I'm abbreviating this, but those who pay attention will understand me when I type "O, FFS,N". This will probably not be the last post to be eaten by blogger, but the fact that I can't get blogger and Picasa to "make nice" has me a bit peeved. Okay, more than a little. I'll fix the photo jinx tomorrow. Off to cough myself into an aneurysm, while the man gets caught up on his "Lost". (I've spared him the two hours he'd have doubtless regretted wasting on 'Sweeny Todd'. I will endure a lot for HBC, Alan Rickman, and Johnny Depp, but apparently even I have my limits. Those two hours are gone forever, and no amount of goth-chic smudges around my eyes will hide my dismay.)
A not-so-small aside to my day. A website has been launched, and (aside for some fleshing-out and swapping out of pics and popping in blurbs to be finished over the weekend), it is real.