Heals The Original Dryness

la! in santa barbara. cute and highly excitable cousins. i'm so glad i ta'd k-1 this year. anyway, highlight ofthe evening, yellow jacket comes around for our highly trafe hor deurves (how ever you spell it) and we manage to trap it under a plastic glass. there was some joking about drowning it in champagne. i just put a little bit under to mess with it's oxygen supply. didn't do much. so i lifted the edge a bit and poured a tad more under there. it goes crazy, but it was really interesting watching the effects the alcohol had on it. it eventually started falling off the edges more, so then it's wings would get wet and it couldn't climb as high and would fall down more easily so it would get wetter. and as we're watching this we get into a huge debate over whether to just let it go or kill it or see how long it lasts, etc. it was a facinatingly passionate argument, every one had their say. i love my family. they're so interesting and could be so much worse, god knows. heh, and to top that last night's dinner discussion turned into actually medically discussing the ways in which one's skin can be removed, ala silence of the lambs. "millions of families all over the world are grappling with this subject as we speak" -dad