Honey, I’m not home

I went up to the office yesterday and had a couple of meetings, then got to actually work in an office instead of from my home, which felt very work-like. Seriously. I do the exact same work at home, yet it feels far more official when I’m doing it in an office. I wonder if that’s really why they make most of us work in an office.

Anyway, things are proceeding nicely via the job, and if all goes well, I should be an on-staff employee, working from home four days a week, and traveling to NorVA once a week. We’re trying to pick a day.

This morning I am the guest of Janet and Chris, who have four cats, three of which are on hand most of the time. The fourth is a bit shy.

We watched Babylon 5: The Lost Tales last night.

Wow, did it suck.

A full review will have to wait, but there was a first-season episode of the Gilmore Girls where Lorelai and Rory were making fun of Father Knows Best, and the conversation went something like, “Do you remember the episode where Buddy lost his homework and nothing happened?” “Or how about the one where the dad came home late from work and nothing happened?”

Last night, Janet kept asking “When is the story going to start?”

That was because nothing happened.

I’m taking it off my wishlist. If you were thinking of buying it, I wouldn’t. The only good thing about the show was seeing the Bruce Boxleitner still looks great. Except he should dye his hair. He’s aging better than Tracy Scoggins, who reminded me how much I disliked season five.

There’s a reason this thing went straight to DVD, and it’s not because it’s good.