Kevin's Watch

Jenn's hanging with her bees, and all is right with the world.

Murrin, sorry to hear about your e-mail woes....

Jordan:

Today's the last day of WFC. Heading home today, after brunch with Duchess and Mr. Duchess. Had a good visit with SRD and several Watchers, and accomplished most everything I'd set out to do this weekend. I am content.

WFC was fun.... it sufficed Just battling out a cold... need to find me a lime...

Well, did you post all the details?

Cameraman Jenn wrote:Well, did you post all the details?

Yeah, they're in the WFC thread in the General SRD forum. And the results of our chat with SRD are in the AATE forum (since they'd have to be heavily spoilered anywhere else on the Watch).

Orlion wrote:WFC was fun.... it sufficed Just battling out a cold... need to find me a lime...

It was grand meeting you and Aliantha.

(I hope you caught Donaldson's cold rather than mine. ).

What I read in the WFC thread sounds wonderful. I am glad y'all had a great time.

Beorn is at a classmate's Halloween party.
He dressed as a "reregulated" Wall Street Banker in suit and tie, hair gelled back, laptop case to collect treats in, and a cardboard sign around his neck that says:
"Forced off Board
Mansion lost
Need Venture Capital
7-figure suggested minimum"

I started to post about the bee last night and how the new profile pic came to be but Chris called from the party he was at and his other friends didn't want to leave so I went and rescued him. Anyway, I was puttering around the apartment when I got home and had the back door open and after dark the bees look for a warm place to hunker down for the night if they haven't made it back to the hive. She buzzed around for a while then settled on the wall above the stove, I had been making coffee to put in the fridge for ice coffee in the morning so it was warm there. I picked her up and tried to get her to the hive but every time I blew on her to make her fly away she flew back on to me so I gave up and just let her hang out with me. I fed her:

We hung out on the watch for a bit:

Then she decided the corner of my eye was a great place to hang out so I held out my camera and shot blind until I got a decent shot. She actually crawled so far into the corner of my eye that I was petting her with my eyelashes every time I blinked:

Then I pulled back a corner of the cover on the honey super we have on the counter and set her on the edge of it where she seemed content. When I got up for work this morning she was buzzing around in the kitchen by the door so I let her out and off she went. I named her Sophie. I also realize that I am seriously in need of a brow waxing and manicure. Gross!

Google say they can't verify that I'm the owner of my GMail account and so won't give me access.

The verification requires things like frequently emailed contacts (I barely ever send emails, just receive them), tags used (only have one), and specific dates of when you signed up (as if I can remember that).

That's totally crazy, Murrin. Just knowing who's in your address book isn't enough?

duchess of malfi wrote: (I hope you caught Donaldson's cold rather than mine. ).

Chances are that this is the case. Who else can say that they caught a cold from their favorite author?

Careful, New Mexican colds can be radioactive! (is view more emoticons not working today?)

aliantha wrote:

Avatar wrote:peroxided it white.

And no picture?? C'mon, Av, have a heart!

White Spikes

(Probably be green by the weekend. )

--A

I finally guessed the right password.

If you ever forget the Submission team gmail password, just ask me.

I'm tired, went to the gym for the first time since June (since the hospital) and the eliptical kicked my butt...have to get up at 5:20 to go work the election. Will grab a cup of hot cocoa and a book by some guy named Donaldson. Nighty, nite...

Avatar wrote:

aliantha wrote:

Avatar wrote:peroxided it white.

And no picture?? C'mon, Av, have a heart!

White Spikes

(Probably be green by the weekend. )

--A

I had to ask, huh?

I had one helluva tough time getting back to RL at work today. Didn't realize how down I was until I started eyeing the chocolate cupcakes in the vending machine and counting out the change. I probably should have taken today off to decompress. Ah well, hopefully tomorrow will be better...

(Hmm, gotta figure out where my polling place is. This is the first election we've had since I moved last spring...)

Yeah, Real Life kinda sucks... but hey, it's a means to Alb' 10!

aliantha wrote: (Hmm, gotta figure out where my polling place is. This is the first election we've had since I moved last spring...)

One of my co-workers and a dear friend moved into a house a few doors down the street a few months ago. This will be his first election in this neighborhood. Last night at work he asked me directions to our polling place.

People (city dwellers all) got a good laugh when I described some of the landmarks on the way as being a donkey farm and a goat farm, and that the polling place as being in a church's pole barn.

We live out in the country, what can I say?

And yeah - I did not know how hard taking a quiet weekend out of town (in Columbus) would be. I am exhausted and wrung out. Apparently I am no where as far along in my recovery from various medical problems as I hoped I was. Still glad I went, though.

I feel good. Bit tired but puttered around today and am currently almost all the way through making homemade lasagna. I am almost ready for the assembly and subsequent putting of delicious creation into the oven for final staging.

Mmmm, lasagna....

Made it to the polling place in time to vote after work, then stopped on the way home and tried the Thai place near my apartment. It was tasty, and not terribly pricey.

In other news, Batty's been hired by WalMart. I never thought I'd be excited about one of my kids working at Wally World, but hey, in this economy, a job's a job. Looks like that throws my plan to have everybody here for Thanksgiving into a cocked hat, tho. I guess I'll be driving down to Roanoke for Turkey Day, after all. At least maybe they can get up here for Yule.