Fucking Floral Friday In A Vase

Auntie Blanche's birthday gathering last Saturday provided a lot of FFF fodder. This is one of the smaller bouquets but I think it was my favorite.

Today I'm heading to class then swinging back to the neighborhood to pick up the Bobster and stretch his legs. This is where the kidnapping part comes in. He'll hang with us until Kath comes home. I'm going over there to work on some PUPS calendar stuff with her and eat a little dinner before it's time for me to go into Manhattan again to see The Reformationists at The Bitter End.

Funny story, I was poking around Facebook (such a disturbing place) and came across a good friend who I've needed to call saying that she was going to see a totally different band at the same venue at the same time on the same day. According to the Bitter End's web site her band is going on later than they're advertising. Musicians do that because people are notoriously late to performances. I think it's a chicken and egg thing. Music starts late so people arrive late so the musicians push the start time back so people arrive later etc. I'm a theater person, I hate the late start crap. I'm annoying like that. Anyway, really hope that I run into my friend there, I miss her.