Musings of an Honourary Canadian

In half an hour's time I walk out the door and get in the car to go to my new job for the first time.

I'm excited and nervous all rolled into one.

Wish me luck...

Not really looking forward to going to work tomorrow. No real reason... just would like an extra day to spend in bed.

Just got back from walking the 1.1 miles around the complex. Feist's album "The Reminder" is good exercise music.

amothea, I will bring your Dr. Horrible CD to work tomorrow.

It's unusual for me to remember dreams. That makes the night before last unusual because (a) I remembered my dream, and (b) it was very very weird.

The dream was a movie trailer starring the hip, manic black comedian of the moment. He was lying on a table, spread eagle, with the camera positioned above him. Then the camera started zooming in on his bright red shorts. And closer, and closer, to the point where the camera gets microscopic enough to fit through the fabric.

And the camera kept zooming in -- so follow me now, we're inside his shorts -- and thankfully instead of Hip Manic Black Comedian's genitals, we see a diagram of the internals of said area, a highly detailed textbook-style artistic diagram -- one like you'd find in Gray's Anatomy.

But then -- and this is the weird part -- the diagram turns into an animation, and it morphs into the female version of the diagram.

Then the camera starts pulling out, back through the shorts -- and we close with a shot of Hip Manic Black Comedian, now with boobs, thrashing about and screaming bloody murder.

We fade to white, and the movie's title comes up on screen: "YOU'RE PRETTY".

I did warn you it was weird.

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So at work I've been busy updating our database of San Antonio roadways. I have decided when I become Emperor of San Antonio my first decree will be to rename every north-south street Harry Wurzbach, and every east-west street Military. Just to keep things clear.

(For everyone but aggieteacher00 and amothea: San Antonio has three major thoroughfares named after the Wurzbach family: Harry Wurzbach Rd., Wurzbach Rd., and Wurzbach Pkwy. There are also four separate thoroughfares named Military: SE/SE Military, W Military -- in two parts -- and NW Military. To further add to the confusion, NW Military used to be named Wurzbach Highway.)

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Missed As the Geiger Counter Turns -- aka Jericho -- because Thank God You're Here has been moved into that timeslot. I'll pick up Jericho tomorrow night.

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Houston-types: I'm thinking about having some folks over Saturday afternoon after Lai Lai's to watch the new season of Doctor Who. Any interest?

I think I'm finally recovering from last night's promo shoot for the troupe. The skit was called "Geek Fights" and I played a gamer who got killed with a sword. Pictures allegedly exist. My final pose was on the floor with a Generic Golden Snack Cake sticking out of my mouth.

Blerg. Can't believe it's Monday tomorrow. I still need to finish the theatre's brochure -- it's due at the printer on the 19th! I at least know the direction I'm taking it, so I'm pretty much down to moving elements into place.

And Rose and Sharon start tomorrow at the office! Finally 5 people in the department!

Could this SQL query hurry up and finish already? There are only 9759 rows to update.

Hearing this really really fast paced song isn't helping.

What sucks is because it's due to a bomb threat. There are downsides to working in a highly visible building.
But my drive home on Westheimer took only 20 minutes, including a stop at the grocery store!