One of those omen things...or not.

So this weekend at Ani-magic was my wife's first try at Cosplaying, which meant that after a week of panicked last-minute costume assembly, she got to pose in her Rosenmaiden outfit...outside. At a convention out in the desert. In the afternoon heat. My wife, who can't sweat, in a beautiful, victorian layered hoop-skirt outfit.

While taking pictures of the group, I looked up to see a vulture gliding overhead, only about fifty feet above. And then another. And then three more. And then four more, all in a line. Now that, I thought to myself, if it isn't a bad omen, nothing is, and gave up hope of contest awards. Instead I started worrying about whether my wife would even survive.

Naturally, her group won best of show.

I guess the vultures wern't so much omen-like, as simply window shopping. They were probably gliding long, going "Hmm...look at all those fans. Surely one or two of the herd are going to keel over, leaving us a nice feast..."

And yeah, I'm extremely proud. Make that EXTREEEEEEMLY proud!

It's going to be weird getting back to a normal schedule at our house. And she's mentioned that she's going to need the computer for the next three days. Hmm- maybe not so weird as ominous. I see omens of a lack of night-time computer use in my future.