Yesterday I thought I was just tired from lack of sleep and travel, but I was up at random times coughing up foam. Today I felt wretched. Called in sick, went back to bed, had some proper rest and food. It was one of those days where I wished there was someone else around that could go to the store and get food or say soothing things to me. Sigh.
Last night after Dave and I had recovered from our space shuttle adventure, we went back over to Downtown Disney where we checked out the magic store and the LEGO store and had lunch at Planet Hollywood. Later that night we popped into Disney Quest, the five story virtual reality and arcade complex. Read the rest of this entry »
We woke up at around 2PM on Sunday. After some discussion it was decided that we were going to make another attempt to see the shuttle launch. Neither of us was up for another 11 hour ordeal on the tour bus, not to mention the $110 it would cost for new tickets. Read the rest of this entry »
About a month or so ago, I got a call from Dave.
“What are you doing the first weekend in February?” he asked.
“Nothing that I know of,” I said, though I guessed that was about to change.
“Want to go see the Space Shuttle launch?” Read the rest of this entry »
As is the tradition for this time of year, I went to see Paul and Storm and Jonathan Coulton at Antone’s. Jonathan Coulton has become even more Jonathan Coultonier than last time.
I must get to bed. I have a plane to catch in the morning.
Work has been really stressful the past few weeks. Every day it feels like I have survived a battle. My inbox has become a hydra of tasks. I cut one down and two more rise in its place.
I’ve been listening to Radio Lab and This American Life (available in podcast and radio flavors) and I’ve decided that they are the gold standard when measuring what a slice of life, short form documentary program ought to be. Beyond just superb sound design, the shows are edifying in a way that makes me feel better about the world in general. Also, if Ira Glass and Jad Abumrad interviewed each other, my mind would explode.
Tags: podcasts
Current theory: the smoke monster/Esau is an alien stranded on earth either literally (he hails from beyond the stars), temporally (he comes from the future) or dimensionally (he is a secret man was not meant to know). When he says, “I want to go home,” he’s not talking about Hoboken.
Oh, and Sayid for Juliet is not a fair trade.
Tags: Lost
The interesting other side of the bed dreams continue. Seems to be a lot more celebrity guest stars over there. In this one, Dave and I were hanging out with Stephen King. We were discussing a short story he wrote long ago. I couldn’t remember the name of it and neither could Stephen King because he had written so many of them. Then he had to go, but he let Dave and I peruse his computer game and board game collection, which was enviable.
