diet Coke. in sinuses.

If Gwendolyn Skyes was here, she would offer you a handkerchief, apologise that a joke harmed your sinuses, and hug you with a gentleness that would warm the blackest of hearts. I would then after be forced to leave the room, vomit quietly in the bathroom, and try to find a way to plant some crack cocain on her.

I seem to be the only one to recognize her as pure evil and tell people about it. This probably means I'm in her plot. Curses.

VW, is she doing voices? She should be doing voices.

Also, I need a link (doesn't have to be hot, so as to avoid reflog traffic) to the Sentinal Giant Cat stories.

seem to be the only one to recognize her as pure evil and tell people about it. This probably means I'm in her plot.

You're the character the author doesn't like. You'll be proved wrong in the end, and abandoned by all your other friends for being so wrongheaded as to doubt her.

In other cat news, I bought JZ Jenny and the Cat Club yesterday, since it is recently back in print. This would be Jenny Linsky the Greenwich Village cat who is owned by Captain Tinker, who made her a red scarf.

We also picked up The Bears' Famous Invasion of Sicily which was from the same series, The New York Review Children's Collection which reprints quirky cool old kid's books in lovely clothbound editions.

Hec, K-Bug was sad to have missed you two. She was off wandering the stadium with her boyfriend. She remembers you as "the guy that bought her outrageously expensive chocolate".

I am that guy. And was also sad to have missed her. Drag her back into the city sometime and I'll buy her more chocolate.

I am sorry to see so many Buffistae beset with family traumas and tragedies.

Also jealous of Laura and Alibelle et al and their Jazz Cruise (with extra added Jazz Hands?).

I'm very sore from Emmett's birthday as entertaining a pack of feral 9 y.o. boys is arduous work and involves lots of pitching tennis balls and pelting each other and bicycle chases and footballl throwing. The gift giving portion was a success with the iPod shuffle saved for last and earning a full chous of "WoooOooo" followed by the repeated declaration, "You are SO lucky!"

After cleanup, JZ and I didn't have time to squeeze in The Corpse Bride so we dallied in a bar in the Rockridge neighborhood, and had spectacular margaritas while we watched the A's hold onto a win. Then we went to the christening, where I saw all her relatives that came to our wedding more than a year ago. They were all predisposed to liking me since the wedding had been a big hit, so that made things easier. Plus tasty food.

JZ's cousin Damian and his wife Monica were the hosting parents, and their son Evan was getting christened. He was the most curiously attentive baby and oddly into the whole proceeding. He has twin big brothers, aged 2 1/2, and one of them had been run over by a pony at a pony ride previousy that week and gotten badly gashed on the forehead. It would've been funny if it hadn't been so scary. A real close call.

The parents had hired a clown, Buki, to keep the many kids in attendance entertained. Monica came by later and pronounced, "Buki's the bomb! Buki killed!" The children were no match for Buki's hypno entertainment powers.

VW, is she doing voices? She should be doing voices.

No voices.

Also, I need a link (doesn't have to be hot, so as to avoid reflog traffic) to the Sentinal Giant Cat stories.

I'm not sure there is one. I went on a far and wide search around Emily's birthday last year with no luck. Maybe she's hiding it from me, though.

Gwendolyn Skyes? She even has a Mary Sue name.

For billytea: [link]

Andi, I forgot to say what a nice thing finding that crystal was, and I'm glad the vendor found the correct home for it. Also, the cat-toy-in-boot made me laugh.

"You are SO lucky!"

He so totally is.

From the same seller: [link]

Fairy penguin!

You're the character the author doesn't like. You'll be proved wrong in the end, and abandoned by all your other friends for being so wrongheaded as to doubt her.

......crap, I'm a Weasley.

This [link] is going on in our neighborhood today. One of the stages is right outside our window. Their music just got VERY loud. Don't suppose I can call the cops on them, huh?

......crap, I'm a Weasley.

Freesia has been obtained. And a nice sage plant. Some basil as mine has bolted. Some heirloom wee tomatoes. An avocado. Some Spanish fresh goat cheese. And a wee little mixed bouquet that charmed me. This concludes the bounty of today's farmer's market.