A gal on a group hereabouts actually located my tartan for me; how cool is that? I have a piece of it somewhere around here and I've always said it would look better for being dipped into a vat of royal blue die! It is a County tartan, as was primarily done in Ireland. Yep, I really am Irish...with a whole lot of other stuff like English, German, Scot, Navajo, Mohawk and Cherokee in me as well; a true mongrel, I am.
But in light of upcoming St. Patty's Day, would somebody who's good at this stuff please make a clever St. Patty's Day icon for me outa this? Praps with, "KISS me, I'm Irish" or something...
I'd be most grateful...
Here's the image:
Pretty horrid, isn't it. I think the piece I have was badly dyed as it really looks lime green; fugly, really really fugly.
And now I'm working on a green blouse to wear for the gig. I realized that I don't own any (non-costume) clothing that is green; not one piece. And certainly not anything that I feel like wearing on stage. So I've got this lovely piece of green cotton gauze that I got for $.50; it was one of those bold-ends from FabriCuts. They don't measure the rolls and the fiber content isn't labelled. But I lucked out as there was about 5 yards on it; I thought it was cotton and I was right; it washed up beautifully.
There, I've now used enough semi-colons to cause some sort of blockage somewhere.
Ahhh, and they're playing my all-time favorite piece of music.
Poor Bruce is napping again, prepping for another all-nighter. He's been putting in horrible work hours over this @#(*#@ Daylight Savings fiasco. And you know, he's going to have more of it to do again when the 'real' time for DST comes around in a few weeks. Fuckers, didn't think of anything but "oh, well people can shop more" and "all they'll have to do is change their clocks at a different time!" Idiots.
Anyway, this was supposed to be a pleasant post. Ah well.