i am off to nashville tomorrow to visit gal-pal julie and guy-pal william and their three cats and nineteen-year-old cousin bray and new bookshelves and manis and pedis and movies and tivo. the flight to nashville almost feels like being on a private jet because it's only like an hour and a half direct flight and it's southwest airlines so the staff sings to you and cracks jokes like "in the event of a water landing between RALEIGH and NASHVILLE - well, i just don't know what we'll do." heh. get it? there IS no water between raleigh and nashville. well, not enough for a "water landing" anyway. craig will be bacheloring it up this weekend which involves helping my parents move into a rental house while their new house is being built and coaxing our dog up onto our new bed which is 57 feet from the ground.