Last night after I helped close at the bookstore, I went to The Winchester, the best little bar in Somerville (aka my friend David's house). I had a couple of cocktails, watched silly videos, danced around, debated current cinema, and talked about boys. I left with a CD (The Power of Pussy) and DVD (9 Dead Gay Guys, which according to the New York Times is "frenzied tastelessness") on loan, as well as some homemade raspberry jam.
This morning I've been drinking coffee, reading a book, and watching the woodpecker rapping away at the dead branch on the tree in front of my house. A jet just flew by overhead, a throaty scream from the sky, and I watched the specks up in the atmosphere until I saw stars and felt dizzy with fear. It shattered my calm. Hopefully I'll reclaim it. It's a beautiful day.
Posted by thevieve at September 30, 2006 10:26 AMHave you watched the movie yet? I'm in PVD with the 'rents, keeping tabs on my other life...
I hope it was as much frenzied tastelessness as you were hoping for.