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Could Ye Pass the Russet
Potatoes?
J: Another short
night; we just got back from a St. Patty's Party at my Dad's place.
Lots of fun, actually! My sister Cecily's husband Dave sang loads of
Irish songs and ballads with their friend Jeff on guitar. We all joined
in on the chorus lines. I had a lot of fun playing with my little
unklings, who were running and screaming and parading around the house.
They're too cute, the lot of them. They all gave me hugs goodbye.
Last Friday we saw Will Durst,
a
political comedian, at the DC Improv.
He was much funnier than I expected. He has a knack for taking current
events, reciting them almost word for word from the news, and making it
hilarious. Mimi Gonzales
opened the show; she's fun to watch. Each act complemented the other
well.
Gina was gone most of the weekend to ceramics workshops, so I passed
the time washing clothes. Woo hoo! Also, on Saturday I went on a long
hike with Luisa and Booda through the woods, that was nice. Later that
night I went to a primitive tech workshop at Luisa's house, around a
fire outside with about eight other people. Joey, our teacher, showed
us how to make rope out of bark, then showed how to make string out of
dried reeds. He passed around about a foot of string he had just made.
It was very thin and strong, no one could break it. He said it's good
for fishing, traps, and fire bows. Then he showed us how to make a mat
out of dried grass. I am constantly amazed at the efficiency and simple
beauty of these old, almost forgotten inventions.
On Sunday Gina and I went to a tea house restaurant in College Park for
dinner and to a coffee house called College Perk for dessert and
chamomile tea. The Perk is a really big place, lots of plush chairs and
sofas. And it's rigged for WiFi, which means that lots of people bring
their laptops to this nice big coffee house and sit right next to each
other while immersing themselves in cyber chatrooms. That's kind of
amusing to watch.
I tried an IRC session with three brothers and a sister last night.
Mostly the conversation degenerated into bad puns, accordion jokes,
fart humor, and emoticon reinterpretation. Still, I had a good time.
G: I had a great
time at The Improv. Although it's too expensive to make it a regular
habit, it's a lot of fun, and the food is pretty good.
I attended yet another Greenbelt Ceramic workshop this weekend,
Sculptural Drawing with Margaret
Boozer,
a local artist. This workshop was practically the opposite of most of
the other workshops we've had, which were mostly about the wheel and
making functional work. Margaret likes to explore the nature of clay in
it's basic forms. She has a nice piece in the Renwick Gallery
in DC that was made by pouring a bucket of slip (liquid clay) into a
form and letting it dry and crack, with some thrown bowls in the mix.
The class made a large piece using an enormous amount of clay that will
hopefully hang on the wall in the community center when it's finished.
I'd like to say more but we are very tired and have to go to bed.
Goodnight.
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kory
heath interview
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buy uranus
sedna
discovered
twilight at
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gene
wolfe on writing
infinite
monkeys
everquest daily
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