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Thanksgiving
And so ends my first trip back to the Fleming family thanksgiving in five years. Well, it's not ended entirely yet, as I'm writing this just before three in the morning, under two hours before we have to leave, but you get the idea. My sleep schedule disappeared, and I figured it'd be easier to stay up with the television for a help.
I'd forgotten how distressing having a television could be. There's basic cable here, and it spent a while constantly on, until we were all sick of those same damn commercials. Yet it stayed on. It's on even now (Back to the Future!) and I'm not pleased with the concept, but it has kept me up all night. This is the only way I could think to make my sleep schedule work, sadly, and will make tomorrow (today, by the time this is posted) and Sunday interesting, but here I am. And, now people are waking up, stuff is mostly packed, and it'll be back to the airport.
I will say, though, that (for all you xkcd fans out there) James Bond has in fact been strapped to a centrifuge and nearly crushed by turning it up all the way. Unfortunately, it's not make a big deal of, is near the beginning of the movie, and is performed by a minion rather than a smarmy villain, but it still cracked me up.
And now, nearly twelve hours later, I'm unpacked, showered, caught up on comics and settled back in here. Regularly scheduled programming and all that.
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I'd forgotten how distressing having a television could be. There's basic cable here, and it spent a while constantly on, until we were all sick of those same damn commercials. Yet it stayed on. It's on even now (Back to the Future!) and I'm not pleased with the concept, but it has kept me up all night. This is the only way I could think to make my sleep schedule work, sadly, and will make tomorrow (today, by the time this is posted) and Sunday interesting, but here I am. And, now people are waking up, stuff is mostly packed, and it'll be back to the airport.
I will say, though, that (for all you xkcd fans out there) James Bond has in fact been strapped to a centrifuge and nearly crushed by turning it up all the way. Unfortunately, it's not make a big deal of, is near the beginning of the movie, and is performed by a minion rather than a smarmy villain, but it still cracked me up.
And now, nearly twelve hours later, I'm unpacked, showered, caught up on comics and settled back in here. Regularly scheduled programming and all that.
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