Countdown

So in about ten hours I'll be taking off for the wedding, and I'll be pretty much incommunicado until Sunday evening. You know what that means. That's right, I'm leaving my laptop behind. My precious laptop. Why? Because I have Pepper, and she can do all the things I'd be doing with my laptop anyway (internet, email, music, etc.) while still fitting on my belt. Talk about convenience.

Unless, of course, the hotel doesn't have WiFi. But honestly, the piece of crap hotel I stayed in earlier this year when I went to the regional American College Theatre Festival in Texas had WiFi, and that place was practically falling apart. It was seriously awful. Their idea of a continental breakfast was cold cereal dispensed from weird tupperware nozzles, a styrofoam cup of a strange juice cocktail with fruit chunks floating in it, and a slice of bread that you had the choice of rendering into toast before smearing it with peanut butter or jelly. Classy, right?

Also, before I forget, I mentioned The Accidental Survivors recently, and a couple of the guys from the podcast, Rob and Fraser, actually came through and dropped a line. That is, in my opinion, quite classy. Fraser was also kind enough to offer a slight correction as regards the Survivors group makeup: "While it is true that there are four Canadians (though we are trying to get Chris deported), Chuck is very, very American."

So it would seem that my alien theory has been debunked. Oh well. I should probably get some small amount of sleep here soon, lest I find myself too groggy in the morning to pack. That would be bad, as I might forget to include something important.

Like, you know, pants.

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