Perkins, you are a total Vegas natural! It got too uncanny valley/Real Doll without you (the Venetian BROKE MY FUCKING BRAIN), so I checked in four hours before my flight and am typing this from the airport bar.
Also, I'm wicked cheap, and hitched a cab ride with some Derby chicks! So hey, awesome cheap ride. Also, one Derby chick had totally wonderful Stargate symbols tattooed on her wrists. AWESOME.
We TOTALLY did the right chocolate martini last night. I tried the other one we thought about this afternoon, and it pales in comparison.
I am watching
The Hangover
and Ken Jeong just appeared. Wait, no, Mike Tyson. So random.
Perkins, you are a total Vegas natural!
You should see Juliana!
That was a very tasty martini.
In the semi-awkward news:
Our next door neighbor is an Episcopalian priest and his wife and three kids. ONe of the little boys is Ellie's best friend. Our backyards sort of form a V so that from the backyard, you can easily look into the back of either house, although we each look out and can't see the other person's house.
Anyway, they must have friends over tonight because even though it's dark, I can hear them in the back yard. And I just finished watching True Blood which happened to have
2 naked sex scenes
tonight. Which I enjoyed and it's their own damn fault if they are looking in my windows, but still, I feel a little dirty. Now I'm about to watch Breaking Bad. Less sex, more drugs and violence!!
eta: and then probably SPN after that - so horror, demons, and blood!
Barcelona is on my "to visit" cities! I really need to go. My Spanish won't hack it, but I figure the ocean/sea will be worth it.
English is pretty much the language Europeans use when they travel in foreign countries, so you'll be fine almost everywhere. Everywhere a tourist spends money, someone can communicate with you, somehow.
I really enjoyed Barcelona when I was there in 1998.
Sounds like an awesome trip, shrift! Yay! Now we plan for Hawaii?
Ha ha. Dude, I still have jet lag! But I'll figure out how many vacation days I have left after VividCon and DragonCon tomorrow at work.
Nonian, Episcopal priests are pretty chill, in my admittedly somewhat limited experience.
Yeah, they are actually very cool people and serve margaritas to me most Saturday nights.
They do like their booze!
Dishes done. After scooping pans and taking out trash, I think it's time for bed. Here's hoping I can fall asleep. Leverage will have to wait until tomorrow, unless of course I can't sleep.
Isn't Episic the flavor that allows women to be ordained? And I recall that they were the only church to have an official presence at the recent pride parade in NYC after the gay marriage passed.
Anyway, your windows, your house, your rules. If people look in and see something they don't approve of, too fucking bad, IMHO.
When I had a first floor apartment on the Plaza (lots of foot traffic and an apartment building on the other side) a friend was aghast I didn't keep all of my shades permanently drawn to the edges. I walked around naked or in panties and a tank all the time, esp. in summer.
Dude. If someone saw a sliver of tit, or the whole monty, whatevs.
And anyone trying to sneak in my windows would encounter either (A) locks, shattering glass placed on the tops of the sills and windchimes and/or (B) a faceful of Mace, followed with a cast iron skillet to the head, and a filleting knife to the hands.
(Yeah, I had kitchen implements by my bed. Mugged once in own house, you develop Plans A, B, C and D.)
Current house is less defensible than apartment, but we do have a very barky dog. Since we have a child, I don't keep knives by all windows anymore, and we don't have a gun, as I would keep it in a gun safe, and render it pretty fucking ineffective in an emergency, plus I don't have the money to spend enough time at the range, but there's still...er, measures sprinkled throughout the house.
I love my husband, but I know I would be point person in an emergency. He's 140 lbs after a heavy meal, and I am way more aggro, crisis tested and trained than he. Someone more trained would have me, I know, but a casual B&E or an opportunity rapist would be in for a distinctly unpleasant surprise.
