Did I mention that I am going to Pittsburgh tomorrow? I suspect that I have not. Well, I am. Going I mean. After work, Dan and I are driving to scenic Bloomsburg, PA, which is about halfway, then getting to the storied hometown of Amber Brkich (that link is pretty funny, actually, because the historical society mentioned is one my dad is real involved in, and like, I don't know, it makes it sound like the place has more than one room, and also that it has a firefighting exhibit, neither of which it does -- heh), which also happens to be my storied hometown. We will be in the city of Pittsburgh a lot, of course, so I can see Mr. Mark and this wife he allegedly has (I have recently found out that she was my rival for his affections circa 1994!), and maybe I will stalk Ms. Jilly!
So it will be radio silence for a little while because my parents weirdly refuse to have touch-tone service on their phone line. My dad found out that they charge a few cents for it back in the 80s, and he has refused ever since. So the laptop is useless without, you know, technology last considered new in 1978.
Then, as soon as I get home from Pennsylvania -- or Pennsyltucky, as Mr. Pink semi-fondly calls it -- it's off to NYC for the Brandee-Steph (hopefully)-TJ-Rye martinithon!
In other news -- I am kind of excited about this whole Saturn exploration madness. Cool.
And this whole "chop their hands/heads off" philosophy from the new Iraqi defense minister is, uhm, maybe not so promising-sounding, is it? Meanwhile, in the liberated democratic beacon of Afghanistan -- hideous chaos! Fuck.
Miscellaneous items: To completely geek out for a sec: the new Harry Potter title has been announced! David Sedaris charms on tour, it seems, as always. Also via Gawker -- meta-porn with Paris. For you Berkshires locals, the "One Night in Paris" dvd is available for purchase at the Berkshires' local porn store across from Guido's! I know because they have a giant glowing sign proclaiming it to be so! And you can pick up some organic peaches and grass-fed beef at Guido's on your way home to masturbate!
OK, so have fun, be safe, don't stick any fireworks in any body cavities you value, etc. I will miss you! Now I have to go finish cleaning in anticipation of our houseitters looking underneath the bed or something!