the flying geeks

I’m pretty excited about Christmas because I think I might actually get that Babysitter Who Works For Dog Hair I put on my list. She’s in limited production and is, naturally, a popular gift this year. But I saw Stu hoarding extra paper bags when we were checking out at WinCo, and I heard him on the phone with Matt talking about “finally getting to third base with Jeannie”. These are good signs.

Stu will be happily surprised this year, too. I was able to get the ConstantlyOn Sports Brain Stem Implant overnighted from Singapore. It should arrive today.

Actually, I do want to brag about shopping at Good Vibrations again this year. That’s all I’ll say about that. Oh, and they’re blogging now. Haven’t had a chance to read any of it yet, but I’m sure it’s stellar.

Alright, I know I’ve really beaten this horse to death, but my feeble, holiday-addled mind cannot move forward unless I ease it (the horse) into it’s final resting place and then smoke a little peyote to reflect and commune with the gods about it’s (again, the horse’s) passing:

The family computer is not healed. It works well enough to use for uploading photos (since I can’t with this computer), so after the first I’ll send it back to the manufacturer. Again.

Now I will move on.

I promised some fiction recently and I am working on in. The holidays, you know, they make thinking about anything other than ALL THE FUCKING MONEY BEING SPENT a little difficult. I have the first post written (it’s a serial) but I want to finish a few before starting. I will publish it after the new year.