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A brief summary: BHK's Birthday!

I managed to butter her nose by sneaking caches of a dollop in the nightstand (on a plate), and then by instilling enough paranoia in her to make looking for it in there ridiculous. A year ago today, I proposed to her - more a gift to myself, or us both. I'm happy that she said yes.

We visited the bayfest from about 11:30 to 1:30... got home before we both spontaneously combusted. We quite enjoyed the fest, and it's sort of a shame that it'll be the last one. (Or at least, there are no plans for more in the immediate future, anyhow.)

Items consumed:

Funnel Cake.
Kettle Corn
Egg Rolls
Orangeade
Water, lots of Water.

Items of note - toothless man gumming a hot dog and beer

BHK bought me a classic 60's style Spider-man lunch box for 50¢ - good find.

Very cute but brief parade of:

a fire truck
a local celebrity I don't know
7 men in fuzzy admiral's hats
several little girls with pom-poms
several kids in gi uniforms, swinging shiny golden nun-chucks
a stilt-walker in a Frankenstein costume about 10 feet tall.

On the way home we stopped in at a storefront spa that recently surfaced - it might be a place for BHK to visit to redeem her birthday "beauty coupon" I put a hand made thing in there for whatever she wants to do at Scalped, but it's totally transferable.

After we recovered from the heat (drank a lot of cold drinks once inside, we realized that there were no soft pretzels at the fair, but we did have some in the freezer, so we continued the fair-food experience in the comfort of our air conditioned living room by consuming pretzels and remaining kettle corn while watching Ace of Cakes... we didn't have any energy to do much more than that, despite the highly event-filled weekend here. Due to the heat, we skipped the local B.I.G. book sale at the tobacco warehouse, the opening of the Ren-fest (not a problem, it runs for 9 weekends!), and totally forgot about the Greek fest until late in the evening. It was simply too effin' hot.

Once the sun turned the heat back a notch, we headed over to the in-laws for Chinese Food, a little present-opening and viewing of one of BHK's presents... Grease and Grease 2... the heat turned into storms, so we had to shut off the tube and a/c for a bit at their house, but aside from that, it was a pleasant evening... Louise made it over, too!

We headed back right before the end of Grease two - BHK and I were both tuckered out, and were fairly sleeping through the video.

Tomorrow, we have a birthday party at Tina's place!

You are the Hanged Man

Self-sacrifice, Sacrifice, Devotion, Bound.

With the Hanged man there is often a sense of fatalism, waiting for something to happen. Or a fear of loss from a situation, rather than gain.

The Hanged Man is perhaps the most fascinating card in the deck. It reflects the story of Odin who offered himself as a sacrifice in order to gain knowledge. Hanging from the world tree, wounded by a spear, given no bread or mead, he hung for nine days. On the last day, he saw on the ground runes that had fallen from the tree, understood their meaning, and, coming down, scooped them up for his own. All knowledge is to be found in these runes.

The Hanged Man, in similar fashion, is a card about suspension, not life or death. It signifies selflessness, sacrifice and prophecy. You make yourself vulnerable and in doing so, gain illumination. You see the world differently, with almost mystical insights.

What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.

1 year ago - robo-post while I'm on vaykay with BHK, dragonfly-kitty pic

2 years ago - google talk, web-surfing, Katrina, Robertson apologizes, v05-blueberry, medieval career, book meme, palm doodle, weather, power-out phone post

3 years ago - bag lady update, Twilight Zone: Planet of the Apes

4 years ago - got bro a Ganesh, (but I skipped the digeridoo), law and order coloring book, first day at new gig as good server king of the south, gabbed with mi Hala re: jhumkas and moonstones, and happy thoughts of working with her, Shal'weez.

5 years ago - heroclix improvised weapons, deadly toys, poemtag

6 years ago - pirate joke, selectivity, amor, warning label poll

7 years ago - aliens operate on my body, rhymes, colors, stevie

119 years ago - A plant grows in Mexteca, Mexico, which the natives call the "herb of prophecy." A dose of it produces sleep similar in all respects to the hypnotic state. The subject answers with closed eyes all questions that are put to him, and is completely insensible. The pathologic state brings with it a kind of prophetic gift and doublesight. Furthermore he loses his will and is completely under the control of another. On returning to himself he remembers nothing of what he has done. -Excelsior Cottager, August 25, 1888