I suppose I should be pleased that my company wants to send Hubby flowers at the house--they do not know the full extent of the medical adventures, as I don't hand that kind of information around willy-nilly amongst my co-workers--but flowers are kind of a waste, actually. Maybe other folks have enough clear space to put flowers where the cats won't immediately go "Bright and colorful and good to eat!", but I don't. I managed to intercept the office manager out and about on her errands so that the flowers will be delivered tomorrow when I'm home. Hubby's wasted enough, I don't want him staggering out of bed to answer the door.

I can't believe I didn't see any of youse last night.

Shoulda stayed in Boston today. Now am bored at home.

Sorry, Lilty. You were at the Boston show?

It's a nice gesture, connie. Doesn't always have the effect the givers are looking for, though. Someone sent me a sympathy/condolence bouquet at one point, but the guy who delivered them said "Happy Anniversary" as he handed them over. That was very confusing.

I sent some flowers once to thank some friends into whose apartment a bunch of us had ducked unexpectedly to get out of the rain during a Central Square World's Fair. Apparently they smelled a bit like rotting things. On the upside, I hear the cat enjoyed them.

You were at the Boston show?

Yup! I wish I hadn't had to work all day yesterday so I could have hopped on here and set to meet up with people. I peeked around but couldn't see anyone.

Sorry, Lilty. We were all up in the very front row. And then Nutty and I superspeeded out just after because I was feeling very antisocial and extremely irritable. But seeing you would have been nice! Given that I saw ten other people I know from years back in the Boston goth/poly/geek scene whose names I could not for the life of me remember.

Fortunately, I've gained 20 pounds and cut my hair since the last time I saw most of them, so I wasn't in much danger of being unexpectedly engaged in conversation.

I was in the third to back row. So I guess it's no wonder I missed you. We rushed out, too, due to the two very large diet cokes we drank during the movie.

GAH. Must. not. use. fist. of. death.

Project lead: "BUGNUMBER BLAHBLAH

I could not locate where this is doc'ed. It is quite possible that I over looked it. Please point me to this section."

Why, yes. That would be because BUGNUMBER BLAHBLAH wasn't on the list of fix-by-next-release bugs you signed off on. If it had to be fixed by next release, you should have commented then.

Maybe we'll do it better come September.

I have to say, due to our unfortunate positioning, I was looking forward to seeing it again about five minutes in, because I couldn't figure out what the hell had just happened. It takes a while to get used to viewing a movie up the characters' left nostrils.

...just so everyone knows, that's not a spoiler. It's just an observation on where we were sitting.

Except that yes, so far as I know they had left nostrils. Hope that doesn't ruin it for you.