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.: 8.05.2008 

Spicy V8, How I Love Thee

With or without tequila, even.

Hubby and I headed to Bloomington this weekend for the Unlimited Enthusiasm Expo. As we well know, my enthusiasm does indeed have a limit, so I volunteered to face paint which allowed me to have a seat throughout the show. Yes, you're thinking, "Face paint? Doesn't that usually involve children?" It does, but the thing you must understand about wrock is that there are very few actual children involved. There were maybe 60 people at the concert; only about 10 of them were under 14. Mostly I painted Dark Marks, Snitches, stars, and—strangely—scars. Not Harry Potter scars (though there were quite a few of those), but "I've been attacked by a werewolf"-type scars. I also taught innumerable people how to play a kazoo. I had no idea so many folks were kazoo-impaired! My third job was using toupee tape to stick fake mustaches on people, and, I am proud to say, I was the Personal Mustachier to Mr. Joe DeGeorge. It was a great night; my enthusiasm definitely hit its quota.

Geeked-out fangirl moment of the day with Uncle Monsterface:
Me: Marty, can I get a picture?

Marty: Sure! [photos all around] Did you get a sticker?

Me: I did!

Marty: Awesome! Are you on the email list?

Me: I am!

Marty: ZOMG YOU ARE SO COOL!
That last line is slightly paraphrased. You can catch the action over in my Unlimited Enthusiasm Expo '08 set.

I didn't realize that Bloomington was actually just 15 miles past Nashville, IN, where we get our favorite wine: Brown County Winery's Visa Red. We drove up there specifically to get a case for the wedding, but haven't had the chance to go back since. As we passed the tasting room I let out a mighty yell and Hubby got all The Fast and the Furious turning the car around in a cloud of dust and a hail of stones like a crazy drag racer. Ok, actually I burbled as we passed it and then got indignant because Hubby hadn't realized I wanted to stop and then there was some awkward near-running-off-the-road but we made it. It just doesn't sound as cool that way. We picked up two bottles and went on our way again. Thankfully we had forgotten to take the (empty) cooler out of the back of the car so we were able to grab some ice and stow the wine safely while being unlimitedly enthusiastic.

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