Phyllis Sidheuaine

It was decided that we're going to the Sunday show since we had so much attention at the farmers market that the merchants had gone home way before we were allowed to leave (poor "entertainers" who were actually supposed to be the "main event". )

Several of the guys with a sweet tooth had fun with a few of the vendors, including one that sold handmade chocolates, picking up business cards left and right. One of them asked me why I didn't get some chocolate for myself since it was lower in sugar. I told him that, because of the cocoa butter, it's off my diet. He looked at me and I told him that I'd explain when we got home.

Kei got unwelcome attention from one of the patrons (a hand on his rear end, which he doesn't like at all.) Hirato dealt with the situation quite nicely, though ("The gentleman asked you to leave him alone, so remove your hand before you end up regretting it.") She was arrested by Milwaukee police for her antics with Kei and her antics Thursday night at the jazz concert. Oh, she didn't steal any wallets; she just grabbed unwilling men's a$$ets. Strangely enough, she tried to tell the cops that Kei groped her (too bad for her that most of the vendors know my "clan" and informed the officers that he was in front of her, she was in the wrong position for him to grab her backside.) Anyway, I have a sneaking suspicion she's banned from that park.

It was a good thing that we didn't go to the air show because of the weather, but we got hearing protection for the proposed flights Sunday (Al's foregoing Mass to join us, although I understand that there's going to be an impromptu Mass held at the show.) Nai's so cute walking around with his protection on all the time. Seems like one of the seamstresses made covers for the ear parts, embroidering :kitty:s holding both Japanese and American flags.

Ah, gotta go. A chocolate fight.

Phyllis Sidheuaine

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Just got back from the air show a few minutes ago. Wren and Mieu were extremely helpful, warning the rest of us to cover our ears, even with the hearing protection. You see, Wren "tapped into" the jets, giving us adequate time to cover our ears when needed, and he kept in contact with Mieu at all times, too (real helpful when one jet came through. ) Several car alarms went off due to the jets.

A couple of pilots took Wren out for a spin after their performances were over, but they couldn't understand how or why a jet airplane landed itself against its pilot's instructions (didn't have the heart to tell them that the plane can actually fly himself and has, several times.) Not long after, a front came in that caused everybody to be grounded. Wren = At least he didn't dump them into the lake.

Ah, well. Almost everybody had fun at the air show (the problem with drunks. . .) Over 200 of my guys were rather happy to give the police a hand with a few of them (avoid messing with Belinda, her little brother and Emba's kids if you want to survive long enough to be arrested.)

Oops, gotta go. A couple of detectives are at the door and they want to talk with me.)

Phyllis Sidheuaine

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and the chameleon subscribes now too clicking on the relevant buttons glady accepting the polite invite having feasted a little "...I love fiction inter-spliced with daily life merging into one for imagination not only drives the fancied but oft the here and now as a flight of fancy becomes tomorrows plan, or a finished tick that lies dormant..." the chameleon thinking of his prophetic 'Rejuve' novel gathering dust now "...whereas the diary of a nobody goes on now to the last post, wherever that may be, where genre flits and fluctuates never knowing what happened last or next, resting here now forever..." says Jats continuing reading back through this life now.

Phyllis Sidheuaine

More fun at the farmers market, this time courtesy of the mecha pilots.

An idjit decided that she was going to get to her stylist appointment if she drove through the "Road Closed" section. A couple of rounds from the shotgun-bearing wanzer put the kibbash on that plan rather quickly. I guess the fact that several little kids were in danger of being run over by the car made the decision to fire a couple of rounds into her engine block rather moot. The vehicle came to a stop at the foot of the missile-bearing wanzer, axe raised to give the car a "split personality" (found out that, if the driver had evaded the shotgun, there was a missile ready for launch targeting the hood/bonnet, too.)

The sandwich bento were scarfed, a few with two cookies in them instead of one, sodas and iced tea nice and cold on such a hot day. We bought out the buffalo vendor and the honey vendor as well as buying out the fresh strawberries at one vendor. My guys tried to buy out the kettle corn guy, but I believe he outsmarted them (brought several cases of unpopped kernels that they hid from my guys.)

The "entertainment" didn't show, so we were drafted. Good thing we have so many trained singers that still remember the tunes they learned for the latest fundraiser (or we would've been up sh!t creek without a plumber's helper.) Alas, we paid for our performance with sunburns.

Ah, gotta go. I have to treat my arms again. :kitty:s' orders.

Phyllis Sidheuaine

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The "clan" wishes all of the American FC delegation who are also fathers a belated happy Fathers Day.

Emba's second oldest presented him with his first knapped spearhead (brought tears to Emba's eyes) and Yuuen got a quilted and beaded gathering sack, big enough to hold several pounds of portabella mushrooms without breaking or crushing any of them.

FeiLong's present from Tao was his first report card from his summer class (a B, but it is real college, not College for Kids.) Yoh smiled at the youth's tenacity, suffering the slings and arrows of a professor who would rather be in the Caribbean than teaching math during the summer along with the "Why hasn't he lined up with his group for College for Kids?" (I informed the person that Tao is enrolled in college, not "watered down" college.) What's funny about the situation is that several of the kids from the CfK program slipped into Tao's class, then left, crying, in the middle of a discussion on Euler's formula for figuring -1 (much higher math than the other kids were used to.)

Kurusu's little girl gave him a new pair of leather driving gloves, which he was extremely grateful for (he doesn't want to accidentally drain the "wrong person" [it ain't pretty, TRUST ME].)

Belinda and her little brother gave Yuki a short performance with Sakon's and several :kitty:s' help. Belinda's part was a bit slow, but she has to work around her impediments. Yuki didn't mind the least bit (he told me that the performance was the second best present he could ever get, his children being the best presents ever.)

We finished the Fathers Day celebration with a huge barbecue, no "crashers" this time. Hughes looked a bit downcast, but a couple of the kids from RED's combination school and "orphanage" asked if he'd like to be their father. Their innocent question got a chuckle along with a "We'll see" from the older man. We also flew several kites, including a couple of authentic dragon kites (which impressed a few people who were flying their kites on the beach, too.)

Oops, gotta go. Idjit neighbors. GUYS, YOU KNOW THE ROUTINE.

Phyllis Sidheuaine

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We had some unwanted excitement last night. The wanzers were deployed on a rescue/recovery mission (you might've heard about the incident where a cement wall collapsed, crushing one teenager to death and severely injuring his friend and one of their parents.) We knew it couldn't be good when a shinigami preceded the mechs to the scene.

What an opening day of Summerfest, especially for those families.

Gotta go. The wanzer pilots are getting plastered. Again.

Phyllis Sidheuaine

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Just got something important in the mail. A bracelet that one of the neighbors wanted to buy from me (seems he forgot to get something for his girlfriend for their anniversary, and he thought that a bracelet would tide her over.) He didn't like the fact I refused to part with it, turned all "sour grapes" ("She wouldn't like it anyway. It's so [fooking] ugly." Hey, function over form, man.)

One of "the clan" informed the jerk that his girlfriend wouldn't be that happy with the bracelet because it's a Medic Alert bracelet. One of the items engraved on it would curtail her "pain killers" and another would curtail her ability to sleep when-/wherever she wanted. The first part is because of a fondness for opiates, the second is because of frequent "finger sticks". Why can't he go his usual route and steal flowers from the apartment complex's front yard?

Several of the guys were introduced to chocolate angel food cake and pumpkin angel food cake. Al made some green tea granita as well as peach Melba gelato (I reciprocated with Parmesan crisps, which Asami pigged out on along with Al.)

The wanzer pilots have recovered from their "plastering", all alcohol has been oxidized and is now out of their systems. Ryogo, the one who uncovered the deceased, is acting more and more "questionable", so I think he'll be okay (or as okay as he is normally. )

Ah, gotta go. Idjit neighbor's ing off Kazumi, Kirishima, the Kuba brothers and Yoh. Suoh, put him down in his wheelchair, then back away! Tiger Lily's getting nervous and she really wants to spend tonight with you! Kubas, sheathe your knives in their proper sheathes, not his anatomy! Kirishima, Yoh, engage the safeties on your weapons and holster them, now! His caseworker's been notified!

Phyllis Sidheuaine

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One of the older kids encountered something that was rather disturbing. He was surfing the 'net for an interactive RPG and found a "romantic" game - set in WWII-era Auschwitz-Birkenau. After I explained why I found it disturbing (especially after explaining the significance of the camps), the adults mutually flagged the site on every computer here and removed the address from that computer's history.

Wren visited the kids he transported at Children's. They complained that they were bored, so Wren promised them that he'd find things for them to play with that would be okay in the Isolation ward. He told me that he also promised to take them up after they're released (although he didn't tell them that, when he takes them up, he literally will take them up!)

Oh, and our latest venture to a farmers market ended with just the honey vendor being bought out and several sandwich bento being scarfed by the guys. Oh, and I picked up another chocolate mint plant that I need to transplant soon. The guys sang for their suppers, too (much to this week's "entertainer"'s dismay.) You see, he'd only heard rumors about the talents in my "clan". Now, he has firsthand experience in being upstaged by members of the audience. *le sigh*

Ah, gotta go. :kitty:s are looking at me in the ":kitty: complaint #42, subsection C ("You aren't paying me enough attention and I require my chosen pillow!") and we're ready to use your harp as a scratching post" way.

Phyllis Sidheuaine

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FeiLong and Al are recovering from the "meeting of the minds" I gave them last night. I know, I know. "What happened?" you ask?

We watched the fireworks last night and FeiLong was carrying on about the fact fireworks are a Chinese invention. I happened to mention that the family that does our fireworks display is Italian, which got Al started. I just grabbed some hair and did a rousing rendition of the 1812 Overture. Next time I think I'll set Clare loose on them.

The :kitty:s stayed in the cattery, especially after the display (they hate drunks more than I do, which I thought was impossible.) Nai slipped in after a rather nasty encounter with a drunk woman (she accosted the poor kid, and several members of Circus had to intervene, especially after she took off her shirt.) He's still asleep, his bedroll covered in furred purrson plural, effectively pinning him.

Oops, gotta go. I have to help get breakfast for the "clan", and a few are ready to fight over cereal. I guess I need to perform the 1812 Overture again. *rolls up sleeves and cracks knuckles*

Phyllis Sidheuaine

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A new member of the cattery arrived Thursday, and she's a handful. Tovarish is six weeks old, recently weaned and starting to get real adventurous here. Nekoyashiki is delighted with her antics except when it interferes with his rice and soy (scones and cream.)

It's worse in the kitchen where she's started exploring (found her in a 2 qt. saucepan, mewling away.) She just jumped in and couldn't figure out how to get out, so she gave her lungs some exercise if you ken my meaning.

Oops, gotta rescue her. Again.

Phyllis Sidheuaine

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