Ye Olde Con Crudde

Sunday evening, I seemed to have a little soreness in my throat.

Monday, I was frickin' exhausted all day.

Tuesday, I felt much better, except for a nagging tightness at the back of the throat if I coughed.

Today, I feel like the weird-ass dream I had last night, which featured a no-holds-barred falls-count-anywhere match between The Big Show and Lawrence Taylor. Except, of course, that in the dream I escaped being pummeled in between the two of them.

And I have to go out into the cold, at least long enough to finish retrieving stuff from the van.

I sincerely hope I feel better by Friday, the first day of ConFusion. But if I don't, it would be irresponsible of me to show up. I don't know how contagious I am, and it's hard to perform with a head full of glop.

I'll keep you posted.

I hope your week's looking better...?

John Scalzi Speaks For Me

On the subject of Facebook.

Where's The KABOOM!?

For those of you who wonder what the heck kinda hardware Bruce Willis or Nick Cage is firing in any given frame, there's the Internet Movie Firearms Database (IMFDB).

What are your favorite shoot-em-up action movies? Die Hard is still at the top of my list.

World Steam Expo

I'm there. :)