It was damned cold this Sunday morning while I poked around the Irish Festival waiting for the girls’ show time to come up. Didn’t stop me from drinking Guinness like everyone who wasn’t waiting in line at the Irish Coffee stand.

Anyway, the girls did a masterful job with the performance I saw (they had some hiccups on Saturday while I was handling other things, but I’m pretty sure nobody noticed but them). The biggest novelty was the fact that their performance on the First Day of Spring was blustery and cold, while they were in shorts and tank tops going into the Christmas parade they marched in back in mid-December.

Weather. pffft.

Otherwise this weekend, I did a bunch of laundry, took care of some shopping (where I had a 99 cent dish sponge ring up at $5045.00; we all had a nice laugh), and made a quick drop in at the local library system’s comic-con where I said hello to a few friends exhibiting. they always get a decent turnout at these things (because, I suspect, FREE), but it brings in a lot of the kids, and introduces them to a lot of neat stuff happening in the area.

In between a lot of that, we binged Daredevil season two in a couple of decent spurts over the course of three evenings, and yeah, it was pretty good, if occasionally a little heavy handed in it’s themes (not exactly out of place in comics, though, right?). Some nice touches connecting it to the rest of the MCU, and they didn’t go too overboard on the Frank Miller misogyny, but managed to jam in a metric assload of ninjas, which was par for the course in 80s Daredevil comics, and thus pretty appropriate.

My favorite bit was this line, which I will present completely out of context (though you might consider it a minor spoiler), which made me laugh and laugh:

So yeah. Weekend. Welcome to Monday.