Shoulders and Sheratons

[mrissa]

Between my shoulder* and a wee doglet who is thrilled to death to have her monkeys sitting on sofas and the like, I've done a lot of my writing this week longhand. I think I'm making good progress, but it's hard to tell in my paper journal. I'm just going with it as a general feeling, though, and it's not like I will be strung up for guessing wrong. This is a rough draft. I'm allowed to misjudge chapter lengths one way or another. I'll probably do more of that this evening. I'm almost through this paper journal. I love getting to have a new paper journal, and I have candidates already lined up.

I have dug up my lj badge from last year to go on with my con badge. I still have a few other things to handle. So I guess I should handle them, then, and not mess around on lj. I keep reminding myself that I will be going up to the Ilium Sheraton** for day and evening of several days, not to Mars for the next five years, and that very few things are set in stone for me about this weekend, and behaving as though they were would be silly.

*My shoulder is still mad at me over the fall down the stairs last week, but it's somewhat better than before I went back in to get it fixed up again yesterday. Last night I had markgritter rub a sample packet of Biofreeze on it. It was supposed to be like IcyHot but not smelly. Hah. It smelled like Vick's. I kept waking up in the night thinking, "What is that stench? Oh, it's me." Not optimal.

**They took the top off when they changed hotel names. I think it looks very silly the new way, and the topless towers thing pops into my head every time I manage not to call it the RadSouth, which is all your fault since I wasn't even going to Minicons yet when it was still the Radisson, and you know who you are, so don't try to look innocent. (And yes I know I still call Dayton's "Dayton's." Clearly that's different.)

Comments

[columbina.livejournal.com]

As Spider Robinson once said: "Hey, remember when the towers first went topless?"

We may also, I think, cite Richard Armour: "The Iliad is not a poem about the ill. It is about Ilium, which is another name for Troy and not the new chemical added to a toothpaste."

Anyone who names a hotel "Ilium" deserves what they get.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

The only person who has named the hotel "Ilium" is me.

[dichroic.livejournal.com]

I would suggest that you avoid being around ships while attending a con at a hotel with topless towers. Or possibly cover your face.

[columbina.livejournal.com]

Ah, I read your free-association backwards. This is because of your ScanAm poker face, see.

Also because I am unwarrantedly silly today. Carry on.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

I don't even always know when I'm being ScanAm poker faced. It sometimes just happens.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Err, why, thank you!