Like, oh, mah, gah.

Who knew that Laine's solo photo blog would get updated a million times more often than the SLOG? Laine did!

If you want to see what we're up to, check her out.

I'm just going to pick up like I've not been on hiatus for a coon's age.

We missed the balloon race this weekend, since we didn't feel like sitting in traffic for an hour and a half whenwe live 6 miles from the park. Instead, we set up a picnic in the relatively deserted (Apart from the ten-year-old boys in church clothes being "MEN!" with the one with the stuffed white cat) Carondelet Park.  Then we went to Apop, where I got enough 50's pulp girl fiction to choke a horse. I'll be relishing "Sorority Girls," "Candy Stripers," and "Three is a Crowd" for the next week and a half. I read most of "Candy Stripers" while sitting in on the lecture at SLU for the "Celluloid Bible" exhibit, which opened at MOCRA on Sunday.

In between those two events, we went to Grovefest in The Grove, Saturday night, which wasn't nearly so well-attended as it was last year. It was rather sad, actually. But the two fashion shows and the 7:00 roller derby demo was packed, which was what we came to see. There were just too many sports-type things going on this weekend to expect a massive crowd anywhere arts related, I believe.

We missed the reading at Duff's Monday night, because I'm lame and I ran over a roofing nail at Lords and Ladies on Sunday, with Laine's newly-shod bicycle, no less, and I had to go get it fixed. Then I had to go update Saint Louis Poetry Center's new website, which is like playing with Barbies or Tonka Trucks, or whatever shiny new toy that floated your boat as a tyke. Shiny boats work, too. That's enough of such boringness. I promise to start updating again on a regular basis, now that I've cut back on some of my volunteer gigs for awhile.

Coming up: This Friday is Third Friday at Third Degree Glass Studio in U-City.