RTBTCKI (The Caroline is watching the Last Unicorn Edition)

I had to get up early this morning to help Peter gather up the last things he needed before he jetted off to LA for the WizardCon this weekend. He also has some plans to get together with friends while he is out there. Considering the amount of weight he has lost since a number of these folks have seen him, I expect he'll get some interesting reactions.

I did a lot of stuff yesterday that did not have anything to do with getting ready for the art show tomorrow but a lot towards move us to the various places we have to be this weekend. So today I am going to see what I can get done first on repairs and then on new product. I have this wacky idea for a puppet that I want to see if I can get it done in time. I do know that I am revamping Doctor Who #10's coat to a more appropriate material.

Health Update since some of you have been asking me and I thought I would share. Physically I am recovering. I really didn't know how tired I was until now when I am finally feeling more myself (still a bit tired but less so.) Emotionally I'm OK. Not perfect Zip-a-Dee Doo-Dah but I am not in the pit of despair either. I know that time will help with both the physical and the mental and y'all have helped me a lot too. *Group hug*

I am grateful for help in all its forms

Beware the Ides of March!

When I was in college I was a history major and had this one professor for a number of classes including my senior seminar class. A bunch of us planned for the Ides of March for over a month. Dr. Burns had a freshman ancient history 101 class and was well know for going through the blackboards with information and illustrations during his lectures. We started putting on one of the boards behind the others things like "Beware the Ides of March" and a count down to March 15th with a couple of Latin graffiti’s to boot.

Then on March 15th we created masks and daggers out of paper plates and used bed sheets for togas. We ran into the classroom and "killed" Dr. Burns in front of his freshman class shouting political slogans from the era of Julius Caesar and then we ran out.

Next day was the senior seminar and we waited for Dr. Burns not quite knowing what to expect as his reaction (it could be hard to judge how he would react to something that disrupted his class) and he came in with the stern face so we thought we were toast. Then he said, "When I was comparing myself to Caesar, I didn't expect you to take me literarily." He informed us that he did hold our ability to graduate in his hand but since he was a benevolent dictator, he would let it slide…. this once. Needless to say we were model students for the rest of the semester.