Would you like some emotional pain with that beer and burrito?

After zappy this afternoon the check-engine light on my beat-up little Prius came on right after leaving Federal Way. I'm having it seen to tomorrow, natch; my son is the one who usually drives that car.

Stopped by a brewery for a beer with Funny Lady at a polyamorous meetup that she organized. And who should eventually show up but the Proprietress, accompanied by a lady with seriously queer grey hair? The Prope & I briefly made eye contact, but she & her lady friend went to the other end of a very long table from FL & me. I left soon afterward. Believe it or not, I was already feeling tired.

I'm prettier than Ms. Grey. So there.