Some of you may be wondering why I didn’t participate in yesterday’s Blogging against Disablism Day. Frankly, I didn’t get home until later in the evening and I wasn’t feeling too inspired at that particular moment. The beautiful weather had me feeling too giddy to be in a state of mind where I could blog against much of anything. Maybe I could have ginned up some half-hearted screed against–I dunno, people who use the unisex bathroom at my workplace when they’re perfectly capable of using the men’s or women’s restrooms–but even that would have been a stretch. I was in an expansive mood yesterday. But many other fine bloggers didn’t have my problem and their assorted postings are worth your time.
Now, on to more important business. If, in the future, I talk about going to a music festival and later throw cold water on those plans by whining about the expense, you have my express permission to smack me upside the head and tell me to quit being such an equivocating wuss. I’m kicking myself for missing the performances at this year’s Coachella. Bjork was there and I heart Bjork! *Sigh* Okay, who wants to come with me next year? Maybe the buddy system will keep me from chickening out again.
