Actually an eventful weekend

Despite the boring weekend I had planned, it actually turned out rather busy. On Friday evening, our division had a going-away party for someone I didn't even know. So, I hadn't actually planned on attending the party. But the couple people in my work group that did know him said that didn't matter and dragged me along anyway. It was lot's of fun, even though I finally cut out at about 10 p.m. because I was starved (they only had hamburgers and hotdogs) and I was running out of witty, intelligent conversational topics.

I am very disappointed I left early, because at about 11 p.m., conversation broke down and the keg-stands began (including one participant from our group). Since I have never seen a keg stand, I was quite upset when I found out I missed it. For those of you who still haven't figured out what I'm talking about, a keg stand is when someone stands on their hands on top of a keg of beer (with people holding his legs up) and drinks out of the nozzle as long as they can. Ah, I love working for NASA.

And on Saturday

I arrived home to a very upset puppy who pooped in her crate for the first time ever - a big, bad, no no. (Though, don't worry, I've divined a solution to this problem -- well, actually Gavin came up with the solution, she is going to spend a few days a week in Gavin and Jen's backyard with their dog while I am away at work). But more importantly, I also had a phone call from someone who needed sailing crew for Saturday.

Whoo hoo, I spent Saturday as crew in a mini-Regatta, doing a fine job indeed, though not winning anything (there were only four boats and we were kinda practicing anyway), since one of the other boats was being skippered by the wife of an America's Cup sailor.

That night I met a bunch of people to go see Sum of All Fears, which I highly recommend. Afterwards, we went to Matt's apartment to watch the Mothman Prophecies, which totally freaked me out. For those of you who have seen it before, let's just say I drove home in the dark on long, empty roads. And evil Matt told me today that he was going to call my cell phone after I left and fake the spooky calls that were part of the movie. Ag, I totally didn't sleep that night until the sun started rising.

And in politics

Scarily from a bleeding heart liberal like myself, I am going to post another National Review article (where you find Over 60 conservative columnists at your fingertips. This time, a "feminist" perspective on why we should go to Mars. I think that the author meant it to be tongue-and-cheek, but, well, read it.