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I've Got Blisters On My Eyeballs
Long weekend makes Monday morning at work feel like a cakewalk in comparison. You know you're overbooked when you look forward to the first day of the workweek because it means a lighter load than the two days before.
This July's editon of 14/48 went swimmingly well, although 12 straight hours of standing on concrete proved to be quite punishing on my two flat feet. And it's been a long time since I spent that long in an almost continuous cooking frenzy. Started with eggs and pancakes at 8:00 a.m., followed by several hours of boiling pasta for lunch, then onto an afternoon bar-b-que, done all the while fending off errant dodge balls from the neighbor's game in the alley behind ConWorks. (FYI if you ever find yourself in a similar situation: A large, round Weber grill lid makes an excellent shield with which to protect the meat and put the balls back in-play.)
Did finally get a break at around showtime on Saturday, but just long enough for me to head home, grab a quick shower, then race up the lake to Fremont to run box office for Annex Theatre's latenite presentation of Principia Discordia - Live!, a wacky, irreverent, and admittedly somewhat confusing primer on the Discordian Movement one of those late 1960's dadaesque satires of organized religion, which in turn inspired Robert Anton Wilson's Illuminatus Trilogy as well as similar religious parodies, such as The Church Of The SubGenius. I won't try to explain what it's about, because like any good joke, if you have to explain it, then you've already blown the punchline anyway.
Then, it was BACK to ConWorks to catch the tail end of the second act of 14/48, after which we did a quick clean up, then drank beer until 4:00 a.m. (Although when I left, there were still a fair number of beer drinkers drinking beer, so who knows how long the festivities continued), finally falling into bed around 5:00 a.m. So, it was a roughly 23 hour day, and even though I planned to sleep in on Sunday, not having anything to do until 1:00 p.m. when I was scheduled for another round of box office, I only managed about 4 hours, probably due as much to the lingering effects of one of those super caffeinated, glucose infused "energy drinks" as to the inevitable 9:00 a.m. revelle of floatplanes taking off.
Needless to say I made sure to get to bed on time last night!
And just in case anyone is wondering, this is an extreme, albeit not untypical example of what my weekends tend to be like.
Posted byCOMTE
on 10:13 AM
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