Odd what Photoshop decides to do with Auto Levels sometimes. That’s why I use it. Wacky. “There has to be *this* much blue if there’s *this* much yellow.”
Anyway, click on the pic to head over to the new few. I think I put 28 new images up. You might start recognizing some from earlier posts, which is a good thing. It means I’m slowly catching up.
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Tonight is Chris‘s end-of-alimony-palooza shindig. Talk about a great excuse for a party. Woo!
There’s also a secret party going on out in the secret woods somewhere, secretly. Davin said he’d send the good word when he got it. I don’t know if I’ll make it out there after all is said & done this eve, but it sounds like it might be the good times. Next weekend is the last Special Party ever, according to the official underground word, so I won’t be missing that. By the sound of it no one else will be missing it either. Brace yourself.
And then I guess it’s well & truly festival season. Soundwave, Island Style, and so forth. I guess it’s on then, yes?
Oh. And the 29th looms like a beast of unpredictable temper. Maybe she’ll grab me up in big hugs. Maybe she’ll maw down on my entrails. Birthdays are funny creatures. I’ll be on stage for part of it, at any rate. I think you should come to Folk Fest at least for that part.