I don't know about the rest of the HNers but I like checking the HN community from work. If breasts keep showing up on here, I'll get laid off for it. Linking to them on Flickr is cool, because then I get the option to check out naked chicks if that's my thing, but when they're part of your post, my only option is to avoid HN altogether. And I like you guys too much to do that. --regan

When my train stopped at the Braddock Road Metro stop yesterday, the Ringling Bros. train passed us moving south. Tres cool.

Mom and I did our nails as celebration for signing them up for DSL (in OPI's Chocolate Shakespeare while the firewall downloaded). Plus, a shot for Holly. You need to be here, cause birch beer doesn't taste the same without you.

Roxy sends warm wishes Cianna's way. Or she might be wondering if she has treats. It's hard to tell with cats.

Mmm. Mass transit. Red and Orange lines having track work this week. Fortunately, I'm riding Blue.

This is an excellent example of why I'm taking the morning off to clean. A cake pedestal with two (unmatched) socks and two jars of embossing powder on it, a rubber mallet, a receipt, a screwdriver, an A/C adapter, and (in the background) ink and an iron.

Finished and packaged up 103 geek bling rings last night for next month's Sampler.

McGambrell's Broodwich post reminded me that I'd promised to post details of the Adult Swim swap here when it was done, both the stuff I received from Meg and the stuff I sent to her. Meg fanned out the cards so you can see a few examples from the ATHF tarot card set (major arcana only). I swapped The High Priestess for The (universal) Remonster and The Devil for The Broodwich, but all the rest of the cards kept their original names, including (shown) The Fool, Strength and The Sun (which has Boxy riding the horse). I had a lot of fun making them. ;)

And I'd like to point out that not only have I not managed to hook up with Thomas this SXSW, but also I'm going to miss Dave Willis and Brendon Small when they come to Austin Swim this weekend. Blah.

San Antonio Flower Co. had cherry twigs behind the counter when I went last time, so I got a bundle of them and brought them to work to share with Texans who have never seen cherry blossoms before and misplaced east coasters like myself.

Iron rations ... 2 gp Wineskin full of wine ... 5 gp Being an adult geek ... Priceless

A record of this weekend's culinary fare. The closest we'd get to green and leafy was the bowl the Doritos were in, but Ray grilled up some shark steak he'd caught, which completely rocked.