Monthly Archives: February 2008

Hooray! No more Christmas Day release for Star Trek XI!

J.J.’s Star Trek Beams to ’09

(I’m not going to worry about the misreporting again of “Spock’s Vulcan mother” since that was clarified previously that Winona is playing Amanda Grayson, who is Spock’s human mother)

Excellent story idea turning one of the best Next Generation episodes on its head, and definite food for thought about exciting vs fulfilling lives…

(found in the comments of Wil Wheaton’s blog of all places)

Friday was such an exhausting day of travel to get back home, I just did my trip laundry & tried to unwind with my kitties, then slept in Saturday. Ebony must be upset with me since Cyd verified no more accidents happened while I was gone, but as soon as I got home, Ebony peed on the down comforter again, then again Saturday morning on a replacement comforter after we got up, then after a one-hour afternoon shopping trip for groceries, she peed on my velvet bedspread and my sheets! *sigh* My “relaxing” day was doing many loads of laundry instead of organizing photos and writing up my trip. I did go to the Jack Conway Trio’s gig Saturday night, and thankfully no more accidents that evening or today, so maybe my “punishment” is over. I’ve been re-reading the book my old roommate gave me many years ago “Is Your Cat Crazy” of case studies by an animal behaviorist/cat therapist, in case that gives me any clues. So far it doesn’t seem to have a situation that fits Ebony, but I’ll keep reading.

Enough of kitty messes, and back to my trip recap! I have now posted my photos in my gallery, and you can keep reading below for more details. The weather was absolutely gorgeous, very very nice to get away from the cold & rain at home, I successfully paced my drinking & partying so I remember everything and was tired but not hungover, my small part of our group presentation went well on Thursday morning, with people actually laughing at my jokes, and my favorite quote was this:

“How old are you, Britta?”
“How old do you think I am?”
“You have no wrinkles at all – you could be twelve!”

Hahaha…even though I know he’d already had plenty to drink and had ulterior motives, it was still nice to hear.

Sunday – Miami South Beach