We had a party this weekend. I wish again that we had a our own reality show because then you could SEE it. And let me tell you that explaining 20 drunk bluegrass pickin’ hillbillies descending on your house sounds funny, but it was more like locusts from a nature show. They arrived in a cloud, fluttered around, played, and wandered off in single group (dragging us along in their wake). It was really like a bizarre natural phenomenon (involving lots of beer).
I need to start packing and getting ready for Seattle. People who asked about getting together, I’m sorry I haven’t responded, I was trying to make the necessary plans first (wedding and family). As it stands I’m booked Friday, Saturday and Sunday but free for coffee, lunch or what have you Monday (unless I drive to Olympia, but that’s looking unlikely at this point).