Home again
Sep. 5th, 2006 01:40 pmIf by home, you mean the office, at which I am putting in a half day. Oh well, it's certainly better than not getting to go.
In other news:
The Good: My car is fixed and back on the road again. It's even worth carrying passengers again, and I'm pretty sure my gas mileage will improve to 35+ mpg again, for related reasons. Also, my clutch works WILDLY different when it works right (which it apparently hasn't in the last six months or so), which was alarming as hell coming out of the parking lot. A lot like learning to drive a standard transmission all over again...
The Bad: Getting run off the highway by a fuckin' hearse. Dude, what the hell? Funereal processions should not travel on the I-435 loop, I'm thinking... also, my shoulders/neck could unknot any day now. Seriously.
The Weird: Dragon*Con was an odd mix of "let it be over" and "don't stop now!" this year, which I suppose means I was getting more of the Con Experience. Volunteered, kind-of, for a bit more to do with the Wheel of Time track, but they're still a fun bunch. After all the hassle of getting the Pirtle mead, it turns out I had a) the wrong day for the Mead Party, and b) the wrong Mead for the crowd, apparently. I forget sometimes that sometimes the goal is to drink, not to taste, as several people at D*Con reminded me (including a very liquid Jack Sparrow). "Is that Chaucer's?" "No, it's good." "Tastes like Chaucer's...where's my rum?" *shrug* Also, having odd post-party dreams about having ill-advised sex with people you actually avoided having ill-advised sex with, should stop.
Home. Errr, sort of. I work now.
In other news:
The Good: My car is fixed and back on the road again. It's even worth carrying passengers again, and I'm pretty sure my gas mileage will improve to 35+ mpg again, for related reasons. Also, my clutch works WILDLY different when it works right (which it apparently hasn't in the last six months or so), which was alarming as hell coming out of the parking lot. A lot like learning to drive a standard transmission all over again...
The Bad: Getting run off the highway by a fuckin' hearse. Dude, what the hell? Funereal processions should not travel on the I-435 loop, I'm thinking... also, my shoulders/neck could unknot any day now. Seriously.
The Weird: Dragon*Con was an odd mix of "let it be over" and "don't stop now!" this year, which I suppose means I was getting more of the Con Experience. Volunteered, kind-of, for a bit more to do with the Wheel of Time track, but they're still a fun bunch. After all the hassle of getting the Pirtle mead, it turns out I had a) the wrong day for the Mead Party, and b) the wrong Mead for the crowd, apparently. I forget sometimes that sometimes the goal is to drink, not to taste, as several people at D*Con reminded me (including a very liquid Jack Sparrow). "Is that Chaucer's?" "No, it's good." "Tastes like Chaucer's...where's my rum?" *shrug* Also, having odd post-party dreams about having ill-advised sex with people you actually avoided having ill-advised sex with, should stop.
Home. Errr, sort of. I work now.
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Date: 2006-09-07 12:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-07 03:28 am (UTC)I'll bring you some next year, okay?