I have delayed reaction from this weekend's adventures. Usually the swim would help, but seems to have just accelerated things. Lying on a baseball, trying to remove my shoulderblade.

I'd agree with mentioning it -- any sane search committee will want to get it right (and if they don't and won't, that's useful information too). I'd phrase it something like "Can you let me know more about what the lunch and dinner plans are? I'd like to check on what their vegan options are." That way, you're stating your needs clearly, signaling that you're able to handle yourself without making a Thing* of it, and if they DID make reservations at Joe-Bob's House Of Giant Steaks, they have a chance to fix it before you get there.

Awesome way to phrase it.

This is a thing that might cheer some people up: Jimmy Fallon sings "The Weight" with the Muppets. [link]

Jimmy Fallon sings "The Weight" with the Muppets.

People not cheered by this are missing the magic in their spleen. That was cool.

That is charming.

Just spent a lovely evening watching the Olympics with Hubby. Short track speed skating, mayhem, speed, and geopolitical turmoil. The star of the Russian team used to skate for South Korea until they told him he was too old. So he moved to Russia, got citizenship, changed his name, dyed his hair red, and beat all the South Koreans in the finals.

And apologies to Prius drivers, that obnoxious "We don't take long vacations like Europeans do because we're winning achievers, and we went to the moon and they didn't, we're so awesome" electric car ad was for the Cadillac version.

OK, I know this is real life and pretty terrible, but I just saw local news that there was an explosion in a ball bearing factory. Does that not sound like the set up to a joke??

That was in an episode of Hogan's Heroes.

Oh, here's a lovely compilation of dog photos: [link]

Yeah, it's the Mexican thing. Hell, half of what I cook anymore is Latin influenced in some way. I live in Arizona, what do you want from me?

But yeah, maybe I'll stop by Amelia's on the way home and see if they have king Arthur gluten free.

Seconding the tamari. There are also GF pizzas, and salads / chicken grilled with veggies.

Ugh. Yesterday was beyond terrible in so many directions. Including a screed from a relative for not supporting her efforts to have "relationship moments" with HPF. Those moments being, apparently, the moments when she comes over an hour late (see also Xmas day and HPFs birthday), then immediately asks HPF to run up three flights of stairs to get her house shoes. Which is when I made a noise that earned me the happy fun screed. IDEK, but I think what HPF is going to remember from that is a lot of waiting and feeling like she was not a priority in this person's life. Is it too much if I put the house shoes in the person's bag so she doesn't need them fetched by anyone upon arrival?

Yes, same person who gave me a bill on my birthday. Why am I surprised/upset.