An A for effort at least.

Last night I finally got a hold of some good cold medications. Still slept like shit, but felt that I was ready to face work.

Ha.

I was leaning on a pallet, sorting paperwork, when the wool stuffing my head turned into a rampaging herd of sheep, my vision started tunneling, and sounds became very distant. Next thing I know, I'm sitting on the (very cold) warehouse floor. Tim Da Boss took one look at me and announced he was not going to let me drive in this condition. You got my full approval on that decision, boss. Called Kirsten to come get, and after a stop to get some water, I'm home.

The big problem seems to be that I'm extremely dehydrated. So today is going to be dedicated to drinking water, eating as much as I can, and napping.

Richard Branson remains the coolest dude on (or off) Earth.

He's not just a rich geek, he has fun being a rich geek. Today, Virgin Galactic unveiled SpaceShipTwo and Mothership, the system that will carry paying passengers up to sub-orbit for 4.5 minutes of bliss.

But Branson is the billionaire geek he is today because doesn't miss a detail. Like, say nose art for the space ship! A bubble helmet! She's wearing a frigging bubble helmet! filkertom says it best.

I want a bubble helmet matting down my hair,
The ground giving way to the open air,
The joy and wonder as I head out there,
And I know I can have it, if I only dare.

Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide,
Nothing worth doing that I haven't tried.
There ain't no living on planet-side,
Come on with me, baby, on a rocket ride.