Last night I:
~ Made the vilest brownies known to man. Truly. One bite and I was gagging. So yeah, worst brownies ever. Won’t be following that recipe again.
~ Watched “Persons Unknown” on OnDemand with Randy, who was wearing one of my bras on his head like the nerds in “Weird Science.” Why, you wonder, was he wearing it on his head? Because it wouldn’t fit around his torso silly!
~ Saw a young man fly an indoor kite during “America’s Got Talent,” a show I don’t normally watch but did last night for some reason. This man was born with debilitating epilepsy and, reading between the lines of what he and his mother said, I could tell that he has been teased his whole life because of it. Indoor kite flying, he said, has been his way of escaping and relaxing. It consists of pulling a large kite by 4 strings, which aren’t as long as those used with a regular kite, through the air. Randy and I were a bit worried about him because lights can trigger a seizure, and there were tons of lights above the stage as well as a couple of follow spots, but he made it through just fine. My husband has epilepsy, though his is well controlled by medication, so this young man touched us especially. He flew his kite to Sarah Mclachlan’s “Angel,” making it arc and weave, dip and float; he made it dance. It was stunningly beautiful and I found myself crying. He blew everyone away.
With the exception of the brownies, it was an evening well spent.