Backity back back

The last few days seem so surreal in hindsight. My sister got married! I've got a brother-in-law. I danced reasonably successfully. I held my own when discussing stocks with my grandmother. My grandmother and aunt told me a lot about my dad's inability to connect with me or anyone. I got really drunk on a 7 and 7 and half a Rob Roy, and then tapered off when I saw that my drunkenness may cause problems, and then was almost completely sober by the time the evening ended. And the BABS! All the BABS!

I did a lot of driving today and I'm little tired.

When I got home I saw that the dumpster-deliverer had delivered the dumpster, but he missed the target, the driveway, by a hundred feet and delivered the dumpster uncomfortably close to the structurally questionable lid of the septic tank.

Ulyana called me from the LAX Marriott to tell me which shows she'd like recorded in her absence. By this time tomorrow she and her husband will be in Hawaii.

Everything went really, really well. I couldn't be happier for my sister. And 7 and 7's are pretty tasty.