Since the New Doctor Who is going to be so rockingly cool (and hopefully it’ll eventually be broadcast here in the States) I’ve decided to make an icon just to honor the show. It’s taken me ages to do this so that it would be under the requisite 40kb, but I managed to get it out the way I wanted it to. 🙂 Enjoy! You’ll probably see it around.

Haven’t written in a couple of days. Just not been in the writing mood. (Haven’t been in a bad mood or anything, just not in a “writing my LJ update” mood.) Had a weekend sans the folks – they were off in California. I picked ’em up from the airport late last night. And so this evening, they took me out for supper to say “thanks.”

We went to the Outback Steakhouse and I had steak & those lovely grilled shrimp they have. Plus creamy onion soup – that’s a new one for me. It was all yummy. And we followed that up with a quick trip to Meijer where I picked up Columbo Season 2 on DVD. Woohoo! Once I finish watching The Monkees season 2, I’ll watch Columbo. 🙂

Ah, last night was one of my Cat Nap nights. Meanwhile, Leo slept the whole night through, I think. Damn cat…

Anyhoo, I had one very long dream which started out like one of those BadBoy Lawyers style programs (Boston Legal?) only it was a bunch of businessmen on a ship out on the ocean. There were some guys who wanted to get rid of some of their coworkers by pushing them overboard. But our hero (who at this point wasn’t any particular actor) manages to elude them, only to have them attempt to shoot at him, so he jumps…overboard. Um, yeah, brilliant move.

So now our hero, who is slowly developing (middle aged, tall, broad shouldered, gotta be strong, ah hell, might as well make it Sylvester McCoy instead) is out floating on the ocean & thinking of his young wife (Elizabeth Adare, of course) who is expecting their first child… Or something. And so far, he’s not dead. Indeed, he manages to survive for a long time (years? You know how dreams are, they seem to make sense at the time) and maybe he’s actually a Time Lord. Or not. (Once the character is played by Sylv, it often becomes rather Time Lordy.) And he gets rescued by a young couple on a yacht. He’s still got all of his money on him and can pay them lots of money for helping him. And he plots a way to get back at the folks in his company. But most importantly of all, he wants to see his wife. And finally meet his child. And he refuses to ever eat sashimi again for as long as he lives (cuz that’s all he’s eaten since he was trapped at sea).

Well, before I get the chance to see the reunion between this businessman and his loving (younger) wife, I must have woken up & fallen asleep again, because the dream has changed. Now the setting is my old bedroom from when I lived at the folks. But this isn’t the ACTUAL one, it’s the stylized one that always shows up in my dreams. And Amy & Rachel are there. Amy’s making Martian Rockets^* (there’s charred paper towels floating in the air). And Rachel’s making Volcano Cakes. Which, in the dream, apparently are tall cakes with a square base & you ignite them. When they burn up (like when you pour concentrated sulfuric acid on sugar), you get an interesting pattern (Rachel made this cool thing with a large devil or troll leaning against a red chimney). And then I woke up.

Dreams are so much fun! 🙂

^*I was trying to find a website to describe what I’m talking about here. It’s a trick where you roll up a paper towel into a column & lightly tape it. Then you light the top of it on fire. It burns down to just a bit of charred towel, which floats up higher & higher. When I first saw this trick, it was a lady at a B-WISER camp doing this (Amy, correct me if I’m wrong – I’m pretty sure it was Lisa). She called it a Martian Rocket and she told a story about how the Martians did everything backwards – the lit the top of their rocket & yet they were finally able to get off the ground anyways. So I’ve always thought of these as Martian Rockets.

This morning before it was alarm time, I received a phone call. “Two hour delay.” Oooh! Yes! I set the clock’s alarm to an hour later and fell back to snooze some more.

Then, while I was reading e-mail later in the morning, I got a second call. No, not the “School is closed” call, but the call from the ‘rents saying they were nearly ready to head off to the airport. (Another week in Santa Rosa for them, lucky pair!) I decided to get dressed (was still in jammies) and go next door. As I was putting on my school clothes, I had one of the local stations on and was reading the other school delays & closures. And then “Newton Local School: Closed” showed up. Ooooh!

So I called the ‘rents and said I’d drive them to the airport. I already knew they’re getting back LATE on Monday, but I’ve done it before and I can do it again. Shortly after that call, I got my official “school’s closed” call. Then I drove the parents in the icky weather and got them safely to the airport. And got myself safely back to town. I stopped into the school to do a couple of things, then got my mail, then went home.

What’s a girl to do all day when she’s off work? Play City of Heroes, of course! I played from about noon until five something. Managed to get Icy Hot Man up from level 13 to 14. (Since I’m not a power leveler, that’s an accomplishment.) And then spent the rest of the time watching The Monkees.

It was a lovely day for a snow day. 🙂