Wombat Rampant

Spent a while this morning chatting with a high school classmate who I haven't seen in 30 years (and one of my nieces), playing Mafia Wars, and leaving comments on other peoples' posts. I can see Facebook eating more of my time than LJ does, but I keep an LJ for other reasons than being social.

Well, time to eat some brunch and get ready to head up to hang with brian_edminster and his inamorata; been way too long since we had a chance to chat.

Managed to get laundry & dishes done yesterday, along with some cleaning, so the day wasn't completely spent on indolence & sloth.
I did stay up way too late reading John Hemry's Stark trilogy, though. Damn things are like crack - you start the first one, and then you have to read the second one, and...next thing you know it's 0200.

A thousand blessings on Moe Lane, not just for pointing out this article that I somehow overlooked in my obsessive visiting of Ace's place, but for taking the news and interpreting it in a way that's sure to motivate all right-drinkingthinking fans.

I mean...oceans of tequila? Time for the lads at MIT and Caltech to get cracking on an FTL drive, or at least the Alderson Drive. Hell, I'd settle for a Bussard ramjet, and I can't even drink any more.