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July 28, 1997
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space cadetIn the beginning, I bought 4 rolls of film (Kodak Royal Gold if you must know) for the Black Ships Festival. I shot 3 rolls at the festival. I dropped off 3 rolls at CVS One Hour Photo this morning. They were not the same 3 rolls. Oh, 2 of ;em were. The other was the roll I hadn't used. A blank roll. Arrgghhh. At least they didn't charge me for developing it. I felt pretty dumb. Anyway, dear readers, y'all will have to wait for the remainder of Sunday's sumo pics and kite pics. Meanwhile you might want to revisit July 20 and July 21 to which I have added pictures. This is just one incident in an ongoing saga of how my mind and reflexes have turned to mush. On the way home from Purrfect Companions meeting tonight I attempted to turn left off of Bridge Rd. onto 110 at the old intersection, which has been rendered one way for a couple of months now. I just went on autopilot - outdated autopilot. Fortunately when I saw all those headlights coming at me I made a wide U-turn and high tailed it back down Bridge Rd into Newburyport and home via the back roads lest I be pursued by Salisbury cops or something. purrfection? notThe meeting started a half hour late. I drove there in rush hour traffic and all cursing all the way and then ended up having to wait. While I was waiting I noticed that Max the orange squash faced Persian had diarrhea - on his fur. I cleaned him up, dumped his litter box, gave him a new litter box and a new bed, washed the litter box and put it back in the closet, and became Max's new best friend. I guess once you clean a cat's butt you're its mother. All this took place before Martha and Roberta arrived. The meeting was disorganized as usual. I may be wasting my copious management talent by refusing to chair this committee but no amount of management talent could make sense out of Martha's meeting mechanics. Several times, Roberta asked: "what are we supposed to do with this? why are we doing this?" The answer was never clear. We made lists of the locations in which to put the posters. We did this by Martha's reading aloud the agencies, voting yea or nay, and then each of us writing them down according to which town we were recording (Roberta - Newburyport, me - Salisbury, Martha -Amesbury). I'm sure there is a universe in which this makes more sense than one person taking the list and sorting it by zip code. I'm sure there is. Who am I to complain? Since my brain has stopped working, I don't know which end is up anyway. |
coastal aestheticsMeanwhile, Nancy who is home sick today, called to tell me there's an op-ed piece in today's Providence Journal-Bulletin about a coastal aesthetics summer school. This sounds like something I might be interested in. The philosophy department at URI is running it. I e-mailed the conference organizer for more info. |