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Life List

Okay, I was inspired by Maggie Mason and I've decided to make a life list as well. There's too many things that I want to do, that I might not get to do, unless I have a constant reminder of how much I want it, if that makes any sense.

My Life List's first entry?

1.) Attend the Kentucky Derby (infield doesn't count)
I've been to Churchill Downs many times, for the Derby museum and the track tour. Early evening on the first Saturday in May always finds me in front of my TV, often with a mint julep in hand, watching the paddock cams and waiting for the race. One day I want to be there, in the stands, wearing a fabulous hat and watching the Run for the Roses. When I make this happen (think positive, right?), I fully intend to spend the week in Louisville, partaking in Derby week, watching Thunder over Louisville from an excellent spot, maybe even trying to swing tickets to the Oaks, to watch the ladies run.

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5.05 Reaction

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Alrighty folks. I will unfortunately be without teh intarwebs from today until Saturday. So pics, stories and such will have to wait until then. But they will come, I swear.

Well. That was unexpected.

Jensen Ackles is a brave, brave man. Seriously.

To all those to whom I said there wasn't a snowball's chance in hell of Jensen showing up at Steve's gig, I apologize. I was wrong.

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Vegemite vs Marmite

Since a friend from Down Under was kind enough to send me a tube of Vegemite, I can officially declare a preference! (I know you were all losing sleep over this :p)

I like Vegemite better. They're both very odd tastes, and not something I can see eating a lot of, but I prefer Vegemite. I don't know why, but it has a different taste. I also think it might make a nice addition to a homemade broth. Something to deepen the flavor a bit. I also prefer Vegemite's delivery system (tube) to Marmite's (jar). They may, and probably do, come in different containers if you live in the countries they're sold in. But the few times I've found Marmite here in the States, it's been in a wee jar. I am, however, mildly disturbed by the fact that the Vegemite seems to have no expiration date. Surely that can't be right.

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This really shouldn't surprise me

Yet it does.

TWoP has been pimping their Tubey awards for a while now, and I've been going through, voting in categories I have an opinion on. Supernatural's been in a lot of them, and I've voted for it where ever it popped up.

Until now.

Category:  Favorite Character

Nominees:
Barney Stinson (How I Met Your Mother)
Ben Linus (Lost)
Blair Waldorf (Gossip Girl)
Castiel (Supernatural)
Charlie Crews (Life)
Chuck Bartowski (Chuck)
Dean Winchester (Supernatural)
The Doctor (Doctor Who)
Lafayette (True Blood)
Sheldon (Big Bang Theory)

Um, excuse me? Isn't there something missing? Rather, someone?

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My friends...

...I have discovered heaven. At least I think I have. And heaven's name is www.eshakti.com

Never have I stumbled upon a site that was so chock full of things I wanted so badly. I even broke my self-imposed spending limit and bought a top from them. Once I receive it and find out how it fits, I shall know for sure if I have truly discovered heaven. However, I have reliable sources who swear this merchant's wares are excellent, so my hopes are high.

What I love:
  • Beautiful styling, prints, colors, and embroidery
  • Custom sizing - something that's immensely useful, no matter your size, because so few of us fit the average sizes just right
  • Reasonable prices

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After the Aussie con, and now Asylum...

...are the rules gonna change for photo ops at Creation events?

Because I have to say, I didn't pay $189 for a duo op in Vancouver if all I get is to stand between two chairs. I don't want hugs. I don't want anything special. I don't even care about the touching. Don't touch me, that's fine. Just stand up and at least pretend to take a good picture. If you can't even do that, then I'm not gonna take the time to take the damn thing. I feel awkward enough in photos as it is; I don't need to try and take a decent picture standing between two guys on bar stools. I'm irritated, can you tell?

Is it swine flu fears? Groping issues? Personal space issues? Time constraints? The apparently crappy organization of both the AHBL con and Asylum? What? Tell us SOMETHING, please. Have the guys somehow gotten big heads and decided they're too good to touch the fans? An answer, that's all I want. And if it's the latter option, then I am very, very disappointed. Shatner and Nimoy they are not. They are (or were) better than that. I don't want to believe that's the reason, and I'm reserving judgment until we either get a straight answer (not holding my breath on that) or things proceed as normal at the Vancouver con. I'm really, really hoping it's down to bad organization on the part of the event companies in Australia and England. Because all seemed normal in LA, and if I recall correctly, the first day in Australia. Then it all went to pot. 

Writer's Block: Strange Conversations

What's the best conversation you've ever had with a stranger—on a bus, in an elevator, at a cafe, etc.?
I have two contenders for best conversation. Both of them took place in Scotland.

The first was in a charity shop in Edinburgh. There were two girls working the till, and when I walked up to pay, I interrupted a discussion they were having. One of the girls turned to me and said "Do you see what I have to put up with?" I grinned at her as her coworker squawked indignantly. The second girl pipes up and says "Aye, well at least I didn't give myself a black eye." Girl number one looks at me and says "I was putting my belt on, see?" As she mimed putting her belt on and buckling it she continued. "Then my hand slipped and I punched myself in the eye." I cracked up. That is an awesome and amusing story as it is, but coming from a total stranger, it was even better.

The second took place at a bus stop in Innerleithen, a little village in the Borders. We had stayed the night at Traquair House and we were waiting for the bus to take us back to Edinburgh. It was early on a Saturday morning, and the village was mostly asleep, but there were a few people walking their dogs, and ducking into the one or two shops that were open. As we stood in the shelter, with all of our luggage, a man walked by and smiled at us. "Going somewhere?" I laughed and nodded. He gestured to our luggage and said "Do you have room for me in there? Guess I should ask where you're going before I do that, shouldn't I?" I told him we were going home, and when he found out that home was Atlanta, he grinned even wider and said "Atlanta? Have they rebuilt it much since Sherman burned it?" I reassured him that it looked a lot better now, laughing all the while. He gave us each another smile, told us to have a safe journey, and tipped his hat to us. It was a very amusing and memorable encounter.