a rolling stone gathers no moss. a moving mar gets out of a rut. thank gawd. saturday. mercury moving straight again after a month of retro. which is good. i need some forward direction to help me unpack and get things going again.
last night was my first night going back to the house in my new neighborly capacity. dan and i mosied over after watching once upon a time in mexico (with kb and bret) (over the top parody or excuse for gratuitous violence?). who was there to welcome us back with literal open arms but one jenn b.n.e. in her new pad within the pad (she's moving into 7). jenn's one you wanna watch cuz you know the future will be interesting.
that is a trait she shares with raebean.
instead of trying to write anything interesting i will simply offer up some tidbits.
saturdays on kcbx is like a good radio buffet. currently listening to the minstrel song show. i wish this was syndicated so you all could enjoy.
commando garage sale deployment morning. chief troops made up of general kallal and petty officer figueroa. hermetically sealed glass jars (of various shapes), pepper grinder, cutting board, shelf organizer and jars for spices. it'll be baby steps to rounding out the apartment, but the hunting for the goods is a fun process.
tom called in the middle of it all. he joined for a couple of critical missions, an exploratory rendez of the farmer's market and then the eating of the breakfast at linnaea's. linnaea's saturday and sunday mornings is like a greatest hits album: ryan, jenn, carrie, jason, erik... how can you pass that up? and they're serving breakie til one or two. highfives shared by all the patrons for the sheer luck of such late deliciousness.
today: tackling the boxes. putting things away. maybe a movie? and then topping it all off for the last gig of velvet jones (patrick's big band is splitting up). must not miss it. tomorrow = more of the same with an interjection of bruch with jim and ana and shane c., our paso robles contingency.
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