Day 609: Ginger Dancing

Today involved a random dance with a small group of lovely strangers. I then took one of those lovely strangers home to feed her and meet Ruth. Then there was a three-way ginger-and-olive-oil footbath. Seriously. This shit happened. 

It was just like this pretty image, only in a square plastic crate, full of grated ginger, and with 6 feet in it. Just to add to it, before we broke him into bits and grated the fuck out of him, the ginger looked like a man. 

I love that my life can contain this.