ (‘Who shall separate us?’).

Prince Harry’s Uniform

Prince Harry will wear a Blues and Royals officer’s uniform in Dismounted Review Order, with a Forage Cap.

The Prince will wear aiguillettes, a cross-belt and gold waist belt with sword slings, but no sword.

The Prince will wear the Wings of the Army Air Corps and Golden Jubilee and Afghanistan Campaign medals.

The Forage Cap carries the badge of the Blues and Royals, which features the insignia of the Most Noble Order of the Garter with The Queen’s cipher.

Pfeh. What's the point of gold sword slings if you can't put a sword in 'em?

Worlds colliding having totally minor and coincidental points of convergence!

See also: Stephen Colbert referencing HOOKERS AND BLOW! the other night. (Which I know has already been mentioned here, but it bears repeating.)

Check out the little girl NOT excited by the moment.

Ahahahahahahahaha!!!

Man, what a crazy ass week I've had.

Monday, I had to pull my boss in to reign in a situation where I agreed to take on a single, specific project for the team I support, and someone launched off that and announced to all and sundry that I was responsible for all marketing activities for this group going forward. (Very much NOT my job, nor anything I am qualified, interested or have time to do.)

Tuesday, emergency root canal.

Wednesday and Thursday, led two-day training session while popping advil like candy and looking like someone punched me in the face.

Immediately following the end of the seminar on Thursday - like, still in the room clearing things up and trying to get the hell out of there - my boss comes down and says this:

"I actually do need to talk to you. Just for five minutes. But it'll be a painful five minutes."

Things I never want to hear my boss say again for $500, Alex.

ruh-roh. Maybe he'll just punch you in the face, and then you can take some more Advil over the weekend?

Holy crap, Brenda. I hope you have some R&R planned for this weekend.

Oh, and the painful was not so much painful as scary. She's pulling me on to a project that is incredibly high profile and priority for the firm. (But not necessarily taking me off all my other shit, though if I press the issue I can probably avoid adding anything more.)

"I need someone who can manage the room and take the lead for a project involving Global CEO, Americas CEO, Huge SuperImportantGuy 1, Huge SuperImportantGuy 2, and [various other VIPs]. And it needs to be someone that HugeSuperImportantGuy 1 has complete confidence in...."

By the end of that sentence I was pretty much boxed in.

Oh, AND, Global CEO just happened to introduce himself to me in the elevator the other day when I was a) juggling 9 things that I had to shift around to shake hands and b) all swollen and pained and not totally coherent in my speech. AWESOME.

May is going be a fucking doozy of a month, I tell you what. I'm trying not to freak out but it's gonna be a near thing.