Poison Ivy and Other Follies
In the overall scheme of things I've had a pretty "1st world life". I've had my share of hard knocks, including getting lost overnight up in Yosemite when I was six, but compared to the rest of human-kind through the ages, I've had it pretty lux.
That said, one of the more miserable experiences, which unfortunately has happened on more than a couple of occasions, is getting in a tangle with a rambling little shrub known as poison oak.
Another little inconvenience I've had to suffer through, which sucked more than a little, was a tangle or rather a misstep I had up in Cleveland a few years back with chiggers.
To find out that both are to be found in abundance at the location that will be my home away from home for the next several weeks is a bit unsettling.
Did I mention that we have two snake wranglers on, because our set is full of rattlers, copperhead, water moccasins, and a coral snake here and there? The mounds of fire ants that dominate the scene and the still water that are breeding grounds for mosquitoes are so de riguer as to go almost unmentioned.
The only reason I mention any of this is because while admiring and yes touching a beautiful vine about 2" in diameter running up a tree in one of our hero locations I was told, after the fact, that it was poison ivy, and then handed this anti-bad-poison-ivy towelette.
A Circus Life for Me
I've finally got a space to hang our aerial silks, which have been boxed up for the last couple of years while we amble along on our nomadic adventure.
The other day we had a quick impromptu "class" and I was proud to be able to spread a little of the magic that is aerial arts.
Yoga Sort Of
I found this place on-line, but Cindy, Skye and a couple of co-workers were first to go out and give it a go.
After a couple of 5:30 am classes, I was hooked. The class has got yoga moves and I suppose pilates, I've never done that so I wouldn't know for sure, but it was much more fast-past than I expected, which isn't necessarily a bad thing, but perhaps a better name for the class would be yogaerobics, or aerolates, or ....
But it is kicking my butt, which has been in need of kicking for quite some time.
I signed up for the unlimited package, so now I have to go.
The ostrich eggs arrived on Thursday after having gone missing for a bit of time. I ordered them having no idea what I'd do with them. I figured that there'd be some sort of occasion for them.
Miranda, our art-PA turned prop-maker was about to turn 21. Sounds like the perfect occasion to break out one of the eggs and scramble it up for the crew.
Skye did a good job on the propane burner with a wok and made up one ostrich egg that served around a dozen people.
When I first saw Cuban Liquor, it wasn't nearly as picturesque as this photo.
I assumed it was a dumpy dive.
I was so wrong. The place was full of beers, spirits and wines of every kind and type imaginable, local stuff and things from far off lands.
And my very first visit they were having a vodka tasting. Well this last Friday they were once again having a vodka tasting.
Cathead Vodka, a vodka I'd had before, I bought it because it supported live music. It was good and being from Mississippi, it's practically local, and yummy.
It was a good and full week. I barely scratched the surface, in large part because work confidentiality clauses and also because my work is old news to me. That said I got to experiment with a bunch of things out of a very interesting book, Participating in Nature a really cool book I picked up as research for this job. I got to burn a bunch of stuff and make and design cool things.