GIP And A Very Minor Update

I've been re-reading The Salmon of Doubt which, for some inexplicable reason, completely failed to stick in my memory after the first reading. I can't imagine why, as it's a great collection. Sometimes, us fannish types get a wee bit fixated on the Hitchhikers' Guide series and forget, well, the rest of Douglas Adams' career.

(Admittedly, I wanted to entirely forget Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency the first time I read it, but it has since grown on me, and I'll cheerfully eat crow about that one, as needed.)

So TSoD is proving a rather nice re-acquaintance with Adams' work and, to a lesser degree, his life in general.

I know, it's not much of a post, but that's pretty much all I'm getting up to at the moment, unless you count re-listening to various BFAs as I'm pottering around the house - and I'm taking a break from the Great EDA Read-A-Thon, lest I burn out on the little devils...

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Emergency costume is three-quarters done, in that the skirt is completely finished and the shirt almost ditto, but I have to hem the sleeves, determine the finished length of said shirt and put a bunch of fiddly appliqués on the damn thing which I just know it'll take me forever to place them properly.

(guessed what it is, yet? I won't be surprised if you have, I've talked about it, before)

Tomorrow, I start packing, try to salvage the show-and-tell bit I hoped to bring to the Crafty Tardis panel (something went horribly wrong in the final steps, dammit. Educational, yes, but irritating) and, time permitting, see if I can bash out a prop to go with said emergency costume. I'm not going to lie awake at night about that latter, though, as there's a strong possibility that, once completed, I won't have the room to pack it.

And, oh yeah, there's that whole dinner with the family thing that I'm supposed to be getting ready for. If I forget to make carrots, bring some folding chairs, a couple bottles of wine and god knows what else, I'm a dead fangrrl.