I think this episode of Sesame Street features Game of Thrones stars. I just spent ten minutes watching Peter Dinklage sing about "Simon Says", and now Lena Headey is explaining the word of the day.

I've been very remiss in keeping everyone up to date on our cat Arthur's kidney failure. Penn rejected him because he tested positive for coronavirus, which can mutate into FIP (a terminal disease for which there isn't really any treatment, much less a cure). Wisconsin was willing to take him and put him on the immune suppressant -- no FIP, but Wisconsin later rejected him because it took enormous doses of the immune suppressant to get the amount in his system to a normal level.

And now the University of Georgia is willing to evaluate him. They would use a different immune suppressant, which is commonly used on dogs but hasn't been tried on cats. So there's a purely experimental angle to this.

Of course we're going forward. It's what we do.

Jesse, when do you come home?

I'll be back Saturday evening. I was supposed to go on a site visit up in the mountains, but it got cancelled for what turned out to be stupid reasons, so I'm a little bummed. But I hope tomorrow I'll get to go a TB hospital before I have to leave! Good times.

The closest SS office is not close. . . and for somebody who doesn't drive: pretty impossible to get to.

Something happier: blogpost that includes video of sharp tailed grouse dancing.

This morning the train line I took had about 12 trains that were late or cancelled. Some delays were up to 45 minutes but mine was only delayed five. They said it was because of "police activity at Glencoe," so I assumed a train had hit a pedestrian (possibly a suicide).

But it turned out that the police had found a body near the train tracks in Glencoe but the body had not actually been hit by the train. I should have known--when a train hits a pedestrian here the delay is usually two hours.

I've always admired NYC, as I've heard they can get the subway trains running again in only an hour after a suicide on the tracks.

I don't know about Chicago, but the other thing NYC has over Boston is multiple tracks on every (or at least most?) line. So it's possible to re-route trains. Boston only has one track each way most of the time, so there's nothing anyone can really do if there's any kind of issue.

Jesse, did you need help with Good Stuff? Although I realize it's a little late to ask now ...

The closest SS office is not close. . . and for somebody who doesn't drive: pretty impossible to get to.

That sucks, sumi. I'm sorry.

Thanks, Amy! I've been queuing your stuff, which is great. I've actually had great internet access this trip.

Scola, I leave NY at 1:45 on Saturday morning and my sister an hour after that. Maybe we can do brekkie? Jessica, is that something you could do? (I'm not missing any other NYers, am I?)

I guilted my sister into paying for a hotel because I said I have to. I feel bad, but I admit I don't want to take the whole hit. It's a single person room, but they'll be putting a sofabed in there in case sleeping in a king with her makes my insomnia worse. She doesn't have to stay with me, but I can't get her not to.

One of our uncles offered his place (not sure how near). I told them I already had a Right There offer, but am flinchily protecting a bolthole. I don't even want to see family that's not coming to the viewing or the funeral. It's just so much, flying out and turning right back around. I'll just want to curl up with or without an internet connection.

We have a hotel a mile and a half away from Remsen and Court . What's the best way to get from JFK to there? And by best, I clearly mean dirt cheapest, because, ouch.

Jesse, I find my devices have a hard time changing time zones. I'm not sure what it is about time servers and the checking of.

Suzi, good on you for going back.

Zen--you followed me on twitter? I probably won't post anything there except stuff I'm trying not to doxx my fandom persona on. I don't tweet much, period, but my proper twitter handle is ita_ita_ita. I think it's an even split between pictures of my shoes and customer service complaining. AND OLD.

While talking about social media and forever ago, I'm trying to get back into LJ for fandom purposes. How ... some word that's not ironic. But SPN fanart people talk to each other there, so I'll give it a go. And now I'm signed up for the big big bang. Oh, all the things I complain about will come to fruition...

That's a rough trip over just a couple of days, ita.