THEN I was finishing that website job I've been doing with Sterno, in secret, then I was getting Hour of Slack 736 done, THEN SUDDENLY it was Friday and I was scanning all the last Amsterdam photos and frame-grabbing the LA and SF still photos, while Princess Wei drove all the way out to Brushwood and back by herself to sing with Vickie Ganger (Sister Melodious Chops) at a folk music show.

Then on Saturday morning, May 20, Princess Wei flew to her old best friend's wedding in Richmond Virginia while I got in my old Stangmobile and drove to Pittsburgh just in time to MISS the rehearsal for the Geddyn's wedding, kind of dumb since I was the officiating MINISTER, but at least I got to go to the bachelor party with the Geddyns and all their cool friends, and the next thing I knew I was standing in my slightly repaired white tux in front of a shitload of Armand and Barbie's family members and weird-ass looking (but VERY ATTRACTIVE!) friends, at this beautifully kept garden outdoors at The Phipps Conservatory, with Armand and Barbie shaking and trembling in front of me, while I delivered an expanded version of the SubGenius ShorDurMar ceremony, mutated to be Long-Dur by the Geddyns. It was FUN!!! It was SHORT! There was GREAT FOOD AND DRINK afterwards and Frank Sinatra records! The old ladies in the families finally realized that a wedding of some kind had just happened, and they got all weepy, and then everybody got drunk, and when Barbie threw the bouquet it was caught by this one very gay fellow who just happened to be standing over to one side of the eligible girls. Mighty SubGenius fellow X-Day veterans P-Kitty, Jewyll, and that one guy whose name I keep forgetting who does the video stuff, drove all the way up from Florida, and mighty Rev. Chris Lee came drove from Indiana. It was THE GREATEST SUBGENIUS LEGALLY BINDING WEDDING EVER!

Then I drove back from Pittsburgh, did the Sunday night IRC devival, for much longer than usual since Wei's still not home, then I slept fitfully and now am writing this in a fairly crispy and fried state, not unlike the encrusted pre-post-antisleep ANTI-antisleep of the previous Monday. Soon I will go pick up Princess Wei at the airport, and everything will be sort of normal UNTIL I PICK UP LEGUME AT THE AIRPORT ON THURSDAY, AND FRIDAY AT THE AIRPORT ON FRIDAY, SO WE CAN DO THIS HUGE ULTIMO-CLEVELANDIAN EUCLID TAVERN DEVIVAL WITH EINSTEIN'S SECRET ORCHESTRA *AND* BROKEN CIRCLE GOSPEL DELUXE, which you will NOT believe, they are SO spirit-filled, THIS FRIDAY NIGHT, MAY 26th at THE EUCLID TAVERN!!!

SEE YOU THERE OR ON THE SAUCERS AT XXX-DAY BRUSHWOOD JUNE 29! AAAAIIIIIEEE NYES PRABOB HACON!

P.S. Chicken found Palmer's grandma's missing family heirloom blanket under Dammit the Wonder Dog, and returned it to Palmer.

Below: a lovely painting by Paul Mavrides, in Palmer Vreedeez' hallway.