Easter is Cancelled

Did you hear that Easter is cancelled this year?

Yeah,
They found the body.


Thinking of you, Peter Gottleib.

Then there's this from the Onion a few years ago. There used to be another one, of Jesus, carrying a basket, hopping down a path scattering colored eggs on either side. Somehow I lost that one. Oh, well.
Not in the best of moods this weekend, and, NO, it has nothing to do with the holiday. (Well, maybe a sugar buzz has a bit to do with it. I was out doing morning errands and had a hankering for coffee and donuts. Haven't had donuts in a LONG time.) I think I'm just a bit down, missing my friends, and feeling cabin feverish. It may even be a full moon too. I heard on the radio that my favorite Holland was playing downtown tonight, but I spaced it off until too late. Damn.
ahh I shouldn't have done it anyway, what with the 10 dollar tickets.

On the good side (in a geeky, I-need-to-get-out kind of way), I got my first submission greenlighted at FARK (4/4/07)! I submitted a story from the local Daily rag that a jail guard was caught having sex with female inmates before or after their court appearances, in the courthouse. Go me and our redneck cops. Thanks guys.

I'd like to get out to a park or something tomorrow, but Wife likes to have big holiday dinners (even though she doesn't believe in any of these holidays...). And the fact that it's supposed to snow tomorrow (not really unusual, we always get flurries of some sort the first week of April, but everybody seems to forget that. Never fails.).

At our last game night, we were talking about fishing. S loves to fish, and I used to. I went with her once last year, but realized that all my tackle was about 20 years out of maintenance. So last week, I took apart about 6 reels and lubed them and figured out which ones work, and which ones don't, and which ones just need line. The oldest of the bunch was the one that worked best last year (only one with line), and that was not too well. Well, a good lube job did wonders (doesn't it always), and I even figured out how it works (really novel, in a low tech kind of way. instead of holding a button down to cast, you hold your thumb over a flywheel at the back of the reel to keep it from flying before you want it to on the swing! No fancy gadgets or gears, your thumb.). In the process, I found another reel with line (the funny grinding noise was the clip at the end of the line stuck in the flywheel. duh!) and another reel that works better. So now I have two complete rods and reels. Next is to pick up some new lures and tackle. oh, and I suppose I should get a license too. Wife has already stated that she's not eating anything out of the river. My response was, well, not RAW!

Next week could be eventful. Tuesday is the first rehearsal for Red Herring for AET at the college. Gonna be a big one. Only a cast of six, but 18 characters. In 24 scenes. Yoiks. But all of them are old friends. On Saturday I want to go down to DeKalb to see a show, and scout around. It'd be cool if somebody like S could come with me, but I don't know if she can yet.
I'm also thinking about getting a suit jacket this week. I haven't worn one in maybe 20 years, but a tie looks goofy without one. I also know I need to get new glasses. grrrr. Money going out and out and out.

Oh well, I should get this posted while Blogger lets me. It's been persnickety all week, and this is the first time I've actually been able to log on.