I think I've successfully revised four scripts and found a viable way around 2008 paperwork woes. In any case -- time for The Offspring!

I'm on a shoot but had a chance to be online for one moment and say HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Karen P! Yay! Have fun, sweetie!

Coffee tastes EVEN BETTER at 4:15AM!

Oh, sigh. Actually, the alarm is set for 3:30 for a 5AM calltime. Oh, sigh.

No matter how good the cause - and the Alameda County Food Bank is good - the 4:30 alarm for 6AM calltime is a thing to be dreaded tomorrow.

As I COMPLETELY IGNORE my social media connections in order to do MY ACTUAL WORK, I am reminded of Forster's admonition: "Only connect."

It's Tuesday, and once again, we are struggling to find a woman softball player for tonight's 6:40 game in Berkeley. Oh, sigh. Anyone...?

I'm feeling particularly Dickensian today. "Shake me up, Judy!"

Had a great dinner with a new friend and biz partner. Lots of laughs. Who says business and pleasure don't mix? Not me!

My cousin gets married next weekend, 8/8, in Escalon. Clearly, I must shop for a natty, cool, breathing outfit, not too-too, not too li'l.

Overcast skies. No ISS sighting. Time to watch 'Bleak House,' that utterly amazing 2005 BBC production from the pens of Dickens and Davies.

All of us, I'm sure, occasionally have meetings where someone higher up presses 'Reset.' Meanwhile, this Friday NYT crossword is killing me.

Somehow, today was a multitasking day: script revisions, errands, more revisions, laundry, yet more script revisions, cleaning...

Shooting all day today, then softball at 7:55 in Berkeley. Still one woman short, sadly...

I wonder out loud: who among my women Facebook friends plays softball and would be interested in co-ed games in Berkeley on Tuesday nights?

I'm going to a 90th birthday party. No, not Mark Whelan's. (Happy birthday, Mark!)

Sure, I was supposed to go to a great party at Mark and Petra's. But I need to chillax, as the hipsters said last season. So I will.

I love ripe cherries, like birdsong on my tastebuds, sweet light and airy.

Felt really strong in yoga today. Yay! On AtWT, that charming jackass Paul has amnesia, and now he's just plain charming. I want to be Paul.

Still brimful of ennui. Noon yoga will be good.

I'm in a pissy mood. Hoping benefit dinner at Mission Street Food will cheer me up. If not, we'll always have beer. http://ping.fm/Wh9AG

Especially for all my film and video friends, this confirms that yes, the bad dream can happen: NASA bulked its original Moon landing tapes!http://ping.fm/qwyfO

Exciting sports news: Nancy & Sluggo two-game win streak. Derk pitches shutout in 11-0 win. (Boring: NL loses 13th straight All Star game.)

Shot list done. (Yay!) Time for early supper, then the drive to Berkeley for coed softball. I think we're one woman short. Anyone...?

Fingers and toes are tidier. Tummy has veggie bratwurst in it. Gotta work on a shot list for Thursday. Work - what's that again...?

I'm feeling depleted and out of sorts today. Clearly, it's time for a mani/pedi, followed by a protein-heavy lunch and more coffee.

Found them! Here are the reunited girl travellers. Joe and I are smiling behind the camera...

Amusingly, I have misplaced my mother and Joe. They are somewhere on the ship. I dont know where.

Current position 38°37'51"N, 124°11'9"W, on heading 159°S. Calm seas. Beautiful moon. Can't wait to get home! But some sleep first...

"Ryder Cup Grand Final. 12 July 2009. Upon arrival you will be given teams. The teams will consist of the rest of the world vs. the USA."

Double-decker bus tour of Victoria upcoming. Stay tuned.

I am in a laundromat. On the Sea Princess. And in fact, I needed quarters. The luxury life...

Reading 'Outliers.' I love everything Malcolm Gladwell writes.

In Alaska, unlike the BayArea, basically all the boats you see are working boats. Here's one up for raffle:

In Alaska, unlike the BayArea, basically all the boats you see are working boats. Here's one up for raffle:

If Alaska's natural beauty were incendiary, the best song lyric to describe me might be "Pardon me while I burst into flame."

If Alaska's natural beauty were incendiary, the best song lyric to describe me might be "Pardon me while I burst into flame."

First thing I saw this morning lloking East was a sweet little waterfall cascading down a steep, wooded glacial ravine. Must look out more.

Yes, AT&T is charging me .50 per text message aboard this ship, a mere 30 miles from shore. Sigh. Meanwhile, zip-lining today was fabulous!

I'm trying to figure how much it's costing to text from my iPhone while onboard the lovely. Sea Princess. And what about data roaming? Sigh.

The captain announced distance, course, and weather. Captain-type-things, in other words. I recorded him, and will share that soon. Joy!

There are 2000 guests on board. Surely, not all want to use the workout room. But it feels like it. There are only six treadmills...

41°46'12"N, 125°35'42"W. Went yoga class led by instructor who sounded like Arnold. "Downward-facing dock" was, I thought, sea-yoga-speak.

So, I set off for Alaska and Palin immediately resigns. Should I have headed for D.C. sometime in 2001? I have yet to go there, too...

Happy 4th of July, on the early side. Signing off from somewhere off the coast of California. iPhone compass can't find a signal at moment!

Played shuffleboard. Ate sundae. Visited Internet cafe. Walked promenade. All amazing and delightful! Gray coast.

Spectacular departure under GG bridge. Shot HD and hope for best to post later...

First muster a success. Life jacket very smart. Estimate 4:30 castoff.

Sometimes I skip a morning shower, and I invariably regret it if I do. There are so few rituals in 21st century life. Plus, I gotta wake up.

One of the cool things about the new iPhone is that I can tell you exactly where to find me when I'm lying on my bed: 38°6'22"N, 122°34'30"W

Why the Kindle is so worth it: needing summer vacation reading, I bought The Works of Joseph Conrad. For 0.80. Yes, eighty cents. Score!

Going to yoga. Then dates with post office, office, lunch, Costco, coffee... It's an errandy day.