Last week before Vacation - Lots of Toronto.

My week plans are coalescing over today. Tomorrow and Wednesday, I am giving advice for the day. I was hoping to actually work on a computer or something, that being such a novel idea in my field - but it seems the computers escaped and left people who need to be talked to instead.  Oh well.

Later in the week, I get to work for a certain large cable company who want me to upgrade some storage. Not aproblem, but they still have not told me where this storage is located. Except that it is in Toronto. Gnarly. Hopefully by the time I book hotel, this will be a wee bit more specific.

Munchkin is off sampling. I wish her the best of luck wandering the wastes of Windsor with nothing more than a bag of moss and a fancy Xray gun to protect her. Fortunately for her she has an intrepid assistant named Igor Tessa who is apparently quite handy with a monkey-hammer.

The great thing about monkey hammers, you can probably turn them into impromptu artillery pieces if the barbarians get too much on your case. In this event, I would opt for a steel monkey hammer rather than the aluminium one the girls have. Judging from the amount of nitrocellulose they generated with that moss and nitric acid, they might just be able to defend themselves should the Detroitians storm the friendship bridge.

Did I mention that I am marrying a gal who is not only a redhead and a scientist, but also hot?  Robert Heinlein wrote books about guys in my shoes. I suspect he wished he was those guys.