Da Goddess

Boo!

Did I scare you?

What? I didn’t? Okay, fine.

What if I told you I was pregnant and you were the father?

Yeah, I know. Impossible. But still…

What if I told you there was no more BBQ to be found anywhere?

Ahh, see? I knew I’d get you one way or another.

Be safe, kids! And for my friends on the Eastern Seaboard, stay dry, okay?

Also, if my site goes kablooey, don’t worry. I’m just a bit late renewing the domain.

Please let my last link, my last post be about Patrick F. McManus.

I love his writing. And since I’ve spent the last couple weeks highlighting those who inspire me, it’s only fair to point the way to McManus!

Again, I am trying to get my ducks in a row to get my domain renewed. Should that not occur, I will endeavor to get back up online quickly.

In the meantime, check out Pat McManus and know that he makes me laugh my ass off.

I warned you there’d be photos!

Just a couple for now.

…or adventure, if you prefer.

Will Mr Dylan or Mr Duarte take top honors for this song?

I had the best time at Faire yesterday. I’d go back today, but I think I’d be in big trouble. HUGE trouble. Got great photos and am uploading today. Editing all week. Taking them back to the pirates on Saturday. Yay!

I’ll be posting photos all week, so consider yourself warned!

Ren Faire starts today. Got an appointment with a pirate or two. Portraits portraits portraits!

Work is work. But some work is more fun than others.

Uncle Shelby said it best:

“Tell my I’m clever,
Tell me I’m kind,
Tell me I’m talented,
Tell me I’m cute,
Tell me I’m sensitive,
Graceful and Wise
Tell me I’m perfect–
But tell me the TRUTH.”

Yep. That’s what I need to hear. Right about…NOW!

I’m addicted to the show about people living in buildings that were once something else completely. Abattoirs, churches, hotels, speakeasies, barns, stores, firehouses, brothels, factories, showrooms, etc.

As someone who was raised by people who appreciate the old and unusual, I’m attracted to this idea like a nail to a magnet and wish I could find the perfect place (after I win the lottery, of course) to renovate into a home/business/fascinating destination for friends and family.

You Live In What? is great viewing and great inspiration. And the perfect show for me to watch when I wake up in the middle of the night after falling asleep during regular primetime viewing.

Okay, back to bed. I have a busy day ahead of me. Visit Dad, hit the hospital for meds, get downtown for a gig, etc. Gotta get the sleepies out of my system fast!

Today’s happy event: Reader Feast. FOOOOOOOOOOOOD! Drink! People!

You can James Thurber’s My Life and Hard Times free of charge. It’s a great read Halloween night if you’re the one stuck at home handing out candy.

It’s the greatest treat you’ll get all night! And you can share it with others.

“How many slams in an old screen door?
Depends how loud you shut it.

How many slices in a bread?
Depends how thin you cut it.

How much good inside a day?
Depends how good you live ’em.

How much love inside a friend?
Depends how much you give ’em.”

Shel Silverstein

Woke up yesterday to find lizards in the house.

I like lizards. Love ’em! But when you’re not expecting to find them running around indoors, it can be a bit surprising. Plus, then you start thinking, “If lizards can get in here, what else might be lurking around the corner?” That’s what creeped me out the most.

Anyhow, I got the first lizard out just fine. He was a big guy. Sluggish. Didn’t put up a fight at all. But his smaller friend who’d warmed himself on the cable box was full of vim and vigor. It took another two hours before I convinced him to leave.

Yeah, that’s just good branding for “a bumpy ride”.