Getting Cured on a Fucking Awesome Day

I had a fantastic day today.
I got up, took a shower, and watered my exponentially flowering tomato plants (one of my Sweet 100s has almost 100 blooms on it) before gailmom came over to visit from a night at Voyagers. Neither of us had had very much sleep, but we managed to stay awake long enough to enjoy each other's (and my dogs') company for several hours while her friend shopped local thrift stores. I decided it would be fun to go to Cafe Mundi, and just before we left I got a bite on my last-minute Cure ticket request on Craigslist. Not only did the guy have a ticket at my asking price, but it turns out he lives in the condo *directly* next to Cafe Mundi!

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I'm done.

I just tried to watch the first episode of Season 5 of the L-word, and realized I was done with the series. I still highly recommend it to anyone else through the end of season 4, but it's degenerated to a point where it's not worth watching anymore. The soap-opera to relevancy ratio is now completely overblown, and it's "let's get the American public to be more excepting of alternative lifestyles by having lot of hot girl-on-girl sex!" agenda isn't enough to save it anymore.

I have better things to do with my time.

I am not an attention whore.

But I do play one sometimes at festivals. :)





This is me blowing fire from my made-that-day fire cannons on 4 ft. stilts during the Fire Conclave at Flipside 2008.

Thanks to troyisburning for the great picture!

Click twice on it for a bigger version.