What I'm Up To

This is a blog post, honest. But I'm starting with a note to the GameNight Gang: no GameNight tomorrow (Friday June 2nd). Scott and Winter will be with me, and we'll all be here in Burbank. In fact the only GameNights this month will be the 16th and 30th! We should have more free Fridays in July!

And now, back to our scheduled blog post:

I have a job! It is awesome, with very cool people! I don't think I've told the world this yet, so I figured I should.

Except I can't. I think. It's supposed to be secret, so I have no idea what I'm allowed to say. But, I think, as of today, I'm allowed to tell you that if you see the 70mm show of Wonder Woman at ArcLight; Hollywood, Sherman Oaks, or La Jolla in Southern California; or Toronto or Vancouver [Ahhhh! CORRECTION: Montreal, not Vancouver!!] in Canada then you will be seeing a film that at some point was touched by me. Literally. We only put together five WW prints. Mostly we are working on another movie that will get a much wider 70mm release. And, since it's not out yet, I don't think I'm supposed to say which movie. But if you do see WW in 70mm, you will see a trailer (which they are calling a "prologue") for it.

We are doing the work in Burbank. Because Scott needs our one car, and it's a long commute, I am being put up in a hotel. All together we are a group of four people. Two are from out of state (one being my friend Cherie) and we are all in the hotel together. Our head honcho lives close enough that she commutes, so she can be home for her cat.

70mm movies are real film, instead of digital, which is what most theatres show these days. We are sent lots of small reels of film and we splice them together, put them on platters and then into cases and ship them out. I'm proud that I can do this, and thrilled to be working with this group!

I worked with all three of these people when we did the 70mm Hateful Eight prints. I really like them all, so working with them is much fun. Which is a good thing since we are working seven days a week! Our one guy took some time off to work a film festival, but he's back now so it feels like the family is back together.

The job will be over by the end of this month, but for now, I'm really busy! Scott and Winter come visit every so often, and I try to make it back for GameNight (only when Scott is in town, so my mom doesn't have to entertain if we get there late!). Tomorrow, Scott and Winter are coming into town because Scott is filming a Geek and Sundry thing on Saturday! We were planning on all going to see one of our Wonder Woman prints tomorrow, but it looks like the shows we could make are almost sold out, so I think we're gonna do it on Sunday instead.

It's not all fun and games. We are working very hard, and have the bruises to prove it! I fell this morning trying to protect some reels of film I was moving. I'm sure the bruise on my arm will be spectacular by morning! And I had mostly gotten better from the last black and blue bruise I had!

So, anyway, this is all why I've been largely absent from the world.

Well, that, and because we have a president who continues to horrify me daily, which makes it hard to deal with anything bigger than my immediate purview.

And with that, I shall now sign off and go take a shower. I am clearly too tired to make this post have a coherent, pithy ending.

Wherein I do a Quick Synopsis of my Recent Life, and Proceed to Lose Geek Cred

I need to write. It's been a long time, and I need to get back to it. I've been very depressed ever since the election and all the stuff that's happened subsequently. The person that I had wanted to be president more than any other candidate I've had the ability to vote for, lost to a monster who is making me embarrassed to be an American. I'm not sure I'm getting over this anytime soon.

I stage-managed a children's theatre show this year. I have lots of feelings about this as well. I felt both useless and important, invisible and essential. I loved doing it, but also wondered why. I have both wonderful memories and some not-so-great ones. The whole experience was rather conflicting. It was a production of "The Little Mermaid." It was directed by a friend I don't get to see nearly enough, so hanging with her was great! A week after the show I spent time with her under less happy circumstances, though, as I helped her get help for her son, who had just (luckily) survived an attempt to kill himself. I'm not loving 2017 yet.

I also failed to get a job that everyone who knows me said I would be great at. That was also depressing. At the exact same time, Sky failed to get a job that everyone who knows her told her she'd be great at. Like mother, like daughter?

But actually, the real reason I finally decided to write something was to share my very unpopular opinion about some movies. People often complain that I always give positive reviews of everything I see. That's because I tend to know what I'm going to like, and try to see only those movies. That is also why, when I don't like something, I'm much more militant about it!

So, regardless of whether it decreases my nerd quotient or not, I want it known that I HATED Logan. Hate, HATE, a WORLD OF HATE!! The reasons I felt this way can only be explained with spoilers, so I'll put a few spaces before I explain my feelings. Read on at your own risk (I know, there are ways to hide this sort of thing, but I'm too depressed to bother figuring it out). (Regular non-spoilery comments continue after the second break)


Okay, why I hated Logan: 1. Every adult in the whole movie dies. Every single one. 2. Most in violent gruesome ways. Far gorier than it needed to be. And most importantly 3. There are three mutants left at the beginning of the movie, thereby invalidating ALL of the movies that came before. Why should we care about the future of mutants if the future is nonexistent? Why should we care if Charles or Eric is right when they are both wrong, there is no more mutantkind? Why should we be happy that Logan realizes that family is a good thing, now THAT HE'S DEAD?! The moral of the movie was: why bother trying, you're all going to die horribly. Anyone that's nice to you will die horribly, anyone that's mean to you will die horribly. And now there are some genetically engineered children, brought up to be violent, who's only contact with the outside world has been in the last few months, who are roaming around, perhaps Canada, with no adult supervision. And one of them has been injected with the same thing that eventually killed her "father" which will presumably also kill her. Nope. I am declaring this movie to be part of some alternate dystopian timeline, and hence one we can forget. Now if we could only find our way back from the dystopian timeline we are currently living in.


So that's half of my unpopular opinion. The other half does not need a spoiler break: I loved The Great Wall!! It was a terrible movie, but just exactly as terrible as one would expect from the trailer. But, it was staggeringly beautiful! And didn't have the ending I was expecting! It was stupid, beautiful, fun! And despite there being a war with people-eating monsters, it was far less gory than Logan!

I've liked all the other movies I've seen recently as well. But this is getting too long so I'll try to write again soon...


Today Scott and I spent most of the day in LA. This year, mostly in order to see Hamilton, we bought season tickets for the Pantages. Tonight was our first show. Well, actually last week was, but we were in San Francisco that Wednesday so we changed it to tonight. Because we were afraid of holiday traffic we decided to get to LA very early. So early in fact, that we had time to see a movie first!

So we saw Moana, which I expected to love and was not disappointed! Music was great, story was formulaic but I didn't mind. And hey, she had TWO parents! How often is that true in Disney movies?!

Then we saw Hedwig and the Angry Inch. It was pretty amazing. I was concerned that I hadn't seen a warning anywhere about strobe lights, which is not good. But outside of that, the show rocked (pun intended)!

It's hours later. I should be asleep, but instead I'm soaking in a tub and writing this.

The thing is, besides two wonderful and very different pieces of entertainment (and meeting cool people at the theatre), most of my day has been spent on the phone with my eldest daughter who is very sad. I love my daughter. I think she's awesome. She's so creative, and smart, and funny, and kind. But sometimes her friends give up on her (this has also happened to her sister, and me—I can tell you from experience, it hurts). It happened in college when two friends just decided, well whatever it was that they decided, and stopped being her friends. It took her years of therapy to get over her favorite people deciding that they no longer wanted her in their lives. She can be needy. I get that. But she's working on it. She's more than worth the effort.

But now another friend is putting her through a similar ordeal. Because of this, she's afraid to spend time with any of her other friends now, for fear that she will get upset and lose them too. So everyday she's called me and we've spoken for hours. She's lonely and hurt, and she is not coming home for Thanksgiving.

And I'm laying in a tub crying about the fact that my beautiful daughter that I love so much is feeling useless and wants to give up on everything because she's afraid of getting hurt again. And I can't help, because her mom telling her she has worth does not mean as much as a friend telling her that.

And I know today (since it's almost 3am) is supposed to be about giving thanks, but usually, what I'm most thankful for is having my family around, and they're not all around this year. I miss my girls. I'm scared for them in so many ways, especially with our new president. And I'm powerless. And sitting in a tub, crying at 3am, after an amazing day of theatre.

So, do me a favor? Tell someone that they are worthy and loved today.

I thank you all for being there for me when I need you. Let's all be there for each other.

I'm gonna get out of the tub now. I'll have Scott read this when he wakes up, and help me decide if I should post it or not (if you are reading this, then he must have said yes).

Happy Thanksgiving

I'm gone

I know I've been absent a lot recently. I'm sorry. Sadly (for me, anyway) that's not going to change anytime soon.

I've spent the last six months 100% engrossed in politics. All of my free time was spent listening to podcasts, reading articles, or watching the news. I figured, when the election was over I'd be back to normal. I could sleep again. Life would be good.

I was wrong. My worst nightmares came true, and I honestly can't cope.

On election night I had a panic attack so bad that a friend gave me a Xanax to calm me down. I have stayed completely away from almost all media since then.

I know there are probably some good people who voted for him (I can't even bring myself to say his name anymore), but I am not yet able to forgive them. I do not understand why anyone would vote for the least experienced person to ever run for president over the most experienced. The only reasons I can conceive is that they couldn't handle a woman as a leader, or they are as racist, sexist, homophobic, misogynistic as the leaders they have voted for.

This directly affects my family, since my children fall into numerous categories that he has insulted and offended.

I love Hillary. I wanted her to win. Not because she wasn't him, but because she truly cared about everything that is important to me. I resent Wikileaks, Russia, the FBI, and the electoral college for the parts they played in her defeat. The only thing getting me out of bed these days is the fact that Hillary actually won; she had over a million more votes than he did. She should be our president.

See. I'm way too emotionally compromised. Until I can cope with the world as it is, I need to ignore it.

And I'm busy. Today, Scott, Bucky, and I drove to San Francisco again. Scott will be spending the next three days at Google's Tiltbrush as an Artist in Residence and I will be hanging with Bucky, ignoring the world. (Oh, right, GameNight gang: no GN on this Friday).

When we get back home, I'll be actually busy! I'm stage managing the YAE (Young Artist Ensemble)'s CTFE (Conejo Theater For Everyone) production of Little Mermaid! I can count on the next few months being busy enough to keep my mind occupied.

But I don't think I can be online for a bit. Not until I don't start hyperventilating whenever I think of all the horrors the next four years might bring. When I can breathe again, I'll figure out what I can do to help the cause. Maybe I'll volunteer somewhere. For now, however, I'm gone.

I will still get my mail and check comments on things I've posted. So I'm still very much reachable. And if you write, I WILL answer! Who knows, maybe I'll get up the energy to write up this trip; it's only Day One and we've already had a surprise Craig Thompson encounter and a panic call home because I stupidly forgot to bring my meds on the trip!

It promises to be an interesting few days, though, without my anti-depressants we'll see what kind of shape I'll be in.

So, yeah. I'm here if you want me, but I'm not gonna be reading anything for fear of having yet another panic attack. It's not you, it's me, honest! I do care. Just right now, I care a little too much. So for my sanity, and health I won't be looking. But you can find me and talk to me. I miss you all. We'll get through this.

SDCC: we will be there tomorrow!!

It's almost time for SDCC (San Diego Comic-Con for those confused)! I figured I should come out of hibernation to do my annual Before-Con-Post. So here I am.

Yes, we will be going to Con this year. And by we, I mean Scott, Sky, Winter, and me. It will be the first time the four of us will be in the same place since New Year's. I'm looking forward to that almost more than anything.

We will not have a booth, but we will be around on Wednesday through Monday. And if one of us is on a panel, then the rest will likely be there as well. But we're not on too many panels: on Thursday, Sky is on Maggie Thompson's Spotlight Panel (Maggie decided to make it about growing up in a fandom family, instead of just about her). On Saturday, Scott is on a panel at the library, as part of the Comics Art Conference. That's about it for panels, but Scott will also be interviewed at Comic Con HQ, on Thursday afternoon at the Hilton (I think?) and that's open to even people who don't have a badge. I think we're both going to do some kind of round table thing after Scott's interview.

Winter will be running around looking like a character from Steven Universe. She sewed it herself. It's pretty awesome.

Now for my yearly reminder: if you see me, and you know me (or just recognize me) PLEASE come say hi! But, if I look like I'm not sure who you are, that's ME not YOU! I have trouble remembering faces. I frequently don't recognize people I know. You might look familiar to me, and I might not know why. Because of this, I almost never initiate contact. I'm always worried that I'm wrong. So PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE, say hi! It will make my day. I promise. Just remind me who you are, so we don't have one of those horribly embarrassing moments!

And if you saw me last year, the wheelchair was an anomaly. I'm back on my own two feet this year. My back is not great, but it's normal bad, not wheelchair bad.

I will try to tweet things we are doing, so you can come find us at other times.

If this is your first time at Con, my advice to you is: figure out what's the most important thing you want to make sure you do, and try for that. Crowds are ridiculous, so be prepared to wait a long time for things. Don't get your hopes up that you will see everything you want to—unless they're all in the same room and you queue super early—you will be disappointed. If you're more interested in things other than new movies and tv shows, you have a better chance of getting into things. People are mostly super nice, but the crowds and heat, etc will sometimes wear people down, so some encounters might be fraught. There is water everywhere; make sure you drink it! Remember to enjoy what you get to do. Meet people on line! If you're waiting for the same thing, you are starting with something in common!

Okay, enough of Con. I'll try to post something every evening of SDCC, but I'm not going to promise, just in case.

As for me: I've not been doing great lately. My depression is still making itself felt despite the meds. I think it's the summer. I'm not a fan. Too hot. It makes me sick. And the accident didn't help.

Oh, hey, I've not written in so long, I've not told anyone about the car accident! I was in a car accident. First time in my life that I was in an accident while driving (and I've driven hundreds of thousands of miles). And it WAS TOTALLY NOT MY FAULT!! I was stopped at a light. Completely stopped. And an older gentleman REAR-ENDED ME! I was preparing to make a right-hand turn, so I was leaning forward looking for oncoming traffic on the left. Scott and Winter were in the car; they were unharmed, but since I was leaning forward, I got thrown back. My back has been hurting ever since, but, as I was in the hospital for my back year ago, it's hard to tell if it's hurting more, or just normal Ivy pain.

I was very lucky, in that the driver did not hit and run. And he had very good insurance! Since everyone agreed that I was in no way at fault, his insurance paid for everything! If mine had paid, I would've had to pay a deductible, and a rental would not have been included. In the end the bill was huge, it took over a month to repair it, and I got a rental for the entire time, and paid nothing! So even though the experience was rather harrowing for me, looking back, I know it could've been so much worse. And my car is back. So, yay!

I know when I started writing this the other day, I'd planned on writing much more; like telling you about our newest dog (Mom's, not mine). But I'm starting to feel overwhelmed by life again, so I'm gonna stop here.

Hopefully, I'll be back tomorrow, after day one of Con.

Here's a picture of Tootsie, the newest member of our household:

The Reports of my Death...


Well, I really failed at my "I will post everyday" plan. I have a good excuse. Well, I have an excuse, you can decide if it's good:

My last post we were still in San Francisco. Sky had just arrived. It was awesome having her with us. That part was great. Sadly, she also brought tension and conflict. Well, she didn't, her housemates did. So I blame them. Their threatening texts and emails began the first night we had Sky. It's all very long and complicated, but suffice it to say, we spent every evening dealing with their machinations. In the end we failed, and Sky's housemates took all of Sky's belongings out of the apartment and put them in storage, and changed the locks on the doors, in a very final way of ousting her. I don't know how legal this all was, but the lawyer I spoke to felt that we might have a case, but it would be more trouble than gain.

So, yeah. The rest of our time in SF was fun during the day; tension at night. By the time I had any time to write again, I was too stressed. And then I was too busy.

So now, weeks later, I'm back to fill in the gaps. And I've gotten the bad stuff out of the way!

Let's see, a quick wrap up of our time at the Exploratorium:

We got to go to the studio of Bret Victor. Bret is looking to change the world. I hope he succeeds, because the world he envisions is an awesome place. Wow. The demos he showed us were like magic, and even after he explained them, it was still hard not to see it as magic.

Roman Mars (of 99% Invisible fame) came to the Exploratorium to talk with us. This was Sky's idea, and it was a very good one! Despite his disdain for sourdough bread (which is just WRONG), Roman Mars is pretty awesome. We all had a great time talking with him!

There was also a dinner with Raina Telgemeier, and another with Patrick Farley. Both are people we adore and don't see nearly enough of, so those nights remain as gifts in my memory.

There were many other wonderful times (doing the Tactile Dome with Sky, whose lack of sight was an advantage; hanging out with our host, Claire, who is a font of amazing...), but then our time was over.

From SF, Scott drove Bucky and himself back home, while I flew to Portland with Sky and Samwise. I was supposed to be there for emotional support dealing with the dog on the plane (Samwise is not a great traveler). In the end, I was as much support for Sky who was coming back to her adopted home state, but to no home. I had a six hour layover during which I got her settled in a hotel for a few days, went to lunch with her, then left her and Samwise to catch my flight to Seattle.

(Sky is now almost settled in a new place: she's in a temporary room there, but will officially move to a more permanent place at the end of the month. Things are good)

I went to a fan convention in Seattle. I was still a bit overwhelmed by recent events so I spent much of my time alone, which is kinda the opposite of what I was there for. The time I did spend with people was pretty awesome (The conversations with friends at the con will resonate for a long time) and the time I spent alone was much needed, so I have no regrets. I even got to spend time (away from the con) with my friend Mary, who recently(ish) moved to Seattle from CA, and whom I miss muchly.

From Seattle, I flew back home, met up with Scott and we went to Irvine together so Scott could be the keynote speaker at an event at Blizzard. It was fascinating to get a glimpse of their world. And, omg, those people are talented! And they gave us the coolest gift ever! Maybe I'll post a pic at some point.

We also managed to snag a (delicious) dinner with Larry Marder and his gal Vicki while we were in the area!

Next it was back home again to mountains of laundry and a Game Night, since we were actually there on a Friday! On Sunday we were at the LA Book Fair. Scott had one of the last panels of the event at 4:30pm! He was interviewed by Ben Blacker (from Thrilling Adventure Hour). Scott expected it to be sparsely attended since it was so late, but he was wrong. It was a good sized crowd! And the signing line afterwards took long enough to go through that the fair was almost all packed up by the time we were done! Which was great, except for the fact that we needed to get on the road!

We only managed a few hours that night, but the next several days consisted of driving, sleeping, and drinking far too much Diet Dr Pepper. We made it to Connecticut in time for dinner with our hosts from the Avon Free Library. Have I mentioned how much I like librarians? So much!

Let's see. That brings us up to this past Saturday. And AvonCon. Scott did the keynote speech at the end of the day, but we got to spend the rest of the day hanging out at the con. It was tiny, and wonderful. A very good day.

Sunday I left Scott to do a quick trip to Syracuse to help Winter with some stuff. I got to meet her boyfriend (who I totally approve of) and her academic counselors and advisers. It's great to know that she has lots of much needed support.

From Syracuse on Monday I drove back to CT to pick up Scott, then we spent two days driving to here. Arkadelphia.

Tomorrow we spend the day hanging out at Henderson State University with our old friend Randy Duncan.

Wow. So long. Sorry. But I'm caught up now? Maybe I can let go of the guilt I've been feeling over my long absence? Maybe.

If I have time tomorrow, maybe I can write something interesting? If you've read this far, thanks! You're a real glutton, but I promise to be less boring next time!

The Weekend

We've kinda done almost nothing this weekend.

Saturday we acquired a Sky and a Samwise. Sky has already forced us to be more adventurous; we had dinner last night at a food cart pizza place, today Sky and I got Indian food at a cute place that had outside seating so we could take the dogs, and tonight Sky and Scott left me with the dogs while they went to a veggie Mexican place Sky likes.

And, well, that's really all we've done. Sky and I got ice cream last night. We walked the dogs several times. Does that count?

I promise tomorrow will be more exciting. In the meantime, here's a pic Scott took of Sky and I and the four legged boys (Bucky's rather blurry).


Exploratorium Days Four and Five

So, I failed to post yesterday, but to be fair, it was a somewhat fraughtful day. And by the time I had time to write, I was just too tired.

To be honest, I'm too tired right now, but I'm not skipping two days, one was bad enough. I am putting off answering people until I'm more awake. Sorry.

Yesterday. Yesterday started with Scott waking up with a mouth full of blood. Pretty gross, actually. It was his tooth. Again. And it hurt. He called his dentist who wasn't concerned. Scott even took a picture of his mouth to send to her. She said sometimes this happens. It was a difficult extraction and Scott is just one of the lucky few that get to be in pain longer. Ug. I made him take half of his last pain pill.

We were supposed to have a lunch discussion, but once Claire, our host, found out about Scott's pain and blood, she chose to not remind people, so it was just a small group for lunch. But we hung out and chatted and showed each other stuff on YouTube. As you do.

Then Scott and I (and Bucky) got to spend some real time playing on the museum floor. I took three picture. Here they are:

(Scott took more, I'll have to post some of his later)

After we played for awhile, we went to a meeting with the web team. What they are doing with the website is awesome! You should check it out: look at the stuff under the EXPLORE heading! I love their perspective on everything.

Since yesterday was Thursday the museum was open late. They are open on Thursdays from 6-10pm for adults only. We wanted to stay and see one of the presentations, but by then Scott's mouth was starting to hurt again, so we decided it was best to leave. By the time we'd gotten dinner for ourselves and Bucky it was after 10pm and we were fairly drained. Hence the decision not to write last night.

Today we got up late. Scott was interviewed by a reporter from NBC who wrote an article that appeared online about an hour after he spoke to Scott. So weird. It was about Batman and Superman.

We then went to the museum in time to talk to the teen "Explainers." When I worked at The Children's Museum we were "Interpreters" but it was the same thing. They are the ones who work on the floor with the guests. These guys had that teen enthusiasm mixed with boredom. It was great. We later bumped into a couple of them and they were super enthusiastic about Scott's talk. Like I said, they were great.

We also got to say goodbye to Larry. I'm still sad that Sky (who arrives tomorrow) won't get to meet him. I would've loved to listen to them talk to each other.

I did get a picture of Larry and Scott together:

We spent the rest of the day on the museum floor until closing. Then we walked in the opposite direction from our hotel for the first time this week, and found The Ferry Building (I think that's what it was called). Lots of places to eat. So we did. Then we walked back to our hotel. We have been walking a minimum of five miles a day according to my phone. Today we walked seven miles.

We took Bucky out for a before-bed-walk and visited with the sea lions. No trip too SF is complete without a visit to the sea lions.

It's now 11:30pm, Scott is asleep and I probably should be, too. So I shall say goodnight and post this.

Exploratorium Day Three

The first thing we did at the museum today was go to a talk. One of the staff did a report on his recent trip to Boston hanging out at the Harvard Museums. He also spoke about a project he's been working on for decades. Not sure how much I'm allowed to talk about, so I'll just say that I was fascinated, and I think we'll be meeting with him later, and I'm so glad. Have I mentioned that the people who work at the museum are amazingly smart? 'Cause they are.

Next in our ultra exciting day was a walk to Safeway to buy me soda.

Okay, that was sarcastic, it was an exciting day, just the walking to Safeway wasn't.

As our time here continues we have more and more things in the schedule. We start out slow. Our only other museum thing was a conversation with the After Dark gang (After Dark is a program where there are special events on the 1st Thursday of the month-they are open late on Thursdays). They wanted to pick Scott's brain for ideas on an upcoming theme. I think we helped. I know they got me excited enough that I'd love to come back in November to see what they eventually wind up doing!

And that was it for the museum part of our day. Well, we bought hats for both of us, but I'm not sure that's interesting enough to include.

Our evening was spent having dinner with Andrew Farago, Shaenon Garrity, and their beautiful son, Robin. They are awesome people, and we had an awesome time.

The only pictures I took all day were a bunch of pics of Robin. He is not only beautiful, but very smart. He's not two yet and already has a huge vocabulary. He's quite the charmer.

I'm not good at picking, so I'm going to post a few of pictures of him (and Andrew, but he's incidental):

Tomorrow will be a much fuller day. I expect the post will be longer as well.

Exploratorium, Day Two

I promised pictures. I only took four today, I'm gonna post them all.

While walking to the Exploratorium, we saw this! Very cool:

I spent much of today in the Library of the Exploratorium. Scott was looking at books there, and I was hanging with Bucky. And reading stuff on my iPad.

At noon, Scott did a brown bag get together thing with the staff. Here's a picture I took as he was getting ready to start:

And here's more of the audience:

(Sitting next to me is Larry, whose name will come up again, shortly)

After the lunch talk, Scott and I had lunch. I know, such excitement.

By now Scott's mouth was hurting again, so he went back to our hotel while I stayed with Bucky back in the library. This got weird when a meeting moved in. I enjoyed eavesdropping, but I couldn't move since I had Bucky but not his leash (it was in another part of the library, I had to go past their meeting to retrieve it, if I did, Bucky would get upset). Eventually Scott returned and rescued me.

Then it was off to a reception in Scott's honor. It was supposed to last 90 minutes, but was still going strong an hour after the scheduled end time! We left then so I could feed poor Bucky, who had been wonderfully patient.

Then we met up with Larry (told you he'd be back) and had a great dinner with him. Our conversation was engrossing enough that we closed the restaurant!

And now it's after 11pm and we're going to bed. I leave you with a picture of Bucky being regal: