busted by son & dog; the best X in Seattle

After his bedtime, my son burst into my bedroom looking for somebody to get the dog off his bed. I had just put on my bra. He got the 'Oo! This is exciting!' grin on his face, while I took the bra (and its contents) off and got the dog off the bed. He didn't seem interested in talking about it then or this morning. Let's hope he doesn't talk about it with kids his age or younger.

Wished ravenmimura a happy birthday, and thereby discovered that the Merc has better drinks than Barça, too, despite the latter's having what a member of the Merc staff tells me is a much better-stocked bar. Moral: tending bar is like DJing. Skill & knowledge make all the difference.

After brief stop at Blacklight -- all that space is nice to dance in, but I'm still a little spooked by it -- I saw the best view I've ever seen in Seattle from a residential property. I risked ruining my makeup by standing out on the deck in the mist to stare at the city lights & Elliott Bay. Somehow, a small group of people with moderate incomes was managing to rent a house most of the way up Queen Anne. Such things can't be allowed to exist here, though, so prior to the house's demolition corivax had a "house cooling" party. My question is, will its replacement cost seven figures or eight?

If somebody at a party has never heard "Sodomy" from Hair, how can you not sing it right then & there?

Oh: my tax refund will be $4K thanks to Nibs' difficulties last year, but we don't get it until May. Ergo, I'm not on my way to Portland today.

Left behind?

Postscript from corivax's party: saw a friend there whom I hadn't seen in person in a while. She seems suddenly to have made a lot of progress on her transition. She's to be congratulated, but between that, the slowly grinding quest, and all the (sub-)cultural goings on that I miss, I'm having to fight the nasty feeling that the whole world is leaving me behind.

OK, time for positive thinking:
My costume is ready for Norwescon. The hem is no longer too low in the back.
My dentist offered me her tent for )'(, which was the only triple-digit expense I had left, if she doesn't go herself.
My trinkets for )'( are coming along. I hope to finish them at the next S&B.
I'm actually making progress on certifications for the quest.