After a soul-suckingly hellacious couple of days in Corporate America, I submit the following Facts of My Tuesday:

• I remain happily up to my eyebrows in a fandom that has somehow managed to avoid descending into a snarling weasel-pit of shipwars. With a canonical triangle, yet. I have no earthly clue how this has happened, but I'm so not questioning it.
  
• It took five painless minutes and much less energy than it would have taken to run him through with my smallsword to submit an Angie's List report on the sewing machine repair guy from whom I finally got back my Bernina today after nine months. We loves Angie's List, yes we does, my preciousss.
  
• On a related note, I now have my Bernina again. neonhummingbird? We need to talk costumes soon if you're gonna have 'em for Worldcon.
  
• It was brought to my attention this morning :: kowtows in lizbetann's general direction :: that the 1982 Broadway revival of Camelot is FINALLY out on DVD.
  
• Cadbury's Creme Eggs are reliably and consistently yummy.
  
• Maureen O'Hara with a sword will never, ever not be cool.
  
• My "This way to the egress" mug (which each of the production staff received as a gift from the Barnum cast) is still made entirely of win.

As predicted. When I post properly about the weekend (which will take a while), it will be exceedingly long and fairly geeky (although I am not nearly as much of a fight geek as at least 80% of the people I spent the last three days with). For the moment, suffice it to say that it was awesome in the extreme.

Random synaptic firings: "The blood class has been moved to [a different room]." -- "There's something you don't hear very often." ... "Footwork footwork footwork! It hurts, but you gotta do it!" ... "Huh. I'm on the floor again. How did that happen?" ... "When they ask you where you learned to throw a punch like that, you say 'Dave Boushey taught me to throw a punch like that!'" ... "That was just twisted."

In other news, I did get around to watching PR on Friday night, minus the last two minutes, which the stupid TiVo decided to cut off. (There was some update or other last week, and I think it changed some of our recording settings. *scowl*) I'll eventually post about that too.

Am all signed up for my classes for Winter Wonderland. In a nutshell, after next weekend, my body will be very tired and my brain will be very full.

I have been sitting at computers WAY too much since Horror Academy closed. I so need this. :: rubs hands in anticipation ::

Register for Winter Wonderland so you can actually go this year instead of hearing about it after the fact.

Preferably before next Friday, because there are things you can do with that $30 discount.

Note to other potentially interested parties: Playing with swords (and assorted other implements of inflicting pretend damage on one another). Ten minutes from my house. You know you wanna. ;->

Really gotta swing swords around more often. Because if I keep doing it infrequently, it's gonna kill me. *wince*

Memo to the young'uns out there in the ether: When they say "Use it or lose it," believe them. I'm just sayin'.

Babes With Blades workshop was vast amounts of fun, and kicked my sorry out-of-shape ass. Pretty much as I expected. :-)

( In which a dozen Rusty Broads pretend to kick the crap out of one another for seven hours )

Stephanie made a point of announcing that they're having auditions in June for their October show. I'm so there. Hopefully I'll be able to climb stairs like a normal person by then.