memory walk 2008
Of course this, the totally unplanned picture taken on the fly, turned out better than the five pictures I took of Delores. Sigh.
Anyway, Brooke offered to manhandle Oliver around (I wasn't going to bring him because I wanted to spin) so he was able to come after all. We met up with work people there, and signed in. This year, apparently, they decided that it was going to be a shirt PER fifty dollars, and there was $175 to my name on the site (the last one went through yesterday so it wasn't there yet) plus the $60 I had from Paypaled donations. I'm sure my face was a study. Fortunately that meant that I could give Brooke, Activities Dir and Her Daughter shirts, but KW Activities had to wait till Big Boss showed up with the other two shirts we had gotten for being a sponsor.
Other than that .... uh it was a beautiful fall day, much to everybody's surprise, there were a hell of a lot of dogs and Oliver was unnerved, and I just sent in the tour photo of Delores, and I cannot believe, on mature consideration, that I have sent that picture of myself to be distributed across the internets. =w=
And now I have a debt to settle with the universe, since hallelujah! the shirts were not white! and I swore a massive vow regarding same. Now I'm trying to figure out what sort of AibaJun porno(ish) I should even write. MATSUMOTO JUN, FOR SOMEONE WITH HIPS LIKE YOURS YOU SURE ARE HARD TO PORN T_T
Also I wandered out after I woke up from sleeping like the dead earlier and discovered Cecil watching football in a manly way, with the cat spread over his chest like a horrible black fungus. 9_9