Flights of Fancy

You know about Terry Bissoin's short story They're Made of Meat, right? Well- Go. Watch. (work-safe, about 4 minutes long). Thanks infinitehotel!

I took my sweetie's advice and took most of today easy. I mowed the lawn, did a bit of raking, and played fetch with Rover. She does love fetching sticks, but she gets bored after only one or two throws. However, if I have in my hands a big batch of sticks, and I wave them at her, she'll come back and relinquish her old stick to chase one of the new sticks. We kept this up for at least fifteen minutes, which might be a record for her?

Later this evening I felt a bit like I was playing that game too, looking at flights to California. (for nearly the only time that d. isn't already going to be travelling elsewhere.) Expedia consistantly played the "Here's a flight... oops, the price changed. Try again! Here's another one... oops!" (adding $200 to each fare; but of course if you reload the first search page, it hasn't updated there, mysteriously. Wankers.)

So I spent some quality time with some web-searches and Orbitz found me a cheaper fare than I saw anywhere else except for flights that left Buffalo at 6:00 in the morning (what, are they daft? or do people actually leave their houses before 4:30am to fly?), and Orbitz's site also behaved as one would expect them to. They even took my US credit-card with a Canadian mailing address, which is never a sure thing. So, Orbitz >> Expedia for me, at least for the next while.

I had hoped to head over to chez lovecraftienne and persephoneplace for some movie-watching and meeting holographicjoe but... I dunno, I felt worn out. So rather than pushing it I had a quiet dinner here and I've been spending too much time in front of a computer since.