apparently my stupid brain didn’t think 3 12-14 hour workdays in a row, running at mach speed to meet a delayed deadline on a project where the clusterfucks are indescribable was enough – APPARENTLY at the end of day 3 of madness, i ALSO need insomnia and starting my period.
i don’t even think fate is mocking me….i think she’s just looking at me out of the corner of her eye and thinking…”whoa.”
an idea just struck me for helping you travel with your cats.
we own a power adapter that converts cig lighter into plugs. get one,and get the kitty pheromone plugins. start it up before you put your guys in the car and run it for a while while on the road. cats respond SO strongly to the safe versus bad smell, and i think that would chill out even the most difficult guys.
i am currently in the middle of fucking nowhere Arizona/NM with a 3G data connection
the hilariously failed trip to bryce canyon
and the delightful trip to zion national park
we leave tomorrow to head to austin – arriving saturday!!! 😀
entrance to bryce…sun is gone and visibility through fog is no more than 100 yds 🙁
we are on our way to bryce canyon right now & the blanket of pristine rolling hills of snow is literally sparkling like microfine glitter.
amusingly, this made me ask the question…
knowing the twilight author is a mormon in UT, do you think this sight could have been her inspiration for the vampire’s sparly white skin? that’s TOTALLY what it’s making me think of!
had i been any more intoxicated when i arrived at local’s tasting room this evening, i might have even believed i made it all up.
but as the boy, don_negro, royalbananafish & settled in to have the last tastes for the evening, the owner looks at me and says “oh…i know who you are! you guys are in from seattle, right?”
david and i exchange glances and smile. this *was* our 4th year, and we had seen her many of them.
and then she says “there was a woman in here not too long ago who was talking about you. that you ran a business together years ago.”
i looked puzzled and said i couldn’t imagine anyone would be in locals talking about me, and that she must be mistaken.
and she said “graphic artist, right?”
and i just started laughing and realized, *of course*, that it had to be christine.
it was like you were there with me, getting our drink on, and remembering conduit dinners, and the world shrank and froze for just a moment.
how fucking cool is that?
perfect weather, no ugly mtn passes, 6pm arrival @ hotel, orgasms, filet mignon, and tasty beer. tomorrow starts wine country!
This is supposed to be a google latitude badge that shows our location. But it seems I have a tech fail.
i just bought the boy a mac 🙂