Yesterday an email appeared in my inbox with the subject: Foothill College: Informational Interview I thougth for a moment that one of my job applications has born fruit. But it is an email from a photographer wanting to interview me for her photography class.
I forgot to post about the snow on Thursday. Yes, it snowed - again.
The TTA show on Thursday was a difficult one. I doubt anyone in the audience felt gypped because what the team does is always amazing, but there were lapses of quite significant proportions evident to those who know the material well.
Finished reading Anne Lamott's Joe Jones last night. A friend bought a bunch of copies last year and gave them to several friends - and I was one of those recipients. I have been procrastinating because I just can't seem to find time for contemporary fiction anymore. But I finally picked it up a week or so ago with high expectations based on my friend's enthusiasm. I'm a big fan of Lamott's Operating Instructions - a journal of the first year with her son Sam, but have never felt drawn to her fiction. And this book doesn't change that feeling. I was dissapointed - particularly with its ending. Too much unresolved plot left hanging. Though I admit the descriptions of the Bay Area's landscape and geography made me homesick.
Peeked into a biography of Warren Zevon, I'll Sleep When I'm Dead, I picked up at the library. After a chapter or two, I decided it was unhealthy to read any more. Zevon was not a nice man.
And listening to This American Life's review of the banking crisis puts a damper on an already grey day.
Grasping for something upbeat to post - but can't really think of anything.
