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This, even from where we were, was pretty damn cool as the circus band played the national anthem. I mean, seriously. How often does Old Glory get carried in by elephant back?

And the barding on the elephant! I've got a sideview I'll post on Monday. DUDE. Bob Mackie couldn't have done better.

* * *

Friday and it's hammered.

I've got the dentist at 3 pm. Banking to do. I've written my pages for the day, so that's done. Put together a composite card. Sew. Do taxes. Work on the house in prep for the descent of the Mad Model et al. Fix the bouncing Hunt Press email.

If I fall over dead, tell them I went down gloriously in battle. It'll be our little secret.

*vibrate*

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Jul. 13th, 2009 08:06 am
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I have no wit. I have very few words.

Pictures from the circus will be coming. Would have been yesterday, but I was down for the count for most of the day due to hardware issues. If not for my friend, Patrick, the day would have been a total loss, hard drive wise. His guidance helped me rescusitate the external and make sure it doesn't happen again. I've also got another 250 GB drive now on the external, which is most needed as the one that went down for the day is officially full. I'm not entirely certain that that didn't have something to do with the failure as well.

* * *

And then there's the news about Noah's father this morning. Not even two weeks after my co-worker's father also dying. And think what you will about Michael Jackson, he also was a father and leaves behind grieving children.

So, of course, I'm thinking of my own father. Especially this week.

My father's birthday is this Friday.

* * *

We went to the circus on Saturday. The Mouse melted down towards the end. There were no monkeys. She was convinced that she'd missed them, not that they didn't have them. After all, in her world, circuses have monkeys. Either way, it was about an hour too long for someone under the age of 5.

Bean, on the other hand, aside from startling at the fireworks just stared at *everything*. With her mouth open. Her expression was priceless.

I took a lot of photographs. Especially of the elephants. Elephants are just made of awesome.

The tiger tamer was frikken' insane.

The acrobatic acts were frankly true to the term death defying and scared the bejeezus out of me more than once. Tiger cage? No problem. Leap off of anything with no net? Holy crap, no.

We'll go again.

* * *

So, another leavened weekend. Joy and grief. The masks of theater in all their glory, tragic and comic.

Next weekend, in time for my father's birthday, I hopefully see my eldest sister. Who is going in for surgery today on her neck.

Gods.

Stop the world.

I want to get off for a few minutes.

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