They just called again and CHANGED THE FLIGHT TIME AGAIN! Flight 1947 is now leaving Chicago at 7:15. You don't get home until 10:50!!! So I guess just take a cab.

Here's the info

Flight 1947 -- leaving Chicago at 7:15, landing in Atlanta at 10:06.
Flight 5128 -- leaving Atlanta at 10:58, landing in Montgomery at 10:50!!!

This effing brought to you by Delta. I guess I better stay by the phone in case they change it again.

Edited to add: We're supposed to be getting tropical storm winds tomorrow from this storm that suddenly sprang to life in the Gulf. So it's a good thing he's coming home tonight. Shit. This means I better gather up all the lawn furniture, even though it may be no worse that the average wicked summer storm.

Just got off the phone with Delta's automated message. His flight doesn't leave Chicago until 5:45 now, and he doesn't get in until 10 p.m.!!! How nice of Delta. Not only do they EF ya, they do it by automated phone call!

This seriously pisses my shit off -- sorry if that makes no sense. How in the hell am I going to pick Brad up now when I have sleeping child in bed at that hour? I guess I'll wake him up right after he falls asleep, load him into the car, and trot down to the airport. Or maybe I'll just keep him up late so he can nice and tired for school tomorrow.

As of Aug. 14, I will no longer be working for a total bitca. I also will be making much less money. But hey, such is the price of freedom! I will be a reporter, working 30 hours a week and making a pittance. But this also gives me the opportunity to drop my son off at school and pick him up immediately after school, instead of him having to go to a before and after-school program. More kid time is good. And the prospect of getting a new start elsewhere makes me feel giddy.

Plus, the relationship with my supervisor is such that just seeing her face or hearing her voice is stressful and irksome to me. Whenever she calls, I flip off the phone. At some point, I might start aggravating the tendons and ligaments in my hand.

Looking back on my soon-to-be-former job, I must say it did provide me an opportunity to learn new skills, boost my resume and my frame of reference. And if it weren't for the shitty economy, I might be moving on to bigger and better things. But I'm glad to take the opportunity I have, make the best of it, and see where life takes me. It's a leap of faith, and I am glad to faithfully leap.

From a comment on a business blog post:

In the beginning, there was the Plan:

And then came the Assumptions.

And the Assumptions were without form,

And the Plan was without substance.

And darkness was upon the face of the Workers and they spoke among themselves saying, "It's a crock of shit, and it stinks."

And the Workers went unto their Supervisors and said, "It is a pail of dung, and we can't live with the smell."

And the Supervisors went unto their Managers saying, "It is a container of excrement, and it is very strong, such that none may abide by it."

And the Managers went unto their Directors saying, "It is a vessel of fertilizer, and none may abide its strength."

And the Directors spoke among themselves, saying to one another, "It contains that which aids plant growth, and it is very strong."

And the Directors went to the Vice Presidents saying unto them, "It promotes growth, and it is very powerful."

And the Vice Presidents went to the President saying unto him, "This new plan will actively promote growth, and vigor of the company with very powerful effects."

And the President looked upon the Plan, and said that it was good,

And the Plan became Policy.

And this is how shit happens.

My boss lady, upon seeing this photo: "Is that the Earth?"

Just for the heck of it, because my son likes the song "Creep" so much and because sometimes folks need a pat on the head without the patronizing that goes with it. In no particular order:

• "Karma Police" by meivocis -- I wonder if it says anything about my current state of mind that I love this vid. It does so much with the music, and it offers some narrative surprises, as well as a intriguing blend of comedy and drama that harnesses the vibe of the show. Plus it makes me want to see season two of LoM. Please send.
• "Creep" by bradcpu -- Unfortunately, my loathing of nepotism prevents me from praising this vid even though it rocks. Plus, I get unending humor from mocking the comment someone made about the POV shift throwing them out of the vid, so much so that bradcpu is researching the divorce laws in our state. Moving on...
• "Climbing Up the Walls" by obsessive24 -- It's messed up, a macabre creature, full of blood and flames (no pun intended.) I must admit the first time I saw it I giggled at the sex, though, because I wasn't expecting it. It's a dumb surprise response by me. 
• "Just" by Aycheb -- A well put-together Faith study which reveals essential truths about the character and traces her evolution back to the star in an actiony way.
• "Rodeohead" by absolutedestiny -- A hilarious hodge-podge of Firefly. Must watch again.

Suggestions of others I may have missed?

I have been web 2.0ed out, what with all my highschool chums finding me on Facebook.

This may be the only financial article Brad will ever read:

Personal Finance According to Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Amusing? Yes. Useful? Meh.

No sharing an office with the boss ghoul. Yay! I'll be sharing an office with the guy I'm currently sharing an office with, and sharing a one-seat bathroom with two guys. No prob.

Meanwhile I went to a kiddie soccer coaches meeting in Brad's stead. I signed the boy up for soccer at his insistant request and volunteered online as an assistant coach, yet they made Brad an assistant coach anyway. So I showed up to the coaches meeting, and I ended up being the only woman there. The coach for my son's team first comment to me was to point out how I'm not Brad, and I got the distinct vibe that he was really taken aback having a broad show up as an assistant coach. Gee, didn't know there was a penis requirement to assistant-coach a coed kids team.

And then he asked the program director why he has a 5-year-old on his team -- referring to my son, of course. So things are starting off *so well.* Hopefully I won't end up using violence or profanity toward this neanderthal man. Why oh why does my son have to love organized sports? Why can't he be a chess-playing, drama club nerd like his dear mommy? Oh yeah, his daddy is Brad!

Speaking of Brad, he got really annoyed by a car commercial today that suggested a car is a cooler gift than a video game system. The gall of those people!

This is freakin' hilarious. From a pdf on how to prepare for the Public Information Specialist examination:

Gee, I don't know how to take multiple-choice tests. I've only been taking them since I was an elementary school kid.

Been busy applying for jobs, aka, Project Escape from my Idiot, Obnoxious Supervisor.

Buffy The Vampire Slayer MMOG in development

The good? Buffy
The bad? A computer game. Lousy graphics. So it might be something my bro will play, but as for us console gamers, meh.

Went through a freak out Monday due to the impending office move, and the fear the powers-that-be are going to shaft me by making me share an office with my boss, Olive Oyl, based on bits of information I've heard. But I shan't widen her sphere of influence by going off about her here. Suffice it to say that I have a bottle of anti-anxiety meds in my desk drawer...

The simple solution: If they assign me a shared office space with her, I'll just quit. I'm looking for a better job anyway, and this gives me more impetus. The shock of it made me want to go back on vacation, though.

The weekend is going to be filled with family. My mom and steppops are heading up this way in their way north because he is having part of his kidney removed next week to get rid of the cancerous tumor they found there. No worries, though. Once it's out, the coast will finally be clear for him.

On a different subject, I need to find the sci-fi con brochure from the con I went to as a young lass visiting my grandpa in San Jose back in the 80s, if I still have it. It was there I saw the second Doctor in the hall briefly. And, I think, Sarah Jane was there, too. It would be great to scan the brochure for you guys. I'm sure they probably used some goddawful font that looked futuristic back then...

The internet has returned after Alabama Power accidentally killed it doing some wiring stuff underground. Hurray!

I found out today that it was good Brad left town when he did. The day we left, Brad's work announced layoffs, but they didn't actually announce who was getting laid off until a week later -- so Brad's coworkers had a whole week to ponder the fate of their employment. Talk about a compassionate corporation!  Wonder what genius came up with that hr strategy.

Probably the same sort of nimrod like the guy we shared a ride to the airport with in the hotel's airport shuttle-- a dude on his cellphone who started a call with "We need sales! We need sales!" and then apologized, saying he was just kidding. He then went on to quiz the person about a deficit, sounding like a douche the whole time, ending the conversion with "Well, I have to rudely cut you off. We've in front of my airline terminal now. We'll finish this talk when I get back to my Dallas office," even though he was not in front of the terminal.

So we await the end of our vacation, and prepare to watch a televised Cubs after having just visited the Friendly Confines last night. Unreal to bring the 2-dimensional place into reality by being there, and heckling the starting pitcher with half a voice, to boot.

VVC was an interesting foray into an arena I'm somewhat acquainted with. I felt a bit like a visitor into someone else's obsessions, but it was a fun foray, even when I wasn't familiar with the shows. I don't watch enough television to get some of the work, but I can at least marvel at the pretty...

Too sick to make a lot of sense here, but a big welcome to all of my hubbie's pals, and it was a pleasure getting to meet a lot of you this weekend. Cheers.