*this first bit is a postcard. i met the recipient when i was first learning to knit 7 years ago. she hosted a knitting group that i joined. this postcard is a bit weedy in the knitting content. if you're not a knitter it might just give you a little window into what i'm pondering while staring into space in the back of a cafe.*
Sat 11.22.08...9pm?
Sitting at the back counter @ Intelligentsia. Just about to dip into round 2: Americano. *heart*
It may be overstating it, but i'm feeling like a physicist who's just cracked an equation: i've been crunching numbers trying to alter a knitting pattern to make it bigger. Evidently the woman who designed this-quite lovely-beret has a noggin 6 inches smaller than mine. the math involves increasing the number o' sts to be picked up around he i-cord band (not ribbed), then calculating how many would result in the correct # o'sts after increasing, to follow the pattern repeat. i'm crediting, at least partially, the cappuccino. and the patsy cline songs on the stereo here. :)
I've been on a bit of a craft hiatus the last few months. work and concert travel have kept me busy.
However: the urban craft center is re-opening @ their new location on main st. in santa monica, so i can feel the craft wheels begin to turn in my head. hooray! writing to you has me wanting to start a knitting group...or maybe its the coffee...
**a letter written a few minutes later...**
11.22.08--saturday night, sitting at the back counter at the cafe with the best espresso in town. the best part: it's in my neighborhood.
been wanting to thanks you for the wonderful fall gift! the leaves you sent are sitting atop my piano. even if the weather here is slow to co-operate, i know what season it really is.
i've been a little low energy today. have guests in town. decided to bail on the movie we'd planned to see--ended up napping for 2 hours. perfect! am now skipping the concert i was planning to attend tonight in favor of a little cafe loitering. when the days get shorter here evening cafe sitting gets mellower. those long hot days keep all my fave places too busy to hang out for long. (the nerve. ha!)
jumping topics: this has been an odd employment year out here: the writers' strike last fall really made things very unstable. i've worked on 3 shows this year (after spending 4 mos. out of work.) am finally in a pretty stable situation. then this morning i heard news that the actors' guild is close to striking. this has been looming for months, but i've been hopeful that they would resolve the contract disputes w/o striking. there is just no goodwill from the other unions left after the writers' strike. and in this economic climate? i had some choice expletives this morning when i heard the news. i still feel that as a union member myself (4th generation) any strike should be honored b/c that is your power. but this is just too much now. i'm just happy to be working on a show that doesn't give me grief about billing for overtime that the show incurs.
ok. time to shift this again: for the record i bought this card @ an amazing coffee house in kansas city, mo. a couple summers ago. i was there for a wedding. one of my firends there found a hotel for me w/in walking distance of this cafe. turned out to be so hot & humid there, i walked once, ddrove the rest of the time i was in town. sometime i will tell you about the conversation i had w/a guy there that started with, "can i ask you a question?" a memorable day, that. :)
it's almost 10p. i'll head home & do the dishes while this espresso is still working.
ps. miss you like crazy and am itching for a road trip. good combo!
Showing posts with label fall. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fall. Show all posts
Monday, November 24, 2008
Sunday, November 2, 2008
10.11.08--O! Fall!
Saturday 6pm?
Fall is here. so many indicators, but one that seals the transition: the light. Everything is illuminated in that warm gold that makes everything seem loaded and significant. It doesn't have the glare of summer--that direct light that makes me put on my sunglasses and look away. It's the vividness that I remember from those days of hallucinogens and first love. The clear sky so blue, blown free of stuff by the first of the season's Santa Ana winds.
It all seems a bit dramatic and overly romantic, going on like this, but I offer in my defense: Joni Mitchell's "The Last Time I Saw Richard" came up on my shuffle as I was pulling into the gas station. Her album "Blue" was given as a gift to me by a boyfriend who thought I might like it. So, good instincts on his part. That song, that association, this light...well, I'm a push over for the change from summer to fall.
Another sign of the times: my thought just turned to sewing...
After nearly a month of long work hours and concert travel every weekend, I'm trying to get a handle on my domestic situation a bit. Washed about 6 weekends worth of airport parking lot silt off my car this afternoon (to note: the spot-free rinse offered at the u-wash is anything but spot-free.) Bought hand lotion and toilet paper, did 3 loads of laundry...and my eyes and brain fixated on that light the whole time.
The sun has set now, the sky's softer and I can feel that intoxication of the afternoon lifting a bit. whew.
Also-the Talking Heads "Crosseyed and Painless" from Stop Making Sense is playing. Nothing to shake off a reverie and get a body dancing like this song. :)
**been carrying this intending to send. follow up penned: 11.1.08**
another letter started and not put in the mail. :) this is the first saturday since that weekend i've been @ home and without guests. on the docket: more laundry, dishes (oof. must address these) and a trip to a fabric store downtown. *heart* already done: pedicure.
we had our first rain fo the season this morning. it only lasted about 10 min, but the clouds have stuck around, which is nice.
odd tangent: my thoughts just turned to phil collins. !? i was thinking of a 30 Rock exchange:
"you like phil collins?"
"i have two ears and a heart, don't i?"
which led me to a story my neighbor told me about doing a recording session w/phil c. he said all the engineers wanted phil to play the big drum fill from "in the air tonight" and he did! apparently, the particular sound of the drums was cutting edge stuff when that record was made, so recording people are kind of geeky about it.
ok. when the letter runs from joni mitchell to phil collins (while kate bush is singing from my earphones) it's time to wrap this thing up and head to the fabric store.
ahh saturday. soo soo good. :)
Fall is here. so many indicators, but one that seals the transition: the light. Everything is illuminated in that warm gold that makes everything seem loaded and significant. It doesn't have the glare of summer--that direct light that makes me put on my sunglasses and look away. It's the vividness that I remember from those days of hallucinogens and first love. The clear sky so blue, blown free of stuff by the first of the season's Santa Ana winds.
It all seems a bit dramatic and overly romantic, going on like this, but I offer in my defense: Joni Mitchell's "The Last Time I Saw Richard" came up on my shuffle as I was pulling into the gas station. Her album "Blue" was given as a gift to me by a boyfriend who thought I might like it. So, good instincts on his part. That song, that association, this light...well, I'm a push over for the change from summer to fall.
Another sign of the times: my thought just turned to sewing...
After nearly a month of long work hours and concert travel every weekend, I'm trying to get a handle on my domestic situation a bit. Washed about 6 weekends worth of airport parking lot silt off my car this afternoon (to note: the spot-free rinse offered at the u-wash is anything but spot-free.) Bought hand lotion and toilet paper, did 3 loads of laundry...and my eyes and brain fixated on that light the whole time.
The sun has set now, the sky's softer and I can feel that intoxication of the afternoon lifting a bit. whew.
Also-the Talking Heads "Crosseyed and Painless" from Stop Making Sense is playing. Nothing to shake off a reverie and get a body dancing like this song. :)
**been carrying this intending to send. follow up penned: 11.1.08**
another letter started and not put in the mail. :) this is the first saturday since that weekend i've been @ home and without guests. on the docket: more laundry, dishes (oof. must address these) and a trip to a fabric store downtown. *heart* already done: pedicure.
we had our first rain fo the season this morning. it only lasted about 10 min, but the clouds have stuck around, which is nice.
odd tangent: my thoughts just turned to phil collins. !? i was thinking of a 30 Rock exchange:
"you like phil collins?"
"i have two ears and a heart, don't i?"
which led me to a story my neighbor told me about doing a recording session w/phil c. he said all the engineers wanted phil to play the big drum fill from "in the air tonight" and he did! apparently, the particular sound of the drums was cutting edge stuff when that record was made, so recording people are kind of geeky about it.
ok. when the letter runs from joni mitchell to phil collins (while kate bush is singing from my earphones) it's time to wrap this thing up and head to the fabric store.
ahh saturday. soo soo good. :)
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