Saturday 16 November (morning writing)
Written morning of Saturday 16 November
Work: I think i got the urgent things in time this week. Next week: slides for a talk due before American Thanksgiving. (Talk is after.)
Went out last night to see my nibling E in a performance of Pride and Prejudice. I think that was the first digital book i read in... 1998ish? The audio was not ideal for some performers who were too shrieky-dramatic (mother and Lydia Bennett). Elizabeth was coping, and my E as Jane was clear. Nibling is really blossoming as a performer.
Dinner after at a locavore-ish place where my Dad embarrassed my sister for asking for Budweiser. The berry salad (Local greens, beets, blue berries, almonds, feta, pickled onions, cocoa vinaigrette -- where the vinaigrette had something smoked in it?!) was divine with shrimp. I had not read the ingredients carefully and so was surprised by the cocoa vinaigrette. I asked E if she minded being type cast as beautiful but ill characters, as she had also played Annabel Lee in the recent Poe play. No, she doesn't mind. I was interested to hear how difficulties with one actor were framed, not honoring consent agreements (apparently by a jerky assertion that they wouldn't honor it than actually violating the agreement), and by not learning lines etc.
I'm having a hard time putting out of my head a "plan" by RFK, Jr to use a residential program (grow organic food! no screens!) to get people off of their "addiction" to opioids, illegal drugs, and antidepressants and ADHD meds, paid for with the tax proceeds from marijuana sales. My mind keeps poking at it, finding more corners of absurdity, mainly to keep my mind from the real life chaos. Honestly, if the US government provided retreats with engaging community purpose and organic farming in all communities for people with opioid addictions, handling in a respectful way the pain and probable physical and mental issues that led to the addiction, letting people stay and recover for years on the taxpayer's dime, maybe we could have nice things! But.
post-tags: morning writing
Work: I think i got the urgent things in time this week. Next week: slides for a talk due before American Thanksgiving. (Talk is after.)
Went out last night to see my nibling E in a performance of Pride and Prejudice. I think that was the first digital book i read in... 1998ish? The audio was not ideal for some performers who were too shrieky-dramatic (mother and Lydia Bennett). Elizabeth was coping, and my E as Jane was clear. Nibling is really blossoming as a performer.
Dinner after at a locavore-ish place where my Dad embarrassed my sister for asking for Budweiser. The berry salad (Local greens, beets, blue berries, almonds, feta, pickled onions, cocoa vinaigrette -- where the vinaigrette had something smoked in it?!) was divine with shrimp. I had not read the ingredients carefully and so was surprised by the cocoa vinaigrette. I asked E if she minded being type cast as beautiful but ill characters, as she had also played Annabel Lee in the recent Poe play. No, she doesn't mind. I was interested to hear how difficulties with one actor were framed, not honoring consent agreements (apparently by a jerky assertion that they wouldn't honor it than actually violating the agreement), and by not learning lines etc.
I'm having a hard time putting out of my head a "plan" by RFK, Jr to use a residential program (grow organic food! no screens!) to get people off of their "addiction" to opioids, illegal drugs, and antidepressants and ADHD meds, paid for with the tax proceeds from marijuana sales. My mind keeps poking at it, finding more corners of absurdity, mainly to keep my mind from the real life chaos. Honestly, if the US government provided retreats with engaging community purpose and organic farming in all communities for people with opioid addictions, handling in a respectful way the pain and probable physical and mental issues that led to the addiction, letting people stay and recover for years on the taxpayer's dime, maybe we could have nice things! But.
post-tags: morning writing