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Tears In Rain

Is it too soon to laugh about it? The Red Hot Art Festival wound up being a ridiculously gray cold festival…of pain! Well, more like discomfort really. Lousy Smarch weather! Day one had temperatures hovering at just fifty degrees. We huddled under our wall-less tent in the constant rain for TEN HOURS. And too late noticed water had been seeping into some of our framed prints. Day two was better but still fairly miserable. The drizzle ceased but conditions continued to prominently feature the cold and the dank. Yet we endured. If this is anything what camping is like, I’m happy to continue my avoidance of said activity. Needless to say, very little of our art sold. What we did unload was mostly to lovely friends who came out to support our efforts. Adding insult to injury? My son spent much of the weekend with his grandmother who, when picking him up, remarked that it was time for a haircut. I replied that no, the boy wanted to keep his hair long and we were sticking with it. Well she returned him completely shorn, with a buzz cut. And quickly dropped him off out front before speeding away to avoid a confrontation. Good thing too, I guess, because I’m still ready to falcon punch her. Sigh. And today The Kids, from Belgium, announced they were canceling next month’s Minneapolis show. These things come in threes, don’t they? That’s enough disappointment for now, thank you.

On a happier note, Friday afternoon was spent out and about running errands (much of it Red Hot Art related) in the sunshine. The weather was still gorgeous and summer-like at that point, in the 70s. And the lad and I enjoyed our visit to Ax-Man Surplus. At the festival itself I caught up with many old friends, and struck up some interesting conversations with strangers. One guy requested permission to photograph the boots I was wearing (he didn’t seem to be one of the flickr foot fetishists I tend to attract). That will apparently end up over here. And despite my general dislike of talking on the phone, this evening I had another lovely, long conversation with my suddenly Southern friend. He had many entertaining tales to relate but, overall, day one of his new job went well. There are a few ancillary concerns to be sorted still but I have no doubt he will settle into his new life quite nicely.

sad puppy

Bonus: The literal video version of Bonnie Tyler’s Total Eclipse of the Heart. So perfect.
Plus: Frank Zappa playing the bicycle on the Steven Allen show in 1963.
And: The True Blood season two premiere is in less than one week. Yessss.


  1. adam wrote:

    You make day 2 of Red Hot sound so dreadful. This guy was ok eating mock duck sandos in the cold.

    Tuesday, June 9, 2009 at 9:36 am | Permalink
  2. Sharyn wrote:

    Good point! It wasn’t totally dire. The hanging out was fun, especially when we were treated to our celebrity guest cameos. And I enjoyed seeing Haunted House with three drummers.

    Tuesday, June 9, 2009 at 9:40 am | Permalink
  3. Rena wrote:

    I CANNOT believe what the Grandma did. Completely over-the-line, rude, disrespectful and selfish. You need to print this out—with this comment attached and mail it to Grams.

    Wednesday, June 10, 2009 at 9:29 pm | Permalink
  4. Sharyn wrote:

    Seriously. I’m still stunned. Thankfully the boy’s hair grows fairly quickly, but not fast enough!

    Friday, June 12, 2009 at 8:33 pm | Permalink

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