mental whiplash

In the space of 24 hours I went from Shiva's Queen Anne apartment to my house to my boss's mansion. That's a journey of about twenty miles in a more or less straight line eastward and maybe an order of magnitude in property value. Being reminded that I'm neither the richest nor the poorest person I know in such a short span of time is... unusual.

Well, I can check seeing a burlesque show off my list of things done. 'Sokay, and some of the dancers seemed to be pretty good, but I'd rather just be social. I'm pretty sure there was a time when my reaction would have been the other way around, but I don't miss it. Speaking of people at the show, VisionInBlack is yet another woman I'd really like to look like. Wah. She and her friends seemed surprised when I told them I had a wife and kiddy out in the 'burbs. I've come to enjoy doing that.