The princess here is greatly relieved – and completely exhausted, which I’m sure you’ll find understandable, after her recent escape from the Death Star.
That’s right – the second box of Star Wars goodies has arrived. This one contained only two items…but these, which were also represented in my original collection, are what you might call the biggies. … Read more
So I had a dream this morning. I dreamed that it was Saturday morning, I was getting ready for OVGE, and I had proceeded to sleep the hell in. I dreamed that I was slamming my stuff together to go pick up Kent (why hadn’t he called!?) and then a simple flip of a light switch caused a flash and a tendril of very worrying smoke. I dreamed that closer investigation of the switch revealed that there were little bugs burrowing into the wood of my house – all of the wood. I called an exterminator, who hastily told me that this was some new breed of mega-termites, and they literally appeared overnight all over the country, maybe some bioengineered terrorist plot.
A section of my kitchen wall neatly fell away into the back yard. I swear, if it’s not one goddamn thing with this house, it’s another.
Then I woke up. Now keep two of the basic parts of that dream’s premise in mind: Saturday. OVGE. Overslept. 8:15am.
I sat bolt upright and broke out in a sweat. It’ll be at least 10:30 before I can get there. My God, I’m going to be setting up in the middle of the damned show! Why hadn’t Kent called!?
Then I realized: it’s only Wednesday. I’m on vacation. Days to go before the show. Relax. I laid back down at about the time Olivia pounced on me. Har de har har, I thought, this’ll make a cute blog entry.
Then I realized something else: I’m supposed to feed horses this morning. If it’s not one thing…….
Gotta go. Wait a minute, do they even have termites in the middle east?!? Arrrrrrggghhh.… Read more
