So much to catch up on.

Steph, livid on Tim's dad's behalf and the whole family. Jesus. Who doesn't think stroke when you see that? Completely untrained, non-healthcare adjacent people would still think, "Stroke," and call a fucking ambulance.

Yay for good doctors, and bringing people on board, finally, and cute guinea pigs, and vacations, and onerous tasking, and vaccinations, and boosters. Wishing feeling better to those in need of that, from stomach bugs to adjusting to new teachers, if only for a bit, and new nannies when that happens.

Tom, echoing all of what people have said, most recently, Jesse. Thinking a thousand good thoughts for you. At least a thousand.

Austin conference was great. Met neat people. Have no idea what Austin is like other than the Fairmont and the airport,, both of which were fine. Totally smooth travels. No complaints and glad to be home. We had a super quiet, no other people weekend, which was much needed and enjoyed.

Oh! Sorry to disappoint, but I did not go to the ecstatic dance and magic treats party. I was so exhausted by Wedneaday night, there was just no way. All I managed was ecstatically flopping onto the bed and the magic of room service.

There is indeed something to be said for ecstatically flopping onto the bed and magical room service.

Oh! Sorry to disappoint, but I did not go to the ecstatic dance and magic treats party.

I saw a Facebook notice that there's an ecstatic dance party twice a month in my neighborhood (100% UNsurprising), but I don't want to pay $20 to see what goes on.

It's at 10:30 in the morning on Sundays, and it's described as "All ages. Family friendly. Substance-free, shoe-free, judgment-free." I think I'd require some substances to actually ecstatically dance with strangers.

10:30 am ecstatic dance party is a little hard to imagine. I would need, at the very least, coffee for that.

We are maybe coming back online Wednesday although not everyone will have access immediately so that will be interesting. Outlet Sale probably moving to December or maybe being cancelled but almost definitely not starting Thursday. The tentative feeling that I even know what my job entails is almost entirely dissipated.

10:30 am ecstatic dance party is a little hard to imagine. I would need, at the very least, coffee for that.

It takes several glasses of wine to get me dancing at a wedding reception, so, yeah. And I'm not a morning person anyway.

I think I'd require substances to be judgement-free if the event is shoe-free.

Sorry about Tim's dad, Steph! Hoping for the docs to help him recover as much as is possible, and for the care facility to get their act together (whether or not he goes back to that particular one).

I too thought Teppy was going to balk at the shoe-free part of it.

I took today off work (I’m on vacation the rest of the week and initially thought I’d fly out today, but instead tomorrow) and don’t know what to do. I took the dog for a short walk. I’m running laundry so I can pack. I slept in a bit. And now….hmm.

10:30 am ecstatic dance party is a little hard to imagine.

I'm imagining something like that 90s goth industrial dance beneath the underpass in broad daylight.

My mind was going to hippie festival, which COULD happen at 10:30 am, certainly, but getting me there that early is very hard to imagine (unless I had camped there the night before, I suppose, but are Teppy's neighbors into that? I am not a free-range chicken, after all)

I'd have to be barefoot to truly dance ecstatically, and yeah, likely not at all substance-free.