My life quickly becomes both a lot of fun, but also very routine.  I work during the week down in Charlotte.  In the evenings I hit my CrossFit gym.  Then I go home, grab dinner and watch a show to wind down before turning in for the night.  Friday right after work, I head to the airport.  I fly.  I get picked up at the airport and head to festival.  A little bit of hanging out with whomever is around.  Then two long performance days.  Early to bed on Sunday because I usually have to be up at 4am to go to the airport.  Almost every festival in the country is almost exactly an hour from the airport.  At least that's my experience.  And my flights are generally between 6am to 7am.  Once I land, I drive straight to my day job to repeat the whole cycle.

So figuring out what to put here becomes very difficult.

I did extent my trip by a day one weekend.  What did I do?  Why, I hit one of the local CrossFit gyms, of course!  Good workout, great trainers, great box.  What a shoulder workout.  I was definitely feeling it the rest of the weekend.

Also spent the time getting ready for the appearance of our newest brother, Valentine (aka Paul McColgan).  The lucky bastard is getting to spend his last weekend of freedom at DragonCon.  So very, very jealous of that one.  I haven't been there in five years.  But I tell ya, I'm looking forward to performing with that Florida boy.

Oh, and because everyone shares them, be sure to check out my ALS Ice Bucket Challenge.

I also suck at taking pictures apparently.

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We finally got all the work done, and it was worth it.  But man, was it some long weeks.

The party itself was a blast, and a fun mixer for my friends.  Wearing as many hats as I do, I have many different circles of friends.  Rennies, work, gym, burlesque shows, theatre, etc.  I basically just invited people at random from my friends list.

The party was great.  I think we had 35-40 people at one time in my tiny house and back porch.  I over did it just a little on the alcohol.  I fell asleep at midnight.  But don't worry, I woke back up two hours later, and lo-and-behold, people were still partying.  So I got back up for my second wind.  I finally went back to bed about six am.  Man, what a great party!

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But I definitely enjoyed the time home with my boy, Bacchus. We actually got out to the parks a few times which was a nice treat for both of us. Despite the fact that he will continue to try to mark every single tree, bush, hydrant, post, light, duck, and child despite the fact that he ran out of ammunition within the first five minutes of the walk. Boys will be boys.

Shoulder acted up on me one day at the gym again. We were doing a one rep max shoulder press. I didn't notice anything at all, and went on to work on my muscle ups for a bit. My friend Matt comes over and asks “Dude, what happened to your shoulder?” Now I've got a little bit of scar tissue on top of my AC joint, but it had swollen up a good ½ to ¾ of an inch. Definitely not good. I went back in to the doctor but they took the “wait and see” approach. I'm going to give it a month or so, then start doing heavy presses again. If it comes back, I'm going to call in and insist we skip a follow up and go right for an MRI so we can see what's really going on.

Mead glorious mead...

I finally bottled my Peach Mead. It had been sitting in the secondary for about a year. It was the batch that I pitched during my birthday party last year and I wanted to have it ready for people to enjoy at my birthday this year. I did some tasting of it and decided that it was a little dry for what I wanted. So I put some stabilizer in it, and back sweetened with about three cups of honey. Much better. Then I “cheated” slightly and added some peach extract. It didn't really affect the flavor at all, but it gives it a much strong peach aroma in the nose. I was very happy with the adjustment. So I opened two bottles for my birthday, gave a few away. I think I have 16 bottles that I'm going to try to hang on to for another six months at least.