What I didn’t mention in yesterday’s post was that after Wingin’ It we recorded a memorial show for Joe. I mean, his death was inevitable and Mur was there and waiting until after would have been too painful. Nice memories, show excerpts, and a song or two dedicated to our Joe.

Cheyenne Wright did this ‘toon. Very nicely done.

Mason Rocket (one of Joe’s pseudonyms) is the song of the day.

Lots to tributes to Joe going on out there in the ‘verse.

I got it (an NC-17 on the link). Buck wanted to cheer me up yesterday so we stopped at The Hustler store on the way home from dropping Casey’s little family. After perusing their entire wall of lubricants* I beelined right to the glass cases of “glassware.” They didn’t have the exact one I wanted on display, but when I pointed out a similar one, the guy (how secure do you have to be to discuss this stuff with a middle-aged chubby woman without batting an eye) went into the secret storage area and found the one I wanted. And it was much cheaper than I thought it was gonna be. Scored twice on that trip.
Friday was bonus cash day. My payday, Buck’s payday AND another chunk of our tax return hit the bank overnight. I’m sure the bank was thrilled. They’re very patient with my tendency to live in the red zone. Well, not exactly patient, they DO charge me for it. I could prolly pay off the war effort with my overdraft fees in the last year.

Gotta take Kira to the docs for her shots today. Maybe to Target to peruse the sales racks.

*I’m planning an entire post on lubricants so stay tuned.
Oh yeah, I bought my copy of Ancestor yesterday, too.