Oh, wow, is it Thursday already? I'm at work, no porn for you.

Buster got as many presents this year as I did, including a container of catnip that looks so much like buds of weed I got nervous when I had to have my bag unpacked thanks to an iron incense burner flaming up on the x-ray. The handcuffs come out - "no, really, it's catnip, I promise!". Dogs sniffing around - thank God they are looking for bombs and not dope.

Christmas Eve is the day to fly - I allowed 3 hours to get through it all and had 2 hours to kill. The plane was full but by and large the airport was deserted. Found a good book for the plane. I am all into the series of "Best (blah blah blah) of 2005" - I got Magazine Writing for the plane, and just picked up Science Writing. They have Spiritual Writing and Travel and Food and all kinds of good stuff. Nice short bursts of well-written and informative tidbits.

There is a seriously Buster moment in The Chronicles of Narnia. When you see it, and the scene comes when Aslan does his thing to the evil queen, imagine me lying in bed and opening my eyes to the same view on a slightly smaller but no less frightening scale. Loved the movie, by the way, more than I thought I would, and at the risk of even more firmly establishing myself in the group as a pervert, the Centaurs are HOT!!