Today we took a break from organizing and zipped all over downtown DC this morning and early afternoon for some sightseeing! It was kind of crazy but fun.

I can’t believe it’s been almost a WEEK since I blogged. We’ve been unpacking and playing and cooking and meeting the internet one person at a time. I’ve been taking tons of photos and then not doing more than uploading them to Flickr because we’re watching Glee on my laptop in the evenings to catch Troy up before it resumes in April. And today’s the first day of 7 Days, which means you should see at least a photo and a short post from me every day this week.

Provided we keep drinking plenty of coffee.

Note to anyone in the DC area: Tomorrow afternoon Brenda is having a meet-up for local readers and friends, and Annalie, Troy and I will be there too. Email me if you want details.

I’m sitting here getting my geek on, watching Dr. Who while I crochet some balls. My mom has become a huge fan of David Tennant in the past year or so, and when we were in Omaha over Christmas I watched a bunch of episodes of Dr. Who with her.

I remember watching Tom Baker in the original series when I was a kid, but I’d never seen any of the modern series till recently. I’ve been pleasantly surprised by it, although I shouldn’t have been. I’ve always been a sucker for all things British. And as I’ve demonstrated time and time again, I’m a geek. I can’t say I’m a die-hard Dr. Who fan; I have no idea what the Dr. Who equivalent of a Trekkie or Browncoat or an X-Phile is so I’m pretty sure I don’t qualify. But I like the actors and it’s a fun show with excellent writing and cheerfully cheesy special effects, which I sort of love. Best of all, all four seasons are available to view on Netflix Instant. That means there are hours and hours of new shows for me to watch while I crochet. Score!

Anyhoo. I was sitting here watching Christopher Eccleston and Billie Piper, when I suddenly remembered that today is National Delurking Day. I haven’t mentioned it on my blog before simply because I didn’t want to. But this year I want to. If you’re a regular reader of this blog but you rarely or never comment, today’s your chance to say hello. I’ll even make it easy for you by asking you a series of questions that you can choose to answer or ignore, as you like.

Do you consider yourself a geek? Why or why not? What geeky shows/movies/games/books do you love, and think that I should love too?

Do you know Jen? She blogged for a long time at a site whose name will not be mentioned, because she unfortunately ad-han an-ay alker-stay and she doesn’t want that to become a problem again. She’s blogging now at The Trephine and I am so very happy she is. Jen writes with humor and clarity and directness on a variety of topics—divorce, roller derby, veganism—and whatever the topic, she makes me think.

Her most recent post is about her experience during the past year with being poor, poor enough that she was worried about paying rent and changing her oil and buying food, and how she hopes the experience stays with her because it taught her empathy. I loved this:

“No matter your situation, happy holidays to you. If things are hard, I hope they get better soon. If things are better, I hope you share the wealth. If you have nothing else to give, at least be kind to the person bagging your groceries or waiting your table. None of us want to admit it, but we have at least occasionally thought to ourselves that the unprofessional, sullen woman filing her nails behind the counter for nine dollars an hour deserves to be where she is. Even if she does––even if the different strata the two of you exist in really are separated by a cushion consisting entirely of your merit as a person, which is so beyond debatable that it’s laughable to even contemplate––your life is likely infinitely better than hers, and you can afford a little patience and a little grace.”