Fuck you inchworms, Larry David and Woody Allen and Evan Rachel Wood swinging for the bleachers? What a gem. I love you all. Thank you and good night.
9.5 Whatever Works
Category: Daily Life
Elon understands Agile!
Glorious interview, thanks Tim Dodd for all you do! Two heroes of mine.
Kayaking on the Neuse is a go
Stephen agreed to try kayaking the Neuse with me! It’s only
Pelican Kayak ceiling hang stress test
I have mountain climbing gear mounted from my ceiling! I haven’t tried rappelling yet but I have hung my first kayak. Hasn’t given out yet, hopeful…
Update: I got my living room back!
Greta laying it out
Welcome to Raleigh, Weaver Street Market!
Finally got back on my bike today. I love my bike. It’s the tires. At over 100psi and just the right thinness, with Kevlar to keep the flats away, it’s the fastest way around downtown.
My adventure was only 2 blocks. That’s the distance to anything downtown, in my estimation. To misquote Everett from Oh Brother Where Art Thou?, “what a geographical oddity, 2 blocks from everywhere!” But in this case I’m not too far off.
Weaver Street Market opened in Raleigh today at 10:30am, and I was there to become a member (and get a t-shirt!). Sure I have everything delivered, from Purple Carrot to Papa Spuds to (embarrassingly) Amazon… so it’s a double win as it will get me off my ass and get me better produce.
I’m over 100 days in on this round of GI troubles, which means no meals all summer. My food comes from a bag on my back. Sad. So I’m obsessing about better days head. I read all the local restaurant menus, look into vegan meetups, I read cookbooks… I’m also targeting the oldest farmers market around, 2 blocks away (honestly it is), which has evaded me as it is only open Th-Sat. Wish me luck towards finding a better day! Peace.
Nature or Die
This is the core of my beliefs. I had no idea Harrison agreed so passionately. Support Conservation International!
UPDATE: And we’re not stopping there…
Raleigh Diamond Life
You rule in the way that I move…
I am pretty angry a lot of the time. Greed is a virus in an epidemic. The only vaccination is kindness, and I can’t seem to find enough of it. Except when my baby is in town…
You only can rescue me…
Holding her hand, we discovered an amazing sleeper of a play, walked home from the Performing Arts center between the raindrops under one umbrella, Lime scootered over to Dave’s Dumplings, where we were remembered by the waitress “because I never forget the face of a beautiful girl”, precisely… and walked NCSU campus, where we discovered an empty sparkling mist-enshrouded hideaway of brick pathways through cultivated natural grasses.
We covered much of Raleigh over the weekend, walking and scootering to lots of our favorite places, including Raleigh Raw for a smoothie, First Friday at Artspace, Gringo A Go-go, Happy & Hale, Morning Times.
Blissful. Thank you baby for bringing me such happiness.
9.5 Murder for Two
A New Musical Comedy
I didn’t expect much going in, and Cara and I were blown away. Two actors, one playing the detective and the other delivering a jaw-dropping experience of all the suspects, probably more than a dozen. And while the skill of doing a pirouette and donning glasses and switching roles was stunning… It was all in the delivery – the humor, the insanity, the breaking of the fourth wall, the top-notch integration of dueling piano performances, and so many other things that will spring to mind over the next couple weeks. These guys were damn good, with what appeared to be an effortless delivery of so many hilarious layers of absolute chaos. Check it out if you can!
Chicago beckons again
Another escape to our big city.
On Friday, we floated at Float 60, maybe the fourth time, and I immediately took to the sensory deprevation saltwater float and let. everything. go. I can’t say how many times I drifted off and back, with a twitch, but the entire eternal hour was spent recharging and restoring my spirit from exhaustion. I guess I’ve hit the sweet spot, I’m good at it now.
Saturday, we went to an amazing dance troupe’s three-part show. First was classical, with a rework of Vivaldi’s Four Seasons, the classic rock of classical. The second was like a lost Depeche Mode b-side instrumental click track from the Black Celebration era, with clock ticks and dropping bass mixed in brilliant synchopation. Third act was negro spiritual based, and like the while show, beautiful and mesmerizing with the flexibility and strength of the beautiful dancers on full display.
Sunday was more beautiful rest. As Cara and I often say, we are so blessed and lucky. ❤️❤️❤️