oh hell yeah! i love love love that this festival always happens on my b-day weekend.....and i love it even more that they have a stellar line up of performers.....maybe dolly will sing happy bday to me?!

Sunday - was indeed the Lord's Day. Sunday - we all went to the free Bluegrass Festival. We saw Hazel Dickens, The Austin Lounge Lizards, and Split Lip Rayfield (the Soundgarden of bluegrass). But the reason Sunday was so special, the reason I got out of bed, the reason I am glad to be alive, was Dolly Parton.

I hyperventilated throughout most of "9 to 5." Round Rock Kaye and I were crying so much we could hardly see Dolly. I had to turn away from the stage at some point because it was all too beautiful, and I thought I was going to explode. Dolly was wearing a blue rhinestone dress. Sparkly said (this is how she found her name), "I've never seen anyone so sparkly!" At one point, Kiki turned to me, and screamed, "I'm one of those Tokyo bitches at a Beatles concert!" We'd spent three hours staking out the perfect seats, so we were about 20 feet from the stage. We were surrounded by beautiful lesbians from Texas who fed us beer and pot brownies. I had to pee during "Little Sparrow," but I couldn't bear to leave Dolly. So I found a nearby tree, and asked some women to cover me. Such nice people in the park that day. When Dolly sang, "I Will Always Love You," she wished my "joy," and she wished Round Rock Kaye, "happiness." We are so blessed.

I called my mother three times from the show, but she wasn't home, so I just let the machine record the show for her. She called back as we were leaving (to go see a rather downer Emmylou Harris). She was crying, too.

After the fest, we headed to Sparkly's house for some moonshine.