Sex in the news

Those of you who heard me talk about the first assignment I had for the new job will know why I noticed this article about how the use of date rape drugs is less common than most think.

There are a number of caveats there, including the difficulty in testing for GHB and Rohypnol, and I suspect it is one of those cases where the moment something is big enough to get mainstream attention, the malefactors have moved on to something else.

Going back in time, we have an argument from Duane W. Roller's Cleopatra: A Biography that the legend of Cleopatra the femme fatale is actually the result of Roman propaganda. It sounds like an excellent book, and I might just have to pick it up.

Overbooking

My, oh my, but am I getting overbooked. It's almost a relief I got stood up tonight, since it gives me a chance to wash stuff and pack for StrowlerCon. (Not that I have the slightest idea what to wear there, especially since I won't be able to get my hands on a Racaille shirt.)

The play progresses apace, although it has hit that stage where everyone gets antsy about everything. Tomorrow there's a meeting for the film, and Thursday night I am on a midnight bus.

I rather suspect I'll be overbooked clean through the end of the play. I may even go to Halloween parties in character since I'm not going to have time to think of a costume otherwise.

I am also sad to note that I won't get my tattoo finished for a while because my tattoo artist has a screw loose. (Literally. The delay was due to her breaking her arm in derby, and now that she mostly healed, the screw holding her arm together is slowly coming out. She has to go back under the knife.) Thus I will be stuck with a half-finished tattoo a while longer.

(By the way, she eerily looks like one of the main characters from Dragon Age II, and even has a similar name.)