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An estimated $72 million w/e take for the new Twilight movie? Really, US?

My days off have been amazingly amazing. I got to hang with

atraxia Thursday and watch Star Trek for maybe the seventh time (this time with the ability to fastforward past Uhuru's painful attempt to literally blow Spock's anguish away in the lift, thankGOD), and then went to a Union-run professional issues conference Friday and today. The topics and discussions at the conference were surprisingly interesting, but I'm horrible at networking and I didn't have any friends attending with me so didn't stay for most of the pure socialization events. Tomorrow I intend to stay in early and then maybe venture out to have a professional attempt to salvage my hair (hot. mess. it's somewhat scary at this point.)

Little bros are both coming down for Thanksgiving, so Mother has decided we require 24+ lbs of turkey. I didn't know what to say to that besides inform her than Alton Brown states baking birds shouldn't be larger than 13 lbs in order to make sure they cook properly and aren't overly tough. So now I'm stuck with two 12 lb birds that I have to start brining. Thanks, Alton! I'll need to hunt down some kosher salt and two drink coolers with handy spouts in the bottom for draining tomorrow.

Why does Saturday TV suck? There aren't even any early morning cartoons to salvage my morning that are remotely engaging. And is it just me, or does TV in general stink? We pay for cable, have maybe 200+ channels at our disposal, and I spend approximately 2 hours a week (no lie) focused on any particular program. Otherwise I'm flipping mindlessly or the damn thing is playing in the background as I putt around on the computer (as it is and I am now).

And why do I now feel like Andy Rooney's hijacked my brain?

Yep, this entry is done.