So that handy-dandy gizmo Gizmo Guy installed two days ago cr*pped out last night and crashed both my computers. So that's being pulled out today. Apparently it's either one of those things where you have no problems with it, or it gives you lots of problems. *sigh* I was so hoping to have the two systems on my desk so I could close the door. Ah, well.
After the Christmas tree and all the decorations come down this weekend, the Big Mac will be moved up to the living room. (Don't forget that you have to have your decorations down by January 6th or you'll have bad luck for the rest of the year -- at least according to my mother, who claims that's because it's the end of the twelve days of Christmas. What the Orthodox who celebrate Christmas on the 6th do, I have no idea.)
Also on tap for today is to finish two interviews I've been putting off and I just can't delay them any more. The reason I've been putting one off is because I have to send a head shot with it. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. I hate pictures of myself. I don't suppose I could send this shot taken in 1968, could I?
How about a shot taken of me ten years later - on my honeymoon?
Or the one taken of me in San Francisco in 1983. That one's not too bad. I can live with that one.
But any picture taken of me after then? Ugh Ugh Ugh.
There's this one Gizmo Guy took of me in Banff in 2006. I was telling him to wait until I got the branch out of my face. He replied "What branch?" and shot the picture anyway.
Then there's this picture taken in 2008 at Niagara Falls.
Both reasons why I've finally faced the fact that I need to take charge of my health, etc. I guess I'm going to have to bite the bullet and get a professionally done head shot.
Maybe I'll just go with this anime picture of me.