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Wednesday, March 23, 2005
11:39 PM: if i had a title for this, i'd be in bed by now! [#] [0]
yesterday michaelmas & i went to the "waking dreams" pre-raphaelite exhibit at the portland art museum. then we hurried home to met "the doctor," michael's new green ipod! whee! and then, to celebrate, i took him to dinner at thai orchid and then we went back to his place to watch another round of buffy. such is our crazyfun life. :) (i now also know that after 9, it's faster to catch the max than the 17 bus. but if i hadn't have taken the bus, i wouldn't have been able to figure out how to blog from it!)
today i went to work, grabbed a bite to eat w/ sven at ole ole (where there was a poster promoting a10-week "what the bleep do we know?" study group for $150! ugh!), wrote at palio's, attended doug's [no] future lit reading, drove home, found my kitchen floor covered with scrumptious large bubblewrap to dance upon, and now here i am, trying to get it all down so my brain doesn't expload from overload.
doug's reading:
there were 11 of us in tribe's very, very cold space. there was poetry and there were readings of recipes from '50s cookbooks that featured cans of creamed corn. there was an audience-interactive pirate radio play that was interesting & had potential but such a small audience coudn't do it justice and it was unclear when & how we were supposed to actually interact. doug read a few pages from his "a coffee cup/alien invasion story" (i was delighted when alex began to float) and a woman read an oft-rejected story i liked quite much, a faux future report about using female "furious lymph" as a power source 50 years after the "enforced domesticity act" took effect in 2005.
leopoldo & brian are on their way to norwescon for the weekend. well, it's a long weekend. it starts tomorrow. and i'm off to see how difficult mount hood community college will make registering for a brush-up calligraphy course: so far, it hasn't been easy.