Friday after work was full of "the busy", as it is known. Shortly after getting home, Vickie took off for a meeting in her book club. I spent time burning a great many files to a DVD for Chris Woodall who would be showing up for a bit of collaborative work. Chris and I went over our ideas on the projects we work on, those being Sci-Fi Guys and Project Codename: Hello World, aka Fear My Codename. Ahem. So, Vickie comes home and we're off. Where are we off to? Why, to get the new book, that's where. (And if the title of this post wasn't a tip off, you should come out of the rock you're under.)

Vickie and I picked up her niece, Julie, whom we've brought with us to the RenFaire, and then tallied ho and sallied forth to meet Ruth and John, two upstanding and recently wed individuals who are not to be taken lightly. As a matter of fact, they prefer not to be taken at all. We five then met at the local "Media Play" where we "stood in line" with other "geeks" and "muggles" to await the chiming of 12:01am which, after the New Year's Eve style countdown, was met with what would best be described as mediocre and apathetic enthusiasm rivaling the cheers the "erupt" from the stands when Child Number 46 of 98 receives his diploma of graduation from Elementary School. (Sorry guys, I really thought I was onto something funny there, but it just didn't pan out. - ed.) So we got the books, and there was much (apathetic) rejoicing, whereupon we met and dined at the local Steal... See, uh, a long time ago me and a bunch of Best Buy boys had lunch at Steak and Shake, but the sign was busted which resulted the "k" to lose it's angled strikes and the rest of the letters afterwards, thus saying in great big red letters "Steal".... it was pretty funny, and, uhm, I thought I'd mention that.... Shit, I'm batting nuthin' but goose-eggs on this one, aren't I?)

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So, after the meal, which was ripe with uncontrolled laughter at the misfortune of others, some minor recording for the Show, and exactly six "Bo and Luke Duke"-worthy "Yeehaws!", we got home and I dove into the book. With the exception of four hours on Saturday when Vickie was home and awake (she was awfully exhausted after work) I read. I read until 7am Sunday morning. I can't really talk about the book or the events in it because Vickie just started reading it - and so help me God if any of you post something to ruin the plots of the book I will call down upon you the hell and torment that is an unsolicited subscription to every gay/elderly/bestial pr0n site that Google can track down. (That last sentence alone should make my hit results from Google interesting as hell.) Anyway, after she's had a chance to go through it I'll post my suspicions and whatnots. Needless to say, if you haven't read it yet, you're really robbing yourself of a wonderful experience.

And.... that's pretty much what happened this weekend - I spent 19 hours reading a book and had to spend most of Sunday readjusting to this world. As you can imagine, it was disorienting. But I'm okay now, everything fine's here, we're fine. How are you?