- Well, I'm better now. There will evidently be another Barenaked Ladies cruise next February. BNL and Guster will be there, obvious band tension will not. Twitter is good at putting the fine point on the Sword of Damocles overhead:
"EEEE!!!!" "SQUEEEEEE" "CRUISE!" (Random people shot at) "EEEEE!"
- Similarly, I'm about to top tragedy with a dollop of frivolity. Did you see the beginning of the Olympic coverage? I have been searching in vain all day for an image of Hot Mess Tom Brokaw. I can find you all kinds of images and horrific video of the luger's death, but none of Tom in that unspeakable matchy-matchy tie and kerchief and blue shirt and vivid jacket. Heads up to Gofugyourself, leave Fashion Week and get out to Vancouver.
- How's the speaker system coming? Gary just came in and gave me an unsolicited footrub, that's how it's coming.
- I woke up Friday and thought, "I don't have time to run off to Toronto, I've got stuff to do." I have to do the taxes and tidy up Mom's estate and make plans to venture north to see the Northern Lights some time this year. Mainly, I have to help Mac the Dog plan his parents' 25th wedding anniversary party, and he only has four months. Ideas?