Normally, Val gets up to shower sometime between 6:30 and 7:00. Sadie still barks when she comes down, so when Sadie barked this morning, I realized that I had overslept. I wondered why, and I looked at my alarm clock.
It said 12:47.
Crap. The clock stopped working. Now I'll have to get a new clock.
It didn't occur to me until I actually woke up that she had just come downstairs at 12:47 in the morning. Sometimes I can be rather dense.
Barb is catapulted next week into museum mode. She is working a new installation, and it's going to be an intense push to finish in time, so I'm on my own for stuff next week. I may end up doing some camera tests if the weather gets relatively nice. There are some special effect shots that I want to try, and I'm actually eager to find out if I can indeed do what I want to do.
BTW, for those of you who aren't aware of (or couldn't attend) Convergence, the lovely chebutykin has posted a mind-swapping convention update on the Cthulhu Coffee site. Particular attention should be paid to the Guardian of Forever pictures, the zombie pictures, and the clay sculpture pictures, as I, yes I was a contributor to some of the convention memories this year. :)
Hey, I'll take recognition where I can get it, right?
Seriously, Cheb has done a marvelous job in documenting conventionosis (the disease of going to Convergence), and it's well worth a look. Go there now. I'll wait.
Major-league gladness that it's friday, and the weekend is imminent. I still need to unpack a lot of stuff from the convention and restore the studio and basement to some level of workability, and start in on plans for next year.
And perhaps pick up a weed-whacker. Our house is starting to look like a jungle invasion.