Disclaimer - I'm not sure I am attaching the right names to faces

Disclaimer - I'm not sure I am attaching the right names to faces

Doug does NOT look like I pictured him (I'm assuming that's Doug down front with the giant lizardy ashleysaurus). Steve looks exactly like I pictured him (the molotov cocktails help).

Trinkett is pretty clearly Trinkett. And Teta

explain what your formative media is and why is it Buffy

You know, I typically do not like to be asked direct questions like that, but I have a pretty specific answer to this one. It was when Buffy said "...you're like my own personal Q"[paraphrasing] and DH was all "Huh" and I sad "James Bond not Star Trek" just before Buffy did and I was home.

From my home con's Discord, the first Zen Dad joke I've ever seen: [link]

Timelies all!

Hi Shir! Belgium sounds great! Good luck with the cat.

We plan to go to the one-day Washington Folk Fest, weather permitting, on Sunday.

My mother read the Valachi Papers when she was pregnant with me.That...probably explains a lot, but I'm not sure what. (Maybe why I almost told David Simon if their worlds *had* collided. a. He might have had a shot...I know what she likes, if not exactly what she LIKES, if you get my drift. and my life makes at least 50% more sense, even with those parents being fully banned from Parents' Night. Your brother and mine are the same age,Tep. He's always kind of been the family fogey, though, so it doesn't make me feel old really--kind of wonder where he gets it. don't know if it's just our different spot in the '70s, my being born on a Riverside hellmouth, or that he really is closer to having a defined(well, I wanna say "Slot", but that sounds like I'm full-on "Little Boxes" with him, and not exactly, right?) I'll say "spot", then. He hasn't had to fight for one, whichever consonant I use.

OK, I have made appointments for a flu shot and to get my car's oil changed. Way less than I hoped to accomplish today, but not nothing.

Gold Star for Onerous Task doing, minus-t!

I'm sorry you're getting back surgery, Tep, but I do remember how much relief the first one gave you.

I'm thinking you and Tim probably deserve a co-Billboard at this point. Something something Spinal Tapped.

Aw, Karl, that joke's both cute and kind of a groaner at the same time. Took me a second, too. Reading it out loud helped.

I'm sorry you're getting back surgery, Tep, but I do remember how much relief the first one gave you.

This time it's weird, because I don't have OHMYGODPAINPAINPAINKILLMEPAIN. It's like an electric shock running down my arms, and then pins and needles in my hands. Which, to be clear, isn't a whole lot of fun, but it's for sure not the same kind of pain. (The surgery is necessary because if the wayward discs don't get off the nerves they're pressing on, there will be permanent nerve damage and I'll eventually lose grip strength in my hands and, I guess, general strength in my arms and hands. And I would like to avoid that. So, surgery.)

I'm thinking you and Tim probably deserve a co-Billboard at this point. Something something Spinal Tapped.

Our family crest (for just us two, the Northside Beckmeyers) is a picture of Skeletor with text superimposed over it that reads "I will be okay. Not because everything is fine, but because I am surprisingly difficult to destroy."