a brief report on an odd weekend

Red Bull Flugtag downtown. Incomprehensibly crowded. Unbearably hot. 1000% (yes) humidity. Next time, view from a boat.

Dinner at Mr. Dunderbach's. Tiny, crazy, quaint, little place that I CANNOT BELIEVE my husband has waited TEN YEARS to tell me about. Ordered a dish I could not pronounce. It fed me for three meals for less than ten bucks. Intimidatingly large beer selection. Going back soon.

TAPSCON at the Biltmore. SHUT UP. Yeah, I like Ghost Hunters, so what? First time at a real, genuine geek fest. Overpriced admission. Overpriced everything. Got autographs of all the TAPS people from TV, but I don't really know why. Guess I needed an explaination for why I stood in line for 10 minutes just to say hi. Wandered the hotel. Chatted with Dustin Pari in the lobby.

Batman movie. Awesome. Go see it right now. Heath Ledger stole the show, but Maggie Gyllenhal put up a good fight for it. Kind of want to see it again.