This is mine Fig

So the Fig has left for New York. Big and great things will be done by her AND I will visit, and gchat still exists and Skype and text messaging and the telephone. Several weeks before the departure we went to the beach and ran along it and sang lots of favorites like Bohemian Rhapsody, Hey Jude, Sweet Child o' Mine and The Longest Time.




Make sure you check out the fancy finger work here on the air sea weed guitar.

Yuri's Night

On Saturday I went to Yuri's Night (50th anniversary party of the first man in space, Yuri Gagarin) at NASA with Fig and a special friend of Fig.
First, we ate something called Pigs in Space, which were delicious. Later we got nauseous watching the air show. Then we controlled things with our minds...and then we watched a space fashion show. Here are the finalists: There were a lot of burning man people there. I cheered loudest for the kid.

Then, we went for a little ride.

Then we met an astronaut, Yvonne Darlene Cagle. We all got photos autographed for our mothers, accept not me, I got it for myself.

Cubing and crafting with Fig

I went to Fig's craft night at Socha. My craft was Rubik's cube. The other crafters (who were largely knitters) were skeptical, but then I wowed them. First by solving the "Dedmore H." Fig captured the fleeting moment on her phone.



Then I finished the dang thing.



If you need a tranlation:
Fig says "talk"
I say "Why talk? It shows for itself."

Obviously I was impaired by my own glory. I can't get too proud because Leggy solved hers in like 4 days and it took me almost three weeks.