Crap, forgot Saturday and Sunday cool stuff

On Sat. While sitting in the dirt, I am greeted by the ED at NCRF. He mentions that one time, the lady with him will need to blow Stupina a kiss. He doesn't expect me to do it, but I hand off all my stuff and set it up. She blows me a kiss and I do a back over-the-shoulder fish flop. She laughs and another person walking by (child) is amused. I ask him if he is just and strong and he does it. I flip again. I am appropriately amazed. They are appropriately amused.

On Sunday, I see Eleanor Weatherby and her maids. They are looking for someone, but somehow we get on sharing and they entertain me with Annie's sonnet. I return the favor with my favorite. Yes, Shakespeare from Stupina. It was odd and I almost blanked while doing it, but it was fun. Nice loud bit all around...

Ok, feel better now

yeah, it's that meme thing again...

Leave one memory of you and me together. It doesn't matter if I know you a little or a lot, anything you remember! Next, post this in your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you.

Fascinating

In many cases, but not all, the thing that I thought of was the same event the other remembered. I didn't look at the replies till I wrote them. Kinda cool actually. Important moments grab you I guess.

lighthearted prayers

Ok, so it's not the life and death that others are going through in need of prayers, but I really don't want a rained out last weekend. That would suck miserably. So any positive half thoughts you can spare would be appreciated.

Forecasters are now predicting rain on Sat for sure. 60% chance. I don't like rain, is icky. I can't sing in the dirt, I can't have kisses blown to me, I might cancel the show, I can't do alot of stuff I like doing in a faire day. It will also KILL crowds on closing weekend and we need numbers.

If I can't do the show on Sat, most likely I will have Mrs. Pugh do Sunday, unless she want's to give it a no go, but someone always loses out.

Sniff.

Don't want wet stuff.