If someone asked you “What is Disneyworld*?” would your answer really be “Cory Doctorow’s “Down and Out in the Magic Kingdom” is a futuristic tale about attempts to make this Orlando Park virtual”?
Why am I sick? Will this cough ever end? Why have I been so busy at work? Will I ever have time to develop film that I mixed chemicals for over the weekend? Is everyone else here okay?
Springtime before it gets god awful hot and humid? September before the cold sets in? Though aren’t I quite happy to put up with a winter of overcast wet rather than move back to that region of the states?
Anyone else spend TWO days shopping with a teenager? And still not find a prom dress? Why does one look for a prom dress in February, when the prom isn’t until the first weekend in June? Isn’t it because the new etiquette is to post a photo of your dress on the class Facebook page, so that you’ve reserved it and no one else can buy it? Doesn’t that sound silly, until you realize the utter horror and catastrophe being averted? Lives are on the line, people, don’t you see that?