Beth, when is this house concert? Cause it's been a while since I saw you guys, and I trust your taste in music...

Thanks, guys. I may beg off. I just realized that if I did go to the party, I'd be standing most of the night, and that would be a problem, since my plantar fasciitis has flared up with a vengeance in the last few days. If my feet are going to hurt, I'd rather it be because I was running, not standing around at a party in a costume.

I still feel bad, but I'll try to schedule a lunch with the hostess in the next few weeks.

It is in Press - Saturday the 5th.

ita, please take care of your brainpan. Have some more Ting.

We're back from a Haight Street jaunt that involved braving the fabric store on Halloween weekend (so Emmett's Harpo coat can have pockets), the bookstore (to get some cards) and the cafe (for shooting mostly inept pool punctuated by a few brilliant shots). Now we're back home resting up before we catch Mirrormask in the theater one more time.

I'm not even sure what this is...

It was just linked to from another page

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Why am I watching The Blair Witch Project? Somebody hold me.

Beth, is there a way I can pay you in advance/buy a ticket now, or should I just buy one there?

Have fun ita-- what costume are you wearing?

People I like need to stop falling down and hurting themselves.

In other news, I slept most of the day away to make up for lost time, punctuated only by finally getting to pick up my replacement safety tire after a month and going out to lunch at Bahama Breeze. Food was unremarkable if good, but I am spoiled for all lesser lemonade after drinking freshly squeezed juice sweetened by sugar cane juice. I'm tempted to go back for dinner just to have that to drink again.

I feel too groggy and headache-y to go see The Rocky Horror Picture Show at the drive-in, but may pile on some scary movies and Wallace & Gromit shorts to watch later.

One important thing to note about the fabric store is that among its rich and gorgeous brocades, perfect for corsets, it has a particularly lush gold brocade with little twisty viney shapes and Japanese characters and, my hand to God, Hello Kitty faces. Some Buffista needs this brocade, I'm certain. (If anyone's willing to commit, I'll happily trot back, buy some and ship it.)

Perkins, Tinkerbell.

I need two things: to find my nail file, and to stop absently poking at the knot on the back of my head. Is there another word for it, one that has fewer other meanings? In Jamaica we call it a coco, at least on kids. Which, ah, does have other meanings too, but none of them actually have anything to do with physiology.

eta: stolen from Neil Gaiman: Jane Austen font.

Regular gasoline dropped to $1.999 today, after peaking at $3.099 five weeks ago. Yay for cheaper gas, but WTF drives these prices? It sure isn't local demand.

Also weird is that diesel peaked higher--about $3.50--and has stayed higher--currently $3.109

What are prices like for you guys?