Monday, November 3
two big harvesty dinner parties, both including squash, apples, soup, salad, cider, in different combinations, and a pumpkin dessert - yesterday i made everything except lillie made the salad; tonight liza and cynthia cooked but i made the salad (waldorf!) i think theirs easily bested mine, especially the bread pudding (well worth the forty blocks i walked for it), but both were excellent for the company.
two movies too (none of them our innaugural netflix pix), which i don't feel like making parallel at the moment. invasion of the body snatchers is justifiably a classic (especially in comparison to the tripe it came from outerspace i saw last week); pieces of april doesn't come close, although it did give ester and me a lot to discuss (even if we were more interested in talking about one of the previewed movies in the trailers.) but then, i guess being ripe for analysis doesn't make it worthwhile. (and the new merrittunes were unimpressive.)
no thanks to public safety, we had an excellent tap rehearsal in the hallway this morning. i'm slowly beginning to figure out something about how to run rehearsals, maybe. anyway, though we're moving a little more slowly than i plan for, it feels like we accomplish a lot every time. today i was suddenly inspired to have us do some (rather highly) structured improvisation, and we ended up working toward that for most of the time. i'm looking forward to it more and more (except for this sad news, which i haven't thought about yet.)
yep, an almost complete weekend (i even got to do my art, though not music sadly.) so why am i feeling slightly unsatisfied and like an idiot right now? there's a reason (no, it's not work), but, whatever, i'm sure it will work itself out soon enough. it really doesn't feel as late as it is. oh, now it does.
since then it's been a book you read in reverse
so you understand less as the pages turn