Lust for Life

New boots, finally.  Another pair of Caterpillars (the old pair is still comfy and wearable after something like 5 years of fairly heavy use, so I'm sticking with the brand), slightly different design than the old ones. 

Started breaking the boots in last night when Erin and I went to the Stravinsky concert at Transy.  Concert was good, mostly.  Berea brought huge huge choir, and Centre's was somehow just a little bit off.  Also, whoever designed Haggin Auditorium must have had a real mad-on for tall folks.  I'm just a hair under 6 feet, and I my knees fit snugly against the seat in front of me.

Erin discovered Electric Lemonades last night.  She is now a huge fan, and became incredibly giggly very quickly.

I think I'm going to try and write a short novel about the whole West Virginia funeral trip of a couple weeks ago.  Maybe even shop it around.  This homespun Appalachian stuff is somewhat popular now, and I can still speak the lingo well enough.

There's a Horsemen game this afternoon, but I don't think we're going to make it.  Erin has a lot of work to do, and it's going to involve camping out at the LexPubLib for a while.

C&C - Cats are fine.  Mina was terribly affectionate.  I believe they miss their people.