atrasties

something short;
The show went ok, I torqued my left hip in a mad attempt to get my partner and I some footing. We had intended on a waltz with some aerial stuff, but it turned into all aerial with some waltz attempted in parts. The riggers didn't really know how to work us as they are used to circus stuff and we were more mobile so our whole dance spent almost the whole time just swinging around hoping to hit ground so we could do something. I'm hopong we still get paid as the event organizers might be iffy about the quality they have to pay for but I showed up with every intention of doing something good as did my partner but the best laid plans of mice, you know.
I have to go to a funeral today and listen to people cry about their inability to see the joy in death, the passing from one long full life to something else beautiful. It's gonna be all angst and pathos, (it's a catholic service) so expect people not knowing how to respond to I'm sorry for your grief. Most people think of the loss but that implies selfish thinking to me, you can't hold onto rain eventually it transmutes into something else, just like us. One day part of me will be compost and part of me, I don't know, maybe a kitten.

spanks and snuggles
wade