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Saturday, September 22nd, 2007

this week i learned that when i got home from burning man, i wasn’t really fully here. sure, i was in my apartment and sleeping in my bed. yes, i unloaded the truck and cooked with what edible options remained. yeah, i saw my friends and did my laundry and embarked upon a gin-weaning regimen with jonathan, and indeed i even began the employment quest in earnest, with no trip looming on the horizon to distract me.

but my mind was churning and calling out for california, where several new friends and two very special old ones were going about their business, and all i really wanted to do was mindmeld with them and careen about drunk on life in the last rays of the summer sun. this became particularly clear last friday when i realized that i was going to be in san diego this week with victor and erik whether my body deigned to actually travel there or not, so i’d best just shut up and get myself all in one place and enjoy the ride.

lemme tell ya, i’m a smart one sometimes, because i had an amazing week romping up and down california, and now that i am back? game on. all systems go. i got three new employment leads today alone. i had a lovely morning in eugene hanging out in a coffeeshop and time traveling to the beat of my shuffle on the bus ride home. i spent the evening out with good friends who i am so glad to be getting to know even better. i am resolved to make sunday dinner a part of my life again. and i really do love this town.

so cheers.

and check out my pics if ya wanna.

Our thrift store prize

you can still dance like nobody’s watching because i can’t see from here

Friday, August 17th, 2007

tonight, many of my friends are at sugar hill, a contra dance weekend just outside of bloomington that i attended for four years, and organized for two. it’s one of those things that, when you’re doing it, you can’t imagine not doing it, but i am learning that the worst part about living in portland is that flights in and out are expensive, so i couldn’t make the trip this year.

i’m thinking of everyone, though, and i hope the dance tonight was awesome, the stars were out for nightswimming, and tomorrow shines clear and not too humid. i’ll be there in the future whenever i can.

commitment

Thursday, August 2nd, 2007

the whole reason to deny rituals and acknowledgement to those on the margins is to keep them marginalized.
denying those same things from ourselves and our friends in the name of solidarity is playing into that game and accepting disempowerment.
i do not believe in keeping people i love from things that renew and inspire them.

since i’ve been slacking in the photo department

Sunday, July 29th, 2007

here are a couple of shots of my recent activity c/o tif:

Me and Harry at Powell's c. 2 am

Me and Sharon peek through the almost one-way window at the East Chinatown Cafe

erik has recently enrolled himself in his own private contest with tiffanie regarding number of photos posted to flickr, and yesterday he gleefully informed me that he had again pulled ahead, having posted nearly 150 pictures of mexican kittens, firepits, and eduardo caguama manos, which are basically beer bottles that remain duct taped to your hands until you drink all of their contents. the quality of these entries did not preserve his lead for long, however, and that was probably my fault because i told tif of these developments today at the harry potter meetup and, lo and behold, only two hours later she had again edged ahead with pictures from the last couple of weeks, even though she was supposedly going to spend her afternoon packing. :)

meanwhile, in my own flickr world, i made up for not having pictures to post by actually checking my internal messages, and there was one from some online scottish guidebook saying that they might want to use the picture below in an upcoming edition.

The City Cafe

this amuses me because that picture was taken with absolutely no consideration for quality, simply because i had just taken a picture of tania and the new friend we had made at the hostel and it seemed like fun to try and get a shot in low light. that is a good bar, though, and i guess if you’re a guidebook such shots are more interesting than things like grit bins, which i document solely because they make me giggle.

The 4x zoom proves itself worthwhile

but come on, this one’s kinda funny:

Wellington and his Scottish cap

ok, i’ll take some pictures of current events soon now, i promise.