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Hi, Sunday morning!

Friends-Only banner that would totally make my day: an animated picture of the door-lock-slap from "White and Nerdy". (No, I'm not going friends-only; it's just an amusing thought. If I were, though, I might totally use that.)

This weekend is not good for the visiting of the Darkside, as he is doing tech support (new ISP, glee, requiring re-working of the LAN) and still is infested with relatives. Tomorrow evening should be better for the calling.

I'm attempting to match schedules with Snarky Lady as much as possible while we are working on these things.

I found Dad on the web. There was a panel presentation at his former workplace. They spelled his name wrong. I can identify his laugh in the background noise in the tales of insanity and pranking. (The cackling is due to the audio recordings of same, hcolleen. Am not entirely mad.)

I got a high compliment tonight. Evidently when I rant, I rant well.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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