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It's trying to decide if it's snowing or raining. I dropped Patty off in Zurich earlier so she could do more shopping, and I had to go back to work, so -- sadface -- but we'll be together again on Friday! She should be at the airport to get back to the UK now.

This visit was SO GOOD and SO NEEDED. Last night, I spent many, many hours booking our UK stuff. This is the plan, because you care:

- I arrive in Cardiff on Friday evening, and she'll pick me up at the station (oh, hey, does anyone know how much a cab is between LCY and Paddington?)

- On Sunday we check into the St. Davids and do absolutely nothing for 24 hours.

- On Monday we check out of the St. Davids and then take a train to Hereford and the bus from there to Hay-on-Wye where we spend the night at The Swan.

- Tuesday we come back to Cardiff.

- Thursday, I cook Thanksgiving dinner for whoever is around.

- Sunday, we go down to London and stay at a ridiculous hotel. We also go to our favorite restaurant in Brick Lane and wander around Camdem.

- Monday we do something until about 2 or 3 when we have to head to Paddington, where she catches a train back to Cardiff, and I catch a train to Heathrow for my 8pm flight.

Needless to say, I spent A LOT of money on rail tickets last night.

Anyone have any opinion on taxis from LCY to Paddington around 1pm on a Friday? Cost and time? My bags are really heavy and I don't really want to use the tube for the trip, but if it's going to be a total clusterfuck to be above ground, I will.

One of the 6 variables that needed to be resolved for me to visit Patty for a week in India when that trip happens got resolved yesterday. There are, however, 5 other variables that remain unanswered, so we just don't know anything yet. If not this time, some time, but the possibility feels particularly portentious now, if complicated.

Random crap I need to get done: the TEDWomen contest thing; my DragonCon 2011 app.

This may make me a bad person, but South Park is about eleventy billion times funnier in German. This is less true of Family Guy and The Simpsons.

Thank you so much for the D&J support yesterday. We still have a lot of work both as artists and fundraisers to do, but it helped us start breathing again!

The engagement of Prince William has been announced. When Prince Charles married Diana, I was eight, and my best friend Elyse got up super early so she could watch it all on TV. It was a very, very big deal. It seems strange that next year we'll be watching something of some sort like that again.

Internet rage over new TSA policies are absolutely, positively making the news.

Fred Goldhaber was once the only teacher at the Harvey Milk School. He passed away on Monday.

The age at which people generally come out has gone from 37 to 17 in just two generations. When I tell you the world was different when I was 17, even in NYC, I really, really mean it.

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I was 10 when Charles and Di got married. My mother made us get up in the middle of the night and go to my aunt's house where we watched it live and drank champagne (I was allowed like a quarter of a glass) and my mother made a breakfast that could have killed a longshoreman, complete with kippers.