A coworker gave me a registration form for a charity dog walk. I was reading the brochure, and noticed in the "details" section that as part of the walk, they are raffling off a "genuine City of Seabrook fire hydrant." What more could a dog want?

My calves are still aching from skiing. That's bizarre. Usually its my quads and usually it only lasts a day. Ache ache ache.

Last night, three very lonely dogs slept in my bed. I don't know where Roxy and Zoya (the Mendeck's dogs) got the idea they were allowed in my bed (well, I can guess). But I woke up this morning and the entire lower half of my body was covered by creatures. I am such a heavy sleeper, I didn't even notice them climb up, probably sometime in the middle of the night. They were really funny, when I woke up they looked at me with this "if I'm going to get in trouble, well, it was worth it"-look. And Apache just indigninantly jumped off the bed.

Oh, and if you are lucky enough to have Aliens of the Deep playing anywhere near you, you should go see it. I am aquainted with two of the "stars" of the movie and it was supported, at least in a minor way, out of the same part of mission control where I helped out during the NEEMO mission. In one of the cooler celebrity visits here, James Cameron gave us a special screening and talked for a little while about the experience, and what I saw looked spectacular! Go see it!