The greatest show on earth

The problem with Facebook is that the moment you say you did something awesome, you have made someone angry.  I posted a photo last summer from my surfing lesson, and some girl I used to work with was all grumbly that I got to do that.  I guess because she didn't get to do that?  Geez- try being happy for people.

I went to a campaign event for Hillary Clinton eight years ago when she was running in the primary against Barack Obama.  No way am I dangling that kind of red meat in front of my very diverse group of Facebook friends.  They are all too fond of the reply button.  I have blocked so many people from my feed just so I wouldn't have to get upset looking at their dumb musings on the world.  I have also stopped posting my own crap so much.  I mostly lurk on there, now.  

I was contemplating posting a photo from the circus last night, but I know some of my puppy-hugging friends who donate money to animal shelters and adopt rescue critters would be absolutely incensed that I had the nerve to watch a show that exploited animals.

So, no news for them, I'm afraid.  It was awesome.  

The pre-show featured an elephant who could dunk a basketball and paint a picture.  There was stunt motorcycle riding in a globe of steel, Chinese acrobats, a lion tamer with his ten big cats and a number of other things happening.  They say it's the greatest show on earth.  It is certainly the kind of show with something for everyone.  Don't like daredevils?  How do you feel about critters and clowns?  Acrobats?  Trick horse riding?  A song-and-dance man with his Dinklage-sized sidekick?  A nice group of people just trying to make the most of the carpool lane?  

It was really great.  Cas and I went with Danny and Laurie.  We had dinner at Holy Frijoles first, then headed to the American Airlines Center.  We dropped them back off at the house after that, then headed out on a very long detour for a bottle of cold water.  We went all the way to the kitchen of my house on Modella.  I know I am paranoid, but I know that my paranoia is totally justified.  I needed to walk into that house and check for intact windows.  

We walked in, changed which lights were on and which ones were off, and headed back to the neighborhood.  Still with a little nervous energy (walking into a thrice-burglarized home after dark will really get your heart pumping...), we went to our new local watering hole.  After a pair of beers at Jack Mack's Swill and Grill, we headed home, watched an episode of Archer and hit the bricks.  It was a pretty good end to a day that started out pretty rough.  

It's Sunday, so I am headed over to Mom and Dad's.  It's also the last real weekend I have before the whole professional development roller coaster starts for the fall semester.  I also need to do laundry and buy food.  Oh, and a million other things.  Still, I am very happy that we all headed out to the circus.  That kicked ass.