I interview David Thompson, David Barr Kirtley, Lisa Moore (not shown), Sharon Mock, and Zach Jarvis and more. Eight people in a hotel room. No video. Use your imagination.

We should’ve take a group shot but then the mystery would be diminished.

I had planned on an entirely different post this week. I was going to be ensconced in my freshly-painted, freshly-floored office with all my bits and pieces sorted out and neatly arranged, calmly typing out my pithy post.

The best laid plans and all that . . .

Somehow, despite the fact The Dude, who has done yeoman work boxing up his effluvia that was in the office, the stuff I had in the office has expanded exponentially since I moved it out of the office.

I’m at a loss to explain the rapidly multiplying crap. It’s like “The Trouble with Tribbles.” I leave the room where the stuff is temporarily housed and when I return, there’s more stuff. Is the stuff having wild rumpy pumpy while I’m out of the room? Is being freed from its confinement in the office making it multiply like crazed weasels? And is the stuff doing this via single-celled division or is it getting it on Barry White style?

I’ve been standing in my office with a glazed look on my face trying to figure out where the burgeoning stuff is going to live now. And every time I’m in the office debating placement, the stuff is screwing like bunnies and popping out new stuff with alacrity. Is there a stuff contraceptive foam? I could just give it a good hosing down and maybe get a couple of hours jump on it.

So, I have nothing wonderful or even marginally clever for this week. And now I’m going to go back to figuring out where the stuff is going to be placed. And how it has managed to quadruple since I started this post.

Rachael (Who is Awesome) attended her first Eeyore’s Birthday Party yesterday. She and about forty co-habitants paraded from the Goddam Hippie Commune to Pease Park, their GDHC banner proudly unfurled in the warm Austin breeze. Other GDH’s joined them on the way.

The Birthday Party was begun in the 1960’s as a small gathering to help de-stress UT students. It has grown to be one of the defining annual events in Austin, family friendly and sweet, but also unabashedly psychedelic. A couple of thousand people show up. Lots of drum circles and live music and costumery and community warmth. All free.

Rach says she didn’t spot any Eeyores, but there were lots of Tiggers to be had. There was a costume contest for the littles, and she remembers a particularly heart-melting two-year-old girl dressed as a Hershey’s Kiss.

It was a good day.

I’m alarmed to realize that I’ve never been to one. I promise to go to next year’s. Here’s a pic that Rach took:

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“I have found for you cheap airfare to Europa!”

Our comment spam filter has now screened out 6,572 spam comments. We scan through them before deleting because we don’t want to accidentally kill a legitimate comment but the number of times we’ve found false positives is less than 10.

Spammers have no imagination except, as above, accidentally. (I added the picture.)