Of course. And I think their flight is at like 9. Ha!
Natter 74: Ready or Not
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Every time I'm visiting family in Providence they ask if we're staying overnight somewhere.
I'm not. It didn't look that interesting in previews, but the reviews I've read have been excellent. Maybe I'll mainline it after the season airs.
It doesn't start as strong, but it's become pretty compelling.
OK, this is probably going to sound wrong, but: sometimes I'm glad to be single because it means I have to take care of everything myself.
And you never have to argue about how it gets done! Or that it's not getting done quickly enough.
The Stanley Cup Playoffs start on Wednesday. I don't know how I'm supposed to work with all the hockey I need to be watching.
I feel like I deserve an adulting medal today. I forced myself to learn new things at work and did it cheerfully! When I got home I paid the bills, triaged email, tidied the house for an hour in preparation for the maid service coming to clean it tomorrow, read for about half an hour...and WROTE. Wrote for the first time since I came down with the flu over two weeks ago.
Gold star,
Every time I'm visiting family in Providence they ask if we're staying overnight somewhere.
Interstate travel!!
That's hilarious, meanwhile, my family in IN asked me if we would drive up or fly if we came this summer, letting me know it can be driven in one day. Over 1000 miles, 1 day, because we all grew up in th SW and that's how we do.
I think that way out west. I do NOT think that way out east. It's kinda funny.
Charles P. Pierce has an article about a movie coming out about Maxwell Perkins and his experiences editing Thomas Wolfe. Sounds relevant to many here; from the comments (yes, I read the comments ... some of them): A missing Oxford comma is well worth a war.
Someone who grew up here looked askance at me for driving up to Eugene (~500 miles) for the weekend. I was all, buddy, we once drove 720 miles round trip in one day to see a movie (Fairbanks to Anchorage, Much Ado About Nothing), this is nothing.