Get to leave early-Friday and camping this weekend. It’s going to rain, but no matter-it’s Portland, after all. Not much happening-rummage sale last Sat-we emptied the van and took a bunch of tables back, which made us heroes. Cleaned up everything except clothes. Mathias rode to school a few days-he enjoys it. There was an opossum in our garage-I tried to scoot it out but it hid better-a line of cat food out the door seemed to work. Salem went to preschool 2 days. Colin and Erika got vaccinated, Matt may have to have his tonsils out. I didn’t go to gamelan-which makes me sad.
The quran didn’t get burned, which is progress. A gas pipeline burst in SF, causing the usual death and destruction. Ah, our aging infrastructure and the “drown it in the bathtub” politicians.
Listening to: Big Bad Voodoo Daddy, Orbital, Kronos Quartet, Hole, Coyote Oldman, Allan Holdsworth, Music of Peru, Duran Duran, Pere Ubu, Bauhaus, Touch 33, Grateful Dead, Bulgarian State Radio & Television Female Vocal Choir, Robert Rich, Steve Reich, The Crystal Method, War, Kate Bush, Sigur Rós, Choir of Westminster Cathedral, Stray Cats
Page 23, Sentence 5: “You cannot comprehend the concept of labor, socially or economically, if you do not base your understanding in inspiration.” Education as a Force for Social Change
My exciting life, this place