How did it get to be Santa Cruz Pride time again so quickly -- 2005 is just flying by! My former square dancing group not having come back from the dead, unlike the last two years I won't be dancing in the parade, so later this morning will get to watch the whole thing again for a change.

Last night we went to see a production of Oliver that some ( Read more... )

( A long story about how it came to pass that I will again be dancing in the Santa Cruz Pride Parade tomorrow, with my son Sam as a parade monitor )

Usually when I'm having a dream and realize I'm dreaming it seems to be a defense mechanism/escape hatch to wake up from a nightmare. But last weekend I had a dream anticipating last Monday's goodbye-square-dancing party where I was aware throughout that it was a dream. I was walking around the room marveling about how detailed and solid everything ( Read more... )

Yesterday when Sam and Arthur and some friends were jumping on the trampoline I set up the digital camcorder (which I should write some other things about) on the tripod and just let it film for an hour, occasionally moving it to different parts of the yard for different angles. Then I started chopping up interesting bits of the footage to make a ( Read more... )

Hey, my square dancing group gets to lead the Santa Cruz Pride parade this morning! (Supposedly the Dykes on Bikes aren't doing it for once due to there being not much of a motorcycle scene in town this year -- I don't know what to make of that.) The parade starts at 11, and I hope I don't screw up all over the place ( Read more... )

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Going to square dancing this evening, there was this incredibly thick fog blanketing everything, so much so that everywhere I rode my bike it looked like I was heading into a dark tunnel. At one point I heard someone yell "What lights! You look like the Silver Surfer!", which I think *must* have been directed at me, though at least for tonight I ( Read more... )