I'll explain the blog title later this weekend. I need to make this short because I'm suffering from Friday night lag. (I blame the Burning Crusade and people who haven't burnt out on porn, but those are topics for another time.)
I am currently in the middle of preparations for my East Coast Book Tour, which begins later today. The DS and iPod have been charged, Ticket to Ride and the special edition of Kill Dr. Lucky have been packed (thanks again to Mr. Bile, who provided me with the Tight Hat I wanted), and assuming no one has opened the dryer again, my jeans should be done by now. Oh, and I finally got around to confirming my visit with my family.
The good news for you is that without work to take up my time, I will be able to post regularly next week. Being away from my personal computer, I won't be downloading any podcasts, so I won't bore you with things no one else listens to. And now that I've given up hope for Battlestar Galactica and Heroes, and I am leaving Lost and The Office to defend themselves, I will offer no TV talk.
Nope, next week is all social interactivity all the time, which means our blog will have pictures of angry people with dice. And that's all I'm going to say before Blogger randomly rearranges my sentences again.
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I didn't expect to have anything to say, but the latest BSG wasn't that bad. Maybe there's a Baltar to Helo ratio I should take into account when judging each episode, with hallucinatory Six and Chief modifiers (positive and negative, respectively). Bonus points for whenever Roslin forces Doc Cottle to do something unethical, of course.
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