June 21st, 2003

Sea dragon

Happy Birthday - sorry I couldn't bother getting off of the freeway

Everything was looking good about half an hour ago. I was home with the birthday cake in tow (check!) and had realized that the pouring rain meant cleaning the branches out of the yard was no longer necessary (check!). Then I listened to the messages on the answering machine, and there was a note from my husband's dad, saying, "Happy Birthday! I'm on my way up north from Seattle, and I just thought I'd check and see if you were in before I head on to Vancouver."

I couldn't believe it. He was in town on my birthday but he couldn't bother to actually stop in to say hello. He'd known he was going for days, probably weeks, but couldn't spend a Saturday in Seattle, even the afternoon. So I called him up and gave him a piece of my mind, for about half an hour. What a fucking jerk. I don't know where a nice guy like shadowdaddy possibly could be related to him.

Anyway, I need to cool down now. We've got guests coming over in about an hour and I have to crank something out for Tablet about this exhibit that's up at the Bluebottle Art Gallery through the end of this month, and the story is due this afternoon.