oh and last night
I dreamt about the strike, before I went to it. And in the dream I ran into Marcus, an amazing wonderful strong as all hell technician I know, from waaaaaaaay back when I first started working Fringe festivals. She walked up to me and I realized she looked different than the last time I'd seen her (in real life) 'cos she'd shaved her head. And she had a big scar all along one side of her head, and looked really serious.
So last night at the strike I saw her almost as soon as I walked in. I didn't know she was going to be working this strike (although it was at Buddies and I guess on some level I did know she was going to be there) so I walked up to her and said hey. She turned and got this huge smile and gave me one of the best hugs I've had in ages - she's in remarkable shape, really strong and her hugs let you know it - and she'd cut her hair, a real boyish short cut. I told her about my dream and she said "I do have a scar, here -" (touching the opposite side of her head from my dream)"- from staples!" We chatted for a bit more, then got to work. It's always good to see her - she's a very energizing person. She always tells me how much respect she has for me, and that's always a bit embarrassing and honouring to hear. Tonight she described it as being like "a warrior to a king - and I've never felt that way about a man" which made me feel REALLY strange. Proud and humble and bashful and stupid all at the same time.
So last night at the strike I saw her almost as soon as I walked in. I didn't know she was going to be working this strike (although it was at Buddies and I guess on some level I did know she was going to be there) so I walked up to her and said hey. She turned and got this huge smile and gave me one of the best hugs I've had in ages - she's in remarkable shape, really strong and her hugs let you know it - and she'd cut her hair, a real boyish short cut. I told her about my dream and she said "I do have a scar, here -" (touching the opposite side of her head from my dream)"- from staples!" We chatted for a bit more, then got to work. It's always good to see her - she's a very energizing person. She always tells me how much respect she has for me, and that's always a bit embarrassing and honouring to hear. Tonight she described it as being like "a warrior to a king - and I've never felt that way about a man" which made me feel REALLY strange. Proud and humble and bashful and stupid all at the same time.