This weekend: some more weeding. Maybe I'll hang Christmas lights. Clean all the sap off my car (you know, a Christmas tree on the roof has that effect). Mow the lawn (hopefully for the last time at least for the next few months). Go see Nick in the Nutcracker (I asked "Are you nervous?" and he responded in an almost-British slightly-imperial tone "I never get nervous before I perform"). Maybe I'll run the Reindeer Run (mostly because I want to run in antlers!).

Roommates are really funny. You would not BELIEVE the conversation we had last night while snacking on fudge covered oreos. It ended with Kennda saying "This better not show up in your journal tomorrow!" and Nick laughing nervously, so that's all I'm going to say about that.

I've been thinking a lot about space policy lately. The rumor mills are indicating that the President is about to make some sort of vision statement for the space program. In the articles I've read, the President's team is trying to create a Kennedy-esque moment for him about some policy to top his agenda in a re-election year. As much as I hope in my heart this is a renewed push for manned space exploration -- well, I just don't think it could work in the political climate of today.