Crazy Ladybugs

Crazy Ladybugs

News Flash! East Coast Blogmeet unqualified success!

And it was pretty darned cool, if I do say so myself. The fact that I had no idea from whence passengers deplaning from international flights would emerge was eventually figured out in time, i.e. I was there when Ricardipus came through the door and he didn't see me wandering about the airport, camera around neck, looking like a rube lost in the big city. In my defense, I've only ever met domestic flights at this airport.

And he was not 4'8" so the T-shirt might actually fit. AND he had a fab T-shirt and coffee mug for me!

Not only did the the first East Coast Blogmeet come off without a hitch, it featured the inaugural appearance of the Amazing Balancing Fish (TM), our 'apropo to the locale' answer to Misty's Duck Balancers Utd.

We showed each other pics of our families - the cute wee Ricardipi, the lovely Mrs. Ricardipus and the not nearly as wee as the R'pi, Wrathlets - he had his first 'how-to-tell-you're-back-in-Canada' fix of Tim Horton's coffee (lifeblood of all Canucks) and we flapped our gums for several hours about ought and nought whilst touring the broad expanse of the local airport. Okay, you can see both ends from the middle and walk it in about 3 minutes but ya gots ta work with what ya gots ta work with.

So, all in all, a success. And to express my amazement at actually meeting the creator of that delightful line-drawing avatar and to match Ricardipus' Sam Gamgee quote, as Sam said when he finally found Frodo, "You're not dreaming at all..." said Sam. "It's real. It's me."

Waiting for the 1st Annual ECB

It's 6:45 p.m. local time, which makes it 10:15 p.m. GMT, which means Ricardipus has already boarded his plane at Heathrow. According to the trusty airport website, his flight is on time, which is peculiar as it's not supposed to have taken off yet, so that's a neat trick.

Unbeknownst to him, I have a T-shirt from the local geological museum for him featuring a silk screen of trilobites, which should please him as he's one of those scientist types. I hope it's the right size. If he turns out to be 4'8", I'm in trouble. Or he has a new nightshirt.

I also have some balancing accoutrements. Not ducks. Oh no. Something more apropos to the locale. "What?" you ask in excitement, "WHAT???"

You'll just have to wait for the photos.

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Update 5:00 a.m. - What a lovely, sweet man. More after I've had some sleep.

Ba-rooo!

You Are a Beagle Puppy

Cheerful, energetic, and happy go lucky. And you're sense of smell is absolutely amazing!

What Breed of Puppy Are You?

My Daemon

Update I removed the Flash image because it was messing with the sidebar and driving the content to the bottom of the page on some people's monitors. 'Cause I'm all about making the readers happy, me.


For those of you who, for some reason, do not have Flash, here's what the others are seeing.
Except it does all kinds of cool Flash stuff, like change and sparkle and stuff. Don't you wish you had Flash. Huh? HUH???

And watch out. I got a leopard. Rarrrr!

And, hi Katherine!

And, what took you so long, Janet?