So I'm Crying in My Beer

I guess I should back up a little.

Earlier today I received a call from Darkchild. Not unusual, whenever the weather turns squirrelly down here he always calls to see how it's going (seeing as it's 72 degrees in January right now). And true to character, the first words out of his mouth are "Hear you're getting some unusual weather". The other reason he calls is to inform me of updates to Dragon*Con. Last call was about the new updated web page. And again, true to form, "...so about Dragon*Con this year....."

Then the thunderbolt hits....."I'm going to have to cancel." I know he was still talking but all I hear is the reverberation of cancel cancel cancel

Not only do we lose Darkchild but his evil spawn, The Boy, who was to attend his very first Dragon*Con.  On the bright side, Kevin will still be attending so I will still have one cook left (because with me it's all about food).

And that, my friends, is why I'm crying in my beer.

Zombie Road Warrior

In case you were wondering...

"What IS the safest city to be in when the Zombie Apocalypse comes?" 

I think I have your answer.

This picture was taken outside an Atlanta area restaurant

We apparently have our own roaming response team. Who knew?

I know I feel safer, don't you?