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So earlier this year, I said that my new favorite phrase was “a festival of clowns.” Little did I know that this would mean attending an actual festival of clowns…but that’s what I did last Friday, in Williamsburg, Brooklyn.

R and I saw some friends of friends perform — they are collectively known as Singer and Saw, and they feature musical comedy between a loving soprano and her adoring accompanist, who happens to play the musical saw…and decimates a few mallets in the process. You haven’t lived until you’ve heard the “Star Spangled Banner” on the electric saw, set on fire. They were really, REALLY good. :) And, yes, I got to have dinner with not one but two attendees of Ringling’s Clown College — just clowning around, I guess. (Thanks, I’m here ’till Thursday!)

In other news…Mom is still in inpatient rehab, and probably will be until November. This is actually good, as she can’t put any weight on her knee right now — so there’s no way for her to get up and down the many stairs in her house. Hopefully she’ll be able to do stairs soon. :(

My World of Warcraft server is down tonight; withdrawal symptoms are imminent. I’ll be rewriting the lyrics to “TV Party” for the remainder of the day… “We’ve got nothing better to do…then to kill some Troggs and have a couple of brews…” Hey, at least I made it to level 19 before I signed off. :)