I've been super busy, as evidenced by my blogging about my Imaginary Cat, Ronald.  In other exciting news, this morning I sent an email to taylormc inquiring whether or not she threw up on the bar at Johnny's Hideaway again last week because that's what happened last time (and the only time) I went to Johnny's Hideaway with her, and it seemed an appropriate question to ask.  She responded that she did not throw up, but she was punched in the eye.  She did not elaborate, as clearly this is something told best by a witness while both said witness and I are drinking mango chile margaritas, so that's my gameplan for post-work today.

In other news, bobloblaw has been sick with the cold of death.  For a while I thought he was the first adult ever to succumb to hand, foot & mouth disease (an illness almost exclusively borne by infants), and Dr. Internet said that this could be spread by "hugs," so I haven't gotten a hug in a long time and have instead been singing "Since I've been Loving You" (the oldies song, not Led Zepplin) with the altered lyrics "Since I've been Hugging You."  Ronald sometimes joins in and meows the chorus.

Spring has continue to be sprung with more wedding-related travels.  Wooooo.  We went to Hot Springs, NC for a hootenanie in the Appalachians, which was amazingly fun and relaxing at the same time.  We were back for 3 days then we packed up and went to Daytona for a Thursday through Sunday marathon of wedding-related fun!  This weekend's wedding is n Atlanta, so I can probably unpack my suitcase soon.

In Daytona Bobloblaw and I gave a reading at the wedding ceremony.  Appropriately, it was crafted by Jim Henson and was a dialogue by Bert and Ernie.  Bobloblaw was all like "well, I'm not sure which of us is which" and tried to argue his way out of Bert, but I was all like "duh, I'm the short, fat, fun one-- I'm Ernie" and that was sort of that. Click here for a video of us giving our reading.  Afterwards we were told that it was the father of the groom's favorite part of the ceremony.  Others gave me high fives and said things like "I loved that you put on a voice," even though I did not intent, nor did I realize that I was doing a special voice.  I'm pretty sure that's just how I speak.

Not to much else is new.  Just having fun celebrating pals' marital unions until I fall down drunk and awesome. 

ps. Despite proclamations to the contrary, deep down I love pigeons too.