SGA: Siege

okay, i made this observation not long ago in the line at Mission: Space at epcot, but i'll make it again now, since none of you were there -- assuming you could get me up in a spacecraft in the first place, and into a suit and out in space in the second, the concept of an untethered spacewalk?

oh, my god, not for seven frillion dollars.  gah.  gah.

dream theater

this morning's dream was about traveling -- i was on a bus on the way to the airport (possibly along with a bunch of school kids?), going to catch a plane to south africa.  datlowen was there, too, but i didn't notice this until i saw that i was sitting next to E from curling, who died six weeks ago.  he was right there, laughing, and datlowen and i looked at each other and wondered why on earth Smug Bastard would have told us he was dead.  we were really confused, and didn't come up with a good answer for that before i woke up, and it was the second or third time i was remembering the dream before i realized it was in fact a dream, Smug Bastard didn't make anything up, and E really is gone.

very strange.