Socialists

This break, as much as there has been of it, has been marked with whirlwindy social activity.

Yesterday, Otis had a massage appointment in the morning with the Mother of Melvin, so I got to see Mel and Mel Jr. for a little bit in the a.m. Afterwards, I went up to meet Wheylona on Cap Hill, where she was hanging with Smilin' Silvio. Wheylona and I hung out for the day, doing bidness and pleasure and beggie burgers, since Otis had another massage in the afternoon with Phil. I dropped Wheylona off at the Ridge because I had to go do a favor for Otis's boss, so she got to see Phil but I didn't. When I came home, Otis and I took Wheylona back to Cap Hill before we had to drive up to Edmonds to meets some totally cool dudes, Otis's high school pal Angela and her husband Lyle. We had some terrific Thai food and some great conversation. Then, we had to scoot down to the airport to lurk in the lots and enighborhoods until both Soapy and his luggage were deplaned so we could take him home. Whew!

In comparison, yesterday was a slow delight, just spending time with everyone at Dingo's beauteous brunch, sharing quiche and stories, before slogging through the rainy mess that was Friday traffic to do the last-minute stuff for the ANASNYEWWSS. Whew, again!