an uncomfortable numbness of feet

Made it to The English Ale thanks to the great kindness generosity of motokomaharet and enkorvaks. This despite the fact that I've been rather trashed most of the last week, and if I hadn't have been commanded to be there By She Who Sings I probably wouldn't have gone. From a health standpoint it probably would have been preferable. From avoiding feelings of alienation it probably would have been a far better alternative. Just niggling things, but they definitely added up over the course of the evening. Then again pain limits my ability to cope with irritation. To much of my inanity buffers are dealing with the pain. Anyway, the parade happened, the Giants marched (there were three this year), the Wicker Man was burned, and people retired to the hall to experience half of Bygone Error (John's partner was rather flat and two dimensional; then again, many people say that about Christian when he actually appears in person), Red Moon sung, half of Red Moon sung, Damh the Bard sung, and Spiral Dance played to many people dancing. Then I fled home with 5 of Damh's CDs, so this month's music collection will heavily veer towards folk. If I actually go on Thursday I'll grab the 6th. I also bought 2 Spiral CDs. Apparently I now have to undergo an interrogation as to why I am buying their CDs, before I am in fact allowed to actually buy them. The exchange of the objects known as currency is apparently not sufficient any more. Realizing that I had less control over my panic at country driving helped control the mental melt down and I returned home much less of a blubbering heap than the last two times I ventured out of the city. Although I was minus a red-bellied black snake who had traitorous deserted me for a warm purse. Hopefully for a short time, but what else can you expect from a creature that goes by the name of Insidious Serpentine (it was it's second appearance at a Spiral gig, since I found him hiding when I went looking for my sash). Anyway Damh and Spiral have a series of concerts around Australia over the next week. Check the Gig Guide for details.

quote of the second/day/week/month/year/century/millenium

"Biting is excellent. It's like kissing, only there's a winner." Well OK, there were lots of other delicious quotes, but it all comes under the heading of "Spoilers, Sweetie."