I just saw the TrophyWife™ to the door, where she's leaving for work. And from there, she's going to Minneapolis to spend the night. And then in the morning she's flying off to The Amazing Meeting 8, and I'm not. She's going to spend almost a week away, while I'm just a hyper-focused drudge with a keyboard for a while.
I'll be fine, I'll just be single-minded for a while. But how many of you are going to TAM? Keep an eye out for the TrophyWife™, and keep her out of trouble. I've seen what she's going to wear to the Skepchick party, and I'm a little concerned — why couldn't it have had a Middle East theme, with everyone invited to show up in burkas?
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