Sorry this is late. I was busy hangin with my geeky peeps, sitting on a panel with 5 fellow Skepchicks, being subjected to Australian snacks of varying edibility (mmm…Tim Tams), brushing shoulders with the likes of Malcolm McDowell, Leonard Nimoy, Mary McDonald, and the dude that played Jaws in the Bond movies (seriously). You know, a typical day at Dragon*Con. So, I totally spaced on my AI.
What’s your excuse?
hat tip to Tim3P0 for the idea ;)
The Afternoon Inquisition (or AI) is a question posed to you, the Skepchick community. Look for it to appear daily at 3pm ET, that is, if the Skepchick responsible has her shit together.
#notatDragonCon2009 #notatHemantCon Cat fight injuries to various felines & humans are keeping us home, being dull & watching TV. meh :P
I’ve been going block-by-block down the streets of Manhattan, cleaning the city up in preparation for NECSS. That and rooftop brunch.
The sun was in my eyes.
I was busy procrastinating.
I’ve been too busy praising the Holy Stephen Hawking and his son Neil DeGrasse Tyson to do anything else.
Tell me, have you accepted Hawking as your personal lord and savior?
Well, I moved to another city so that I can start a new job. Can’t make it to NECSS either. Thanks for rubbing it in. I bet that you’re jealous of me playing PlayStation 3.
I have no money. :(
No money and no one to travel with at the moment.
It wasn’t me! You can’t prove I knew anything about it!
I was looking at Jupiter’s moons in my telescope.
I have reasons, but I gave up on excuses a long time ago. Mind you giving up three days of golf is asking a lot!
An ill-advised midday nap had me up until after 2:00 AM last night. I had to get up at 4:30 to ensure adequate prep time to catch a 7:00 bus to Connecticut, arriving at 10:45.
After meeting a soon-to-be-married friend for a tux fitting and pre-bachelor party lunch/afternoon hang-out, met my dad to look at 897 pictures from his African safari. Then dinner, and an 8:10 bus back to Boston, arriving back at my apartment around midnight.
I think that excuse covers literally EVERYTHING I missed today. I don’t even know what day it is right now. Thunday, right?
Did you email me about it? It won’t get on my schedule/to-do list if you don’t email me about it.
The bartender must have put alcohol in my coca-cola.
(Excuse borrowed from University of Iowa Football player Shaun Prater, after being stopped for DUI).
I’m sorry, what? You mentioned Tim Tams and I must have blanked out for a while as I contemplated their crunchy chocolatey goodness.
TIM TAMS?! SEND THEM TO ME!
It’s just the way I’m wired, and I’m not breaking any laws. At least not any important laws. And you can’t prove anything.
Hey, don’t look at me. I was in the library with Colonel Mustard the whole time!
Too many freakin’ badgers to deal with.
— Its too far to walk.
— My cat needed a shampoo.
— OMG, its THIS weekend? OMG!
What’s Rebecca’s excuse for not posting the Comment o’ the Week? I bet it has something to do with magic tricks and D.J. Grothe. Bah!
You should follow that guy that played Jaws in the Bond film with a boom box playing the music from the movie Jaws.
You should walk up to Leonard Nimoy and in your best Sean Connery (James Bond voice) imitation say Spock…. Mr Spock. Then start singing the Nimoy ballad of Bilbo Baggins song. Encore with the Shatner Rocket man song.
That’s the kind of stuff I would do and be kicked out pronto.
By the way, have done any slamming of those Tim Tam? Totally the best way to eat them!
I just sobered up. What day is it?
Je ne parle anglais.
Aw… This reminds me of my Paw Paw (maternal grandfather). Instead of asking you, “Hi, how ya doin’?” he’d ask (in an playfully accusatory tone, mischievous smirk, and a twinkle in his eye) “So, what’s your excuse?” Every time. When I was little I thought it was weird, but looking back now (he passed away from cancer in 2003), it’s really profound. He always had this ‘it’s an honor to be alive’ sort of feel about him, so I can see his thought process being that we should sort of justify our existence in a way: What are you going to do to make your being here worthwhile? What’s your excuse for getting out of bed today? I have no idea if that’s what he was thinking (too late to ask :-( ), but I like to think that’s what it was. I like it. :-) And I miss him.
I don’t know English either. ^_^
I was in Halifax all weekend.
I just spent the last four days being dragged around Dragon*Con by a scifi fangirl with the attention span of a mayfly.
I can only go on one trip per 6 months, and this last half of the year is book.
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