Kill or cure.
[whine]I have to go to the store today and get groceries and I don’t wanna [/whine] 
And we’re nice, dammit.
That’s right flytrap we’re nice dammit so we paint pictures of fluffy puppies and kitties on our nukes.
kanga she’s nuts. Nobody should ever expect a performer to pay to perform. Performers are giving of their time and talent. I’d “forget” to paint fluffy puppies and kitties on her nuke.
In other news, I have cookies. Cookies make da bear happy.
It is not unusual, and when the performers are fundraising for a not-for-profit group, it may be the only way to keep ticket costs affordable and still cover expenses, since they have to pay for a hall, and refreshments, and copyrights, and tech crew, and Og Forbid any Union personnel that may be involved. I speak from experience. Every year, whether we do a full show or just a fundraiser during which we happen to sing, we pay for our own tickets.
I have a chikin pie bakin’ away as I post. Smells so nummy! I shall cook up some lima beans and carrots for vegetative matter. Thus I am not a dindin slacker tonight.
I guess the way I am looking at it is, if you were planning on staying to watch the other performers then yes, buying your own tickets makes sense in certain contexts. My husband attended a professional conference last weekend for a Barbershop Singing competition in which he performed in both a full chorus and a quartet, and he had to pay the registration and convention fees, which included tickets. However, I have never come across performers for a play or fundraiser having to pay for their own tickets. It seems a bit excessive. At least offer a discount to the performers.
I get to go on my first business trip tomorrow - **FCD **and I are headed to Johnstown, PA. Rah. Not all bad - I will get to meet Kathy, who I’ve been corresponding with since the first day, plus I’ll get to touch the UAVs that my electrical drawings are for, so that’s cool.
But it’s a long-ass drive… oh well, I’ll take knitting to keep me amused on the road. Gotta figure out what to pack, too…
I’m having leftover lasagna for supper. **FCD **doesn’t want anything - his tummy is bugging him. So that’s easy.
Dindin was nummy. I done good! Plus, leftovers for tomorrow. Win-Win!
Hmmmm… husband and wife goin’ on a “business” trip. That does not sound suspicious at all! 
It occured to me a little while ago that I have Monday off as a holiday. I have never had Columbus Day off in my entire irklife. It feels so decadent! 
Whereas I will be taking a busyness trip of my own on Columbus Day, going out to Sandy Yeggo. I will be going by myself.
I’ll probably be spending much of October out there, too.
yourself, bear!! You could cast aspersions if it was a trip to Vegas or something, but Johnstown, Pa?? Seriously??
OK, gonna go do some afghanin’. I may or may not be able to check in tomorrow.
MWAH!!
I had a bagel and cream cheese for dinner. I had lunch for breakfast and breakfast for dinner today. For lunch I just had chips haha. I think tomorrow I will just eat cake all day. I hope I’m not…:eek:
He’s a SPEBS? I’m SAI!
yeppers. It was the Dixie District Fall Convention last weekend in Tunica.
Here is his Chorus’s facebook, they are called RSVP:
After taking care of a sick LL yesterday I am now running a low grade fever and getting congestion. Yippie…
Irked all day. Bachelor chow for dinner, and beer. Depressing Facebook post of the day: “Honey BooBoo’s mother has a boyfriend, and you’re still single. Let that sink in.”
RRRRRR!. hope you feel better, soon.
rosie, you too.
Up, caffeinated, off to irk. I kilt the MMP.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 67 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of only 83 but warmin’ up to 90 again by Sattidy. I guess Summer just has to get that last gasp in. Then again, I have worn shorts on Turkey Day.
MOOOOOOM for all I know Johnstown, PA is some kind of place of lust, degradation and general lowlife.
doggio the MMP is not daid, just pinin’ for the Fjords.
Apes feel better! Eat cake.
Now I need more caffiene and rumbly tummy demands food. Then, alas and alack, irk purtification must commence.
Happy Hump Day Y’all!
Blurf. I got nuthin.
Awake. Kind of.
Good morning, MMP!
Hugs.
GT