News Flash!

Before I dive back into ancient history events (ha ha), I thought you might like to know how my thesis-writing reatreat with my friend Liz went.  Here it is, by the numbers (thanks to Liz's amazing lyrical skillz--sing along, now, to the obvious tune):

On the 12th day in Alva, guess what I did see?
12 flavours of ice cream,
11 kinds of pizza,
10 battered Mars bars,
9 deep-fried mushrooms,
8 pans for scrubbing,
7 birds-a-sitting,
6 dogs-a-walking,
5 deeeaaaaaad cops,
4 hours of sleep,
3 bottles of wine,
2 sore backs
and a portion of fish 'n chips! 

Now for my, much less lyrical, list:

9000:  words written, each.

3:  bottles of wine, between us. 
3:  full days of writing.
1: visit to the milk shak ebar
2: pans of lasagna consumed

1573:  cups of coffee consumed.  probably each.
4:  flavours of ice cream consumed, each.
1 1/2: dvds watched (poor PS I Love You... too scratched.)
2:  bizarre graffit spottings

1:  theological debate finally settled (it was the egg).

2:  awesome songs composed, including the one above.
1:  books read, each (mine--fiction;  liz's-- thesis-related)
4:  workspaces organised and used

and for the unknowns:

unknown:  belly laughs.
unknown:  distance walked the length of Alva.

unknown:  pounds gained from eating fish 'n chips, no-bake cookies, and other goodies
unknown:  birds watching me... (thanks a lot, hitchcock.)

unknown:  dishes washed (because Liz did most of them.  Thanks.)

unknown:  how in the world I would have been as productive AND had as much fun if Liz hadn't come.