Thursday of this week I hit another Mallards' game. They won, and it was excelent, but slightly less fun than in the past, because it seemed as though the regular announcer was off for the night or something. I still got a kick out of it, though. I'm amazed that the regular season is almost over, though. What happened to June and July?

Today was a Planned Parenthood marathon. I started out at the Farmer's Market for two hours, where I filled balloons for children, registered voters, and got signatures on a petition. After a whirlwind tour of the market itself (and a small haul of carrots, zucchini, yellow squash, and fingerling potatoes) I headed back to the northside for Fiesta Hispana.

The Fiesta Hispana table was for the education department, rather that the Advocates, so there was no voter registration or petitions. We did have plenty of literature and condoms. I also got to tour the facilities (cue the Cake) and pretty much everyone was giving away candy at their tables (cue the happy Katherine on a sugar high). I even snagged an anti-choice lifesaver. <yoink!> My favorite of the night was the mango and chili lollipop.

Just after we packed up the table, I got a call that some people I knew where on their way, so I stuck around and we hung out. The bands were great fun. And, might I add, tonight must have been a "everybody I sorta kinda know" night, since I kept running into them all night long.

The fiesta wound down around 8, so we motored westward to the Terrace to catch Phat Phunktion, who were just as funky as ever.

And now, if I don't get to sleep soon, I'm going to fall right over on my keyboard.