It is hot. Too hot to move, think, or even be witty: over 110 in the heat index and 70% humidity. All I have brains for at the moment are short updates.
The fish are dead. One on Friday, one on Saturday. I'm bummed. The mosquito larvae are back in force. This time it's chemicals.
We went to renfair on Saturday with Steve, Wendy and Tish. It was at least 95F. We had a great time, but next time I'm totally camping in water and food to save money. They didn't check my basket, so I could have brought anything in. Spent way too much money, bought many pretty sparkly things, and laughed our asses off at Ric Roc, an amazing juggler/fire eater/pantomime artist.
Pantomime shows are largely a lost art thanks to the crushing influence of lameass stripey-shirted mimes and their stupid shrinking boxes. Ric Roc did a dumbshow that was intelligent, physically taxing, hysterically funny and utterly devoid of dick and fart jokes. I haven't laughed that hard at Fest entertainment since I was sixteen.
Ded Bob was at Silverleaf. Ded Bob is now a franchise. This disappoints me greatly, especially considering that "Pudj" (the original puppeteer, Clark, goes by "Smuj") was an inferior artist, and all three of us who'd seen Ded Bob before noticed immediately.
I bought a new bodice. It's reversable, and has spring steel boning. It makes me happy, though I'll probably only wear it once per year, if that.
I also bought a bunch of nice research books on early celts. Dover books rock.
Tom and Amanda came by on Sunday to pick up their laptop. The liked it a lot. We like them a lot.
Gram came home from the Hospital on Sunday. She has new and improved meds, and has to comply with a few basic regimens to make sure she stays healthy and her meds stay balanced. Overall, she's doing well, and other than sleeping downstairs rather than upstairs, appears ready to resume a relatively normal life. Thanks again and again to everyone who sent prayers and love and good thoughts her way. We really, really needed them and appreciated them.
I'm working on a pair of pinups for friends because I desperately need a break from Vogelein. I'm not slacking, though -- I finished a page on Friday and one on Sunday, and I have only two more pages to color before this batch of nine is done, bringing the total pages completed to 93. Baaaaaaaaby steps.
We had another bat in the house. Paul noticed a dark brown lump in the top roll of one windowshade, so we had the advantage of attempting to catch this one while he was sleeping. The attempt failed, of course; bats don't like to be caught. Fortunately, we're getting better at ushering bats out of the house without injuring them; we had this one out the window in about five minutes.
Paul continues to be the best husband ever.
Posted by Janer