sistawendy | I have returned.

Back from St. Joe. The highlight: sneaking out for a shiny late (well, for me) movie with

rigel_p and friends. The lowlight: waking up at 4:30 a.m. Friday for no obvious reason and not getting any more sleep. I'll admit to liking getting out of town for shop talk and beer on the company nickel, but two days are enough. I'm glad to be back to my world of kid & house chores, shallow fashion details, and perversion, especially after listening to all the rabid Pittsburgh Steelers fans.

At Her Nibs' request I'm not going out tonight as originally planned because she has the Ick. To tell you the truth, I've (still) got it too, so it's probably for the best. With any luck I infected dozens of co-workers by punctuating the speeches of senior management with wet coughs. Don't faint, but DIE might be my make-up night.

Some of you disobeyed my express instructions and did interesting things while I was away. Consider yourselves bapped.