Goin' to the chapel...

So there was a wedding. The not-wearing-pantyhose thing went swimmingly, as did the not-wearing-heels thing. I appear, though, to have a sunburn. And I am in desperate want of a nap.

Unfortunately the living room is in desperate want of decluttering. So is the studio. Bah. And again I say, Bah.

[Also the neighbor children left their bicycles on my lawn. I have confiscated them. Because I'm like that.]

Den of Iniquity Lost & Found

Someone left one of those Leatherman-like multi-tools in the basement sometime in the last couple of months--it was found in the yellow chair by the futon. It's clearly some variety of vendor goodie--you'll have to identify the vendor to claim it*. If nobody claims it, it will go into the Drawer of Useful Things, but now that I've found my Leatherman I am less inclined to keep this one as a tithe. :-)

*The location and the vendor suggest that it belongs to a certain Yak, but he'll still have to identify it to claim it. *g*