After I had finished taking pictures, I thought of another one I should have done --- a Nintendo game! I could have been blowing the dust out of it. If only I had another week.
I had nothing to do with this flyer, and the band I'm playing with is not even listed.. but... see that Oct. 2 date? On that night at Backspace I will be playing guitar in the opening band, which is (Jeffrey Lewis's brother) Jack Lewis's band. This is pretty exciting!
I am taking a class called "Body Politics." For the first project, I am keeping a Twitter log of all the times I oppress minorities or reinforce stereotypes over the next two weeks. Early indications show I am not very good at oppressing people. I hope they don't take away my patriarchy card. Follow the project under the Twitter name "oppressor."
They are cutting out a part of the curb to open up a new entrance into my neighborhood. It will be good for traffic and way more convenient, but I'll be sad to no longer live in the most difficult neighborhood to figure out how to drive into ever.
It's always the same: at the beginning of a new semester, I get all gung-ho and say this time I'm going to keep up with all the readings. So I go out to a coffee shop and camp out with my printed-out pdfs. And then after 20 minutes I'm only on page 2 because I've been reading sentences over and over. Then I skim the rest of it so I have something to say in class. By the end of the semester this skimming happens right before class, if at all. I'm just not a good reader of heady, philosophical things. Why do brilliant writers jump from topic to topic, and not explain their references? I could never be a brilliant writer because I value accessibility too much.