i am too frustrated and annoyed and stressed out by too many things right now, so it’s probably best to just not talk about any of them.
so i met lance bass (of nsync) today. or rather, i said a few sentences to lance bass while trying to manage the accelerating chaos at rayburn high school.
i don’t think i ever really mentioned what all this is about, so here’s the quick recap: i have been helping organize houston’s world space week activities. world space week was declared by the united nations in 1999 and is held every year, around the world, from october 4-10. for more information, you can visit http://www.spaceweek.org, which i plug merely because, ahem, i designed the page. it’s not my best web design ever, but let’s just say it’s a hell of a lot better than what was there before, and becca and buzz and gavin and jen will all back me up on that one.
anyway, this year the world space week powers-that-be got lance bass to come to houston as world space week youth spokesperson, because he was supposed to fly in space last year, because he likes space, and because kids like him. so he’s in town visiting houston schools and giving them telescopes donated by a non-profit foundation called permission to dream, doing a mini-media blitz, promoting world space week, and basically saying “yay space.” and this afternoon jen and i were his technical liaisons at rayburn high school in pasadena.
i don’t have the patience to describe the whole three hours at the high school as things snowballed more and more out of control (a schedule? what’s a schedule?), but, in the end, everything turned out ok, the kids loved him, the class finally got their telescope, and the news people got their footage. happiness all around.
and lance’s personal assistant jesse is cuter than he is.
if you want my opinion.