Waning Gibbous, 75% of the Moon is Illuminated

I packed the car by the light of the waning gibbous moon Saturday morning, preparing for the Knitty Paws fiber gig. I love moonlight and moon shadows. I do not like to do mornings anymore; I mean, it takes an extraordinary event to get me at up at 3:45 A.M. An opportunity to make money counts.

And I did well. Thanks to Danny for all her planning and for giving me a primo spot. All four babies went home with new parents (sniff) as did the Baynes spinning wheel and - a goodly bit of Fuzzarelly Fibers. Yippee!

And the day exhausted me. I clipped 2 bunnies today and mowed the lawn. Tomorrow, Bonnie goes to the vet.


I Didn't Know Cheney Had Kids That Age

Amherst alum: So we're looking over the applications, and there are all these amazing kids. Won the Westinghouse, worked for the UN. And the questions: "Who do you most look up to?" "My parents, because they're immigrants, and they taught me to work hard." And with each of them it's like, "in". And then we get to this one, it's like, "What's a recent intellectually stimulating experience?" The answer is, "I love my dog, walking my dog." Stuff like that. On and on, really ridiculous. And then, "Who do you most look up to?" The answer: "my parents, especially my dad. He's the President of the United States." And we look at each other, and Steve is like, "in."

--Williamsburg

Overheard by: Julia Mandell

via Overheard in New York, Jul 16, 2006