i am an unrequited astronomer, pretend patient, gentle adventurer, pedal enthusiast, recovering calligrapher, occasional thespian and unfinished poet living in portland, oregon. contacting me via email is usually a good idea.
michael's stuck doing inventory for the whole weekend (& most of next week, i think). he tried to convince me to come along: it's not that i don't like cataloging library books, but i have better ways to waste time here at home. for instance, i'm still unpacking & writing the burning man trip report. and i should finish applying for this art modeling job. and i, uh, have to wrap alex's present. and, um, i'm sure i have other things to do. have you noticed how dirty my fingernails are? i'd better get right on that.
the poundcake we didn't end up using at the party but made such an excellent foil for the short-lived blackberries for weeks afterward is still edible. it's kind of scary to think how many preservatives must have been pumped into it.