Got home exhausted from a busy week at work. Slept.
Started watching Season 2 of "The Walking Dead." Being impressed, but also realizing I'd want to experience life-affirming ideas while watching that, too. I can marathon it, but I should take breaks. Breaks included taking myself to breakfast midday Saturday at the Cartopia pod at SE 12th and Hawthorne. My first crepe ever, I think. I think I'll have more.
Breaks also included going up to N. Mississippi Saturday night to hear funny, talented people I know perform as the PDX Broadsides, pirate- and geeky-themed songs including originals and a nicely done Portland-specific parody of "Stuck in the Middle With You." They sang outside of Bridge City Comics, and their fellow friend and musician Kielen King, Pwn Toney who's the science fiction rap albums "Star Pilot's Lament" and "Star Pilot's Revenge," played music beforehand.
I hung out and talked, when I felt I had something to say, to friends who also attended and stuck around after the show. I also found where my friend Gerald's working, at a small restaurant half a block off of Mississippi, and quickly said hi while he helped with kitchen cleanup at shift's end.
Late dinner followed (Miss Delta, a Southern food place in the same neighborhood, where I had crawfish for the first time since the late 90s), but the night wasn't over. Traffic actually jammed, and it took me a bit to realize it was because of the World Naked Bike Ride. Ah, Portland and nudity, two great (sometimes) tastes that (sometimes) taste great together. But mainly I wanted to get home without hitting anybody. Mission accomplished! I didn't hit on anybody either.
Reminded during all of this: I can suck at aggressive driving. Maybe because I sometimes have trouble telling the difference between "bring aggressive" and "being a dick." I hope I was only minimally, occasionally, a dick.
Today, I stuck closer to home. More "Walking Dead," but also more breaks like starting to read "Palimpsest" by Cathrynne M. Valente, a.k.a. catvalente. A story potentially more life-affirming than a zombie apocalypse is.
I also took my bamboo plant outside, to give it more direct sun than it usually gets. This weekend it's been niiiiiiiice.
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