Adventures abound, betch

I've procured my ticket to New York in June for the World Science Festival and catching up with friends that can bear my presence for small periods of time. If you're in the area June 4th-6th and you've got some extra cash-cash, let me know. Here's a short list of the things happening at the Fest that weekend that I would love to attend:

Saturday
LIGO on View (Laser Interferometer Gravitational-wave Observatory) Interactive
Free all day

Mathemagician and the Mathemagician's Apprentice
No, fuck this, I hate magic of any kind.

Einstein, Time and the Explorer's Clock
(delicious time)
12:00-2:00

Illuminating the Abyss: The Unknown Ocean
(I'll use my running shoes to make this one)
4:30-6:00

Hidden Dimensions Exploring Hyperspace
8:00-9:30

Sunday
Street Fair!
Free all day

LIGO on View (Laser Interferometer Gravitational-wave Observatory) Interactive
Free all day

Astronaut Diary: Life in Space
11:30-1:00 for free

When I get back to Florida, on Wednesday I'll be heading out to London to watch the World Cup on the TV in a pub somewhere. We also hope to visit the Horniman, take a Duck Tour, the Hunterian, Crystal Palace Park, Hyde Park, Parliament Hill, The Wolseley, and/or the Old Operating Theatre Museum & Herb Garret.

Or I may just eat too much Indian food, drink too much, pass out while somehow still sitting on a stool, and then throw up in the water closet where we're staying. Over and over again.

I can't wait.

Oh, I've also been called for jury duty the week after I get back from London.

Powerless to stop the inevitable

They will be mine. Oh, yes. They will be mine.

When I'm sick ...

1. I sleep almost completely upright. Like the Elephant Man.

2. I take Mucinex for about three days in a row. You're not supposed to exceed 2 doses in a 24-hour period. I say, only quitters don't exceed the 24-hour dose period.
(Side effects include insomnia, dizziness and hyperactivity. Check it.)

3. I turn into Mr. Hyde.

4. I don't sleep.

I've been getting sick 3-5 times a year since I was in elementary school. I've always grown immune to whatever wussy allergy meds I've been prescribed, so I've just gone rogue and miserable. So these days it's just whining, tissues, Emergen-C, and Mucinex MAX. STRENGTH.

Have you guys tried these new pretzel M&Ms? Seriously, pretzels INSIDE of M&Ms?

Also, if you could handle "Anti-Christ," you enjoyed "Delicatessen," and appreciated "You, the Living," you may be equally appalled/enthralled with Hungary's "Taxadermia." A true union of the grotesque and the divine.

I still can't stop watching this one. Is it weird that I wish I could be Julian Casablancas, minus the feathers-in-the-hair thing? Enjoy the "pixel-count-is-too-big-so-the-video's-all-cut-off" situation.