To keep apace with any potential interest some of you may have in my word wads — I’m compiling legs, arms, ears, crotches, spines, eyes, shoulders [typographically speaking] for our combined pleasure. Like this theater poster design I just finished:
My friend Rachel Perlmeter is the director. Bertolt Brecht and Kurt Weill wrote The 3 Penny Opera (Die Dreigroschenoper) in Germany during the 1920s. The play is jazzy, cabaret while offering a powerful critique on the capitalism of Germany's Weimar Republic.
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Those marks are particularly helpful when one is about to go off on a massive tangent.
Recently, a friend shared this SFist link about a hiker falling to her death at the Marin Headlands.
The Headlands are my favorite place to hike, ocean gaze and meditate. The last time I was there, I lead my GF up a rather cliffy shortcut after getting us trapped on a bit of beach that had gotten predictably cut off by a high-tide I chose to ignore. That short-cutting act probably introduced a mysterious mite-like bite to my lower left leg that morphed into an even more elusive rash about a week later and consequently took several meds a month to eradicate. We could have fallen.
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3 comments:
your story tells and shows so effortlessly, so naturally, so authentically. always a pleasure to read here.
Marin is beautiful.
This post was a pleasure.
i loved the random phrases.
And laughed at asteriks because i use them just as you suggested.
Commonality is hope for the world.
Every lil bit helps.
~c A Hughes
clancyjane: Such a pleasure to see you back. It's been a while. And thanks for the read.
c A Hughes: * * *
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