Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

Trying another new format. Let me know how it works for y'all, especially in comparison to the last one.

1. Shorter Right-Wing Punditry's Reaction to the Valerie Plame Affair: An Internal Dialogue
2. Cartoon cat in science study
3. The more you watch the Fox News channel, the more likely it is that your perceptions about the war are wrong
4. USPS Sues Internet Users
5. Tattoo meta-art, 'Ineradicable Stain'
6. De clunibus magnis amandis oratio
7. Did E-Vote Firm Patch Election?
8. Lost In Translation (Not the movie)
9. Rob's Giant BonusCard Swap Meet
10. And last but not least, a useful link for right about now: Extreme Pumpkins.com - Pumpkin carving at its wildest! Hallowe'en isn't all that far away -- start designing now.

"Religion and government will both exist in greater purity, the less they are mixed together." -- James Madison, fourth president of the U.S.

As expected, I didn't get much done today. After the long day I had yesterdaySunday, and the frequency of migraines lately, that's not a big surprise. But I've had a bunch of thoughts in my head to write down, and I keep not getting to those either, so I'm gonna do really quick passes at 'em now...

theferrett has said a lot of interesting things lately that have inspired me to write at length, but each of those topics really wants a more awake D'Glenn to focus on them and actually compose what I want to say (unlike this assortment of basically thrown-together mini-brain-dumps). And that's on top of the topics I've thought of all on my own that I want to expound on that I haven't gotten around to. I might get to some of those this week; I might not. I might get around to stringing a network cable to the green bedroom, or not. I might sort some of the stuff in the living room or get the Pennsic stuff in the dining room put away. But don't count on any of that. Right now I feel lucky to have finally caught up on the dishes again, and I've got stuff I really need to get done at the keyboard. But man, I want to write.

I need to get around to writing two of the porn story ideas that have been in the back of my head for the past two years. I suddenly feel like I might be able to manage the dialogue (my biggest insecurity as a writer).

Dammit. I finished writing my long LJ entry, showered, got my instruments out and put them by the door, went to get dressed to go to rehearsal ... and ran out of steam in that "find something soft to land on now" way.

Okay, I can show up a little late, leave home at 20:00 and get there at 20:35 instead of leaving at 19:35 to get there at 20:00... Except that it got to be 21:00 and I still wasn't feeling up to walking downstairs, much less driving to College Park. This is not good.

So now it's 22:00 and rehearsal just ended and I never got there. The remaining questions include how I'm going to deal with returning Mom's van tomorrow (I'll need to find a way back to Baltimore from Bowie) and whether I'm actually going to at least make it to a grocery store tonight.

Worst case, I've got a little cash in my purse, so I could order delivery (a sub or Chinese food), even though I really shouldn't be spending money on food at restaurant prices.

I really hate my body sometimes.

It rained this evening. When it started, I made sure buckets were under all the current drip-spots on the third floor -- and the drips were in slightly different places than they'd been the last time (back to where they were a month or so ago). When I went back up there later, one bucket had completely overflowed, with a huge puddle around it, and in the other room the leaks had moved during the couple hours in question, resulting in a wet floor over a large area (but not quite enough water to be called a puddle). I thought I was okay because I'd checked where everything was dripping early on. I am going to be so glad when this roof is repaired.

Looking for the silver lining ... Perrine is being extra adorable tonight. Impossibly cute as she drags one end of a rope away from me, clever in how she prevents me from pulling it back, wide-eyed playful, hiding in ways that are clearly peek-a-boo (I'm supposed to see her), and so on.