Well, the 'audition' didn't quite go as planned (for my Blog readers a brief update: I was to jam Friday night with a local Celtic rock band on keyboards by way of audition ... very last minute, planned earlier in the day on Friday). The band hadn't played together for some time, so they were quite high-strung and nervous about their performance. Throwing a wild card (e.g., me) into the mix just didn't seem wise. So Mason and I, and Mason's cousin and her boyfriend spent an enjoyable evening listening to the band at Rula Bula and winning Guinness pint glasses in their 2nd anniversary raffle. Went home very drunk (no, I wasn't driving), after an intermediate and very entertaining stop at Fascinations, a sex shop on Mill two doors down from the pub.

Further, I spent this afternoon driving around the entire Phoenix metropolitan area in search of a papyrus plant. Long story short, after visiting five Wal-Marts, three Home Depots and one independent nursery, I finally found one. But I got very hot, tired and sweaty in the process. I just have to say that that plant had better not die on me after all I went through to get it. BTW, Kerry, I borrowed a shovel so I could plant it. I would've asked, but you were still out of town.

Ah, domesticity. This is my last breather before the old triple grind of school, work and business starts chopping me up again. Wish me well!