His name should be Donald Trumpet. I'm calling him that now.

Minor surgery accomplished. Surgeon complimented me on how brave I was, which I think means, "you didn't flinch and nearly knock a scalpel in your eye." Having numb eyes feels weird.

I took the whole day off, because I knew I wouldn't feel like working with my eyes all wonky, and it's raining, and I may just go back to bed and sleep off the effects of my nervousness.

Whoa, numb eyes sounds weird! Glad it went well, Zen. Sleeping sounds like the right call.

Unrelatedly, I can never recognize the Word icon on my, whddayacall-that-thing, toolbar? I want it to just be a big W and it isn't.

Huh. Last week my boss asked me to schedule time with her to discuss a project, so I did, and she turned my event into a meeting with several other people, so now it looks like I called a meeting. I hope I'm not expected to, like, run this meeting because I don't actually know what it's purpose is.

Glad it went well, Zen.

I asked, and no, they don't know what the President is or how you become one. But they do know that Donald Trumpet is not the right choice.

Some things you just know.

I've never flown first class. I think I enjoyed my first flight, but that was a combo of novelty, excitement, and the happy coincidence of the friend who booked separately being seated on the same row as me and my traveling companion. No pressure-induced cluster headaches, mechanical difficulties, waiting on standby, TSA hoops, or flying through a tornado with a drunk lolling on my shoulder at that point.

Whenever the San Francisco f2f was, I think that debacle was my last air travel. It left me firmly committed to taking extra vacation days and driving anywhere I need to go on this continent.

I have never heard of "sugar pie" squash. We have quite successfully used both Buttercup and Hubbard squashes in pumpkin pies. Much better flavor than what we got the last time we bought a sugar pumpkin.

It's what the farmer called it, I figure he would know.

I like flying, because I can read on planes, and reading in cars, even looking at pictures in magazines, makes me sick as a dog within two minutes.

Being able to watch something makes long road trips more bearable, but I do not love.

Hey, Plei, or anyone, can anyone point out a good tutorial or three for how to do long hair in a victory roll? Is for Halloween; I have my dress, accessories and makeup, but I need the hair. (So the dress is more 50's than 40s, but fuck it, I want to do a victory roll.)

Erin, here's one that might work (though I don't know how long your hair is): [link]

Once I was flying to Houston for work and I was watching Buffy episodes on my laptop. The flight got to Houston early, which annoyed me as I was unable to finish the episode I was watching.

I can't read in a car or in a CTA train. I can read on a Metra or Amtrak train, and on a plane if there's no turbulence.