Wednesday stuff

1. Today involves four hours of meetings. Joy. And by "joy," I mean "motherfucker," of course.

2. Last night ended up being the night that shadesong's parents took us all to Melting Pot (Elayna's favorite place). Yum. We had our usual -- swiss/gruyere for the cheese, mushroom salad, coq au vin for the entree, and Cookies and Cream Marshmallow Dream (with dark chocolate, of course) as dessert. Elayna put down seventeen shrimp and quite a few chocolate-covered marshmallows.

2.5 After dinner, I promptly went on a hunger strike for nearly twelve hours.

3. As noted by popfiend (who reads Lifehacker so the rest of us don't have to), you can now have an Amazon customer support rep call you!

3.5. That said, Amazon's 800 # is 800-201-7575, in case you prefer dealing with Amazon customer support the old-fashioned way.

4. Over in KOL, I had enough meat lying around, so I went ahead and bought the new familiar (the comma chameleon). The content just amuses the heck out of me, even if she's not completely practical.

4.5 Anyone know the new KOL recipes yet?

5. For anyone curious about the long, fucked-up history of the Monarch and Captain Atom characters in the DCU, Newsarama has a nice guide to them. The subtitle could very well be, "why yendi, a lifelong DC fan, only buys LSH and Shadowpact nowadays."

Time for the meetings to begin!

So cool

Thanks to muse0fire for pointing out that there's a limited-edition Lego-compatible playset of my third-favorite Ridley Scott work.

Now if only I had a spare $200 for something I can't even pretend I "need."

Maybe it'll make the DVD release

So, Helena Bonham-Carter is going to be in the next Harry Potter movie.

I do hope she gets one line that isn't in the book: "I haven't been fucked like that since Hogwarts."

There are snakes! On the cat!

As some might remember, we had a mild snake incident last fall.

So a few minutes ago, I went into my office, and saw Jack (the younger cat) walking with his back to me, with something in his mouth. I assume it was a cable or cord of some sort from the way it dangled, and went to grab it. He then gave a territorial meow and turned towards me, at which point I realized that it was yet another snake, still very much alive. I managed to spook Jack into dropping it, grabbed the snake (which was similar to the first one -- small, and probably scared to death), yelled for shadesong to open the door, and tossed the motherfucking snake onto the motherfucking porch.

Poor Jack is still stalking around my office, trying to see where his latest toy went.

Me, I just hope we've hit our yearly quota.