So, Tuesday night I was at the United NeoPagan Council of Lake Erie board meeting at Rich's. We are working on the meadmaking workshop for June 16-17, and starting to work more on 3rd Annual Erie Pagan Pride Day (PPD.) The national PPD folks are pushing for lots of educational classes for PPD observances, rather than a festival. Raven pointed out that the name Pagan Pride Day was sort of stolen from Gay Pride. I asked when I would be getting royalties. No word on that.
We also joked about the very hunky and straight (although totally gay-friendly) Rich making money by selling videos of him dancing scantily clad. Somehow, I think I am ending up as Rich's pimp. (Which I am totally cool with! : )
Then TJ was asking Ruth if she had an alien baby. This was for an event that Rich was getting props/decorations for. Ruth does a lot of improv and theater, as well as Shadowfest, and she ended up running through the various odd objects she has. The capper was "and I have a bag of baby heads in my basement!" (Presumably, toy ones, and not severed formerly-living infant heads.) So, I whipped out the PDA to write that down for this blog entry.
Ha ha! Imagine overhearing that line somewhere and not knowing the context. That's too funny.