So I saw Elvis. And he was grand. I tend to forget that even though I think of him primarily as a songwriter/singer/arranger, he's also a kickass performer. Great show. He had sparkly shoes: Hecubus would have approved.
But the surprising thing was that the opening act was Tift Merritt! Whom I remembered Nutty saying she knew. And she was very good indeed; I may go looking for her album.
A fun time was had by all, in the lovely Paramount Theater, which many Buffistas will remember.
Skipping and poking head to post that, according to the Buffista Calendar, today is Raquel's birthday (what an amazing present she gave to herself a couple of days ago, ha?). Happy birthday, Raquel! With lots of wishes for a wonderful year.
Happy Birthday, Raquel!
And I'm going to sleep very soon, but: hi, Nilly!
What did the TAR preview show? My Tivo cut it off like a muhfuck.
Happy Birthday Raquel!
And Hi, Nilly and Alibelle!
And I'm off to bed too. Reading bad SG-1 shmoop is not a good reason to stay up late.
Night, Ali! Night, Suela!
Rio, obviously, I have no answer to your question. Only "hi, Rio!".
Will it be annoying to ask how your wedding plans are coming along (oh, and when is your date, now that I mention it?).
Not annoying at all! They're coming along OK, though we're a bit behind on stuff because we were out of the country last week and couldn't make phone calls very easily. So I'm ever so slightly stressed.
Also, now that we've told our families, mine is being kind of annoying and intrusive, but I'm handling it OK so far.
The date: August 14. So soon. I can't believe it.