Sorry I haven't posted for awhile - New York has been crrrazy. I have an apartment in Bensonhurst and a job working as a PA for the Fuse Network, but I'll post on all that later.
The reason I've finally been divinely inspired to post was my trip home this past weekend for Hera's birthday. On the one hand, it was nice to see all my relatives, but on the other hand, it's a little awkward because most of them are either my exes or children I sort of forgot I had.
Things went fine at first, I had some farmers slaughter some goats and bulls in her honor, and of course we had fun posing as humans and challenging the swiftest man in Athens to a foot race. Apollo actually managed to lose because he was drunk and has put on a few, and in his rage cursed the man by allowing him to see the true beauty within women. I pointed out to him that this was the plot of the film Shallow Hal, but he claimed that he had thought of that movie 1300 years ago.
We were all shown up by Hermes, yet again, who used his contacts at FTA to order a hectare of roses. I should never have gotten him that job. But since we were family, it was fine, until the Muses (mostly Mneme and Aoide) started demanding that we all watch Arrested Development together. I had heard it was good, so I assented (although nobody asked me to assent - it's like they all forgot I run the place).
I don't know if you've watched this show, but it has a lot of humorous bits about incest, which would be fine for most people, but it's not something you'd want to watch with an extended family who have all seen each other without their togas at one time or another. Especially Hera and I. And as much as I wished the evening had concluded with the shocking revelation that she was adopted and we could continue to be Lord of Heaven and consort, that was unlikely to occur as we had killed our father thirty-five hundred years ago during the Titanomachy. The point is it was awkward.
I guess you really can go home again - as long as you're willing to hang out with siblings you've boned. Oh well, I've got to go to work - the Bloodhound Gang gets pissed if their coffee isn't waiting for them.