sundries

Patty countdown: 6 days.

I've been at work until 2am 3 of the last 5 nights because shit just did not get done while I was on holiday and now I have to save the world before the holidays. I am probably best described as more fragile than I should be, but I think I'm finally getting all this crap to heel.

I just wrote about 700 words of pure awesome.

Dogboy & Justine fundraising is chugging the hell along this fine morning (we are $61 away from being down to needing less than $1,000) and I am so grateful.

Crash course film school this weekend. And apartment cleaning. My life it is glamorous.

Actually, you want to see how unglamorous my life is -- follow me on fucking Four Square. It's like all Duane Reade all the time.

Having not bought a dress when I was thinking of it, or a coat, because neither were quite right, I'm still having the itch to reward myself in some manner. I'm thinking opera tickets. It's been a real balm lately.

Elizabeth Edwards passed away yesterday.

This is a nothing article, but I like Julie Taymor's resilience (and I have for a long time).

Remembering one horrible night in 1980.

An Erica who is not Erica of Treble Entendre is raising money to make Geek Girl Con happen. I hope to be able to go to this con and talk about cool shit when it becomes an actual thing, and I bet a bunch of you might want to too. So check it out.

OMG, WTF: Wild coyotes fitted with radio collars roam Chicago with the county's blessing. Also, sometimes they visit convenience stores.

Whovians: The Master, on Formspring. Oh, it's so wrong, it's right. (Warning: NSFW language, non-con, violence, etc. About what you'd expect from fandom with a character like that).

Ugh, flights to Gally this year are a special clusterfuck. I'm having trouble making useful decisions that involve stupid prices, stupid scheduling issues, professional concerns and my whole "it just isn't Gally without Virgin America" feeling, which is totally, ludicrously true for me.

So how about that un-aired Sherlock pilot? Super weird, yeah? And made John and Sherlock seem even more couple-ly than they do in the show we actually got. Unaired pilots are so peculiar.

Keep making marketplace awesome.