so, i know its super late... but im going to be visiting the dickens fair.... FINALLY! right? im sad that its only once during the run of 2008 fair, but i will be visiting this Sunday... the last day of fair..
so i hope everyone is going to be there... im ready for a day of play!

so I will not be doing the Dickens Fair after all this year. It makes me sad but I really dont have the time or money for it. I'll most likely attempt at it next year, so hopefully no one goes off and forgets about me too quick.
Till then, I hope everyone has a great run of fair this year! I may come and visit for some fun... so I guess I'll see everyone then!

Hands touch.
They are used to feel.
To make art.
Play music.
They're tools of life.
Something to cry into.
Capable of shielding.
Capable of killing.

They let you tickle.
Write words.
Hold children.
Hold lovers.

without my hands many of my memories would be gone.
my hands that are gifted. my hands that paint your portrait so passionately.

The most important thing about my hands is knowing that at one point in my life they had the chance to touch yours.

This is no doubt my worst day off. I’ve worked every day this week and work ever day next week until Thursday, and this is my only day off.

My original plan was to go to Tahoe this week. Then we changed it to San Francisco. Then it was changed to spending time in Davis with a friend. Then it ended up being me stuck at home, no power, garbage all over my yard due to today being garbage day, and the two Italian cypresses aligning my driveway have fallen.
Normally I love stormy days, but thi... read more