Fond of rumpots, crackpots, and how are you, Mr. Wilson?

We're nearing the end of our shared vacation week (my office was good enough to shut down entirely for the duration), so it feels like we've made the most of it:

* workout at a Stupid Hour of the Morning, which is much of why I currently feel like twelve yards of movie theatre carpeting

* a trip to the farmer's market, which I've very much enjoyed doing more often: chicken, beef, sausage, red onions, fresh sage for the pasta with pumpkin and browned butter, raspberries, garlic. It doesn't hurt that with food transportation costs up, buying locally is no longer priced at a relative premium.

* haircut and beard management from Skylar my Hair Person, who left the salon that was a bit over a block away and somehow found a place that was even closer. I have weird, cowlick-riddled facial hair, so when I find someone who can deal with the encroaching face bramble, you best believe that I'm holding on with both hands.

( Obligatory selfie herein, natch )

* a wander over to Bull Moose, where I found used copies of four different Pentangle albums on vinyl; only bought one, Solomon's Seal, because that one I'm pretty sure I'll never see in the wild again for boring nerdy reasons

* air fryer chicken wings and broccoli for dinner

* got a whole mess o'yak shaving done on the video for the YouTube-channel-that-I-swear-I'll-write-about-soon, which meant a lot of pre-editing, an annoying process made mroe so by the fact that I enjoy it, dammit

Tomorrow: an hour or two of filming, then date night with Andrea. Promises to be no less lovely.

I haven't posted a picture in a while, so here's me. Also pictured: my gainful employment. And a zit. Employment and a zit. Yep.

EDIT: I have no clue why it's displaying sideways. Just cock your head over and imagine I'm passed out drunk or something.

I have determined that by the time the smoke had cleared, I had gotten myself more exhausted at Arisia than I ever had before in my life, so much so that I'm still attempting to recover now (which is why I fell asleep in between phone calls at work today, I dare say). So to mark the space between here and the zillion posts that need to be written, let me just say this: on Saturday, for the first time ever at a con, I costumed.

( Picture behind this cut tag )

White leather rabbit mask a birthday present from and by belgatherial, pocket watch a birthday present from and by figmentj, brocade coat a birthday present from myself (and by Shrine). There are stories, layers and spheres and clouds of stories about the parts and the whole, and about the whole Arisia weekend. The stories come soon; sleep comes faster. See you all in the dreaming.