Friday night, Mark and I went to see Randy Rainbow Live. We were in the mezzanine. The show was fun, and both of us saw new (to us) material. Mr. Rainbow tried to make it a lounge show, with a Q&A Session with the audience (the audience was unable to come up with interesting questions). I think my favorite routine was "In The Room Where It Happened." I think Mark's was "Cheeto Chirst, Stupid Tzar."
Saturday morning, the minor cold I contracted from The Child's school manifested as a low grade fever. I did not go to the gym.... I spent most of the week end wrapped up like an Edwardian Ocean Liner Traveler, On the plus side, I managed to read some old Sheri S Tepper, and Mercedes Lackey -- mostly for pleasure, partially to look at novel structure.
I also managed to take the last bloom of the Azalea. Normally, it blooms in the spring, but it decided to push out one last one this week.
Saturday morning, the minor cold I contracted from The Child's school manifested as a low grade fever. I did not go to the gym.... I spent most of the week end wrapped up like an Edwardian Ocean Liner Traveler, On the plus side, I managed to read some old Sheri S Tepper, and Mercedes Lackey -- mostly for pleasure, partially to look at novel structure.
I also managed to take the last bloom of the Azalea. Normally, it blooms in the spring, but it decided to push out one last one this week.
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