Tralfamadore and Beyond

What can I tell you? Work is work, almost ceaselessly. A correction/update from a previous post is that I may not be seeing Paul down here after all. We are still working on it, but suffice it to say that circumstances have changed. I previously mentioned that I won’t be blogging about my employer, so I’ll honor that. But reach out to me directly for more #@&%! than Andy Capp.

My heros keep dying. First Hunter, now this:

My favorite author died. I don’t have anything sage to say about that. Breakfast of Champions was always my favorite but Sirens of Titan is great too, along with everything else. If I have a world view, it is plagiarized from him. I think he’s right about many things: being a humanist, that a two person unit is not enough for anything, man’s illogical drive to survive and most importantly, “Dammit, you’ve got to be kind.”

Speaking of Kindness, I’d like to thank the most recent visits from the mail fairy: Mara and Jax. Mara is all world traveler on me, sending a postcard about her time in Israel, penned while visiting Athens and posted from Oxford. Whew! Jax, sent me a PERFECT care package with what I miss from NYC. Thanks Jax. Much love.

There was an article about the dance night at the Guggenheim and PS1 in the Melbourne Age weekender this week. The point was that if New Yorkers can dance in an art museum, Melbourne should do that too, challenging local museums to open up. I’ll keep you posted on if they do. I got to feel a little smug about myself reading that. “Oh yeah, that’s my home.” Though I went to the Guggenheim dance night exactly once and PS1 maybe 3 times in 4 years, so I can’t exactly claim to have patronized said venues. Maybe you could go for me next time on my behalf?

Did I mention that there is an international comedy festival on? There is. I’ve gone to good shows. I’m going to see the British and Irish guys. Very funny. My favorite bit so far has been about mild super powers. What are yours? You know mine: I can see well in the dark and I have excellent oral hygiene. The Australians do impressions of people I’ve never heard of (probably famous Cricketers) and talk more slang than is intelligible, so I am avoiding their shows.

Deirdre and I did a GREAT bike ride today with one of the Team Box captains, Liz. We followed the Yarra trail on a 30 K ride around the city. It was wonderful. The ride went through a number of city parks, past great modern art both planned (sculpture) and volunteer (graff) and by the zoo. The city is very bike-able and likeable.

I am starting to get a bit nervous for Nationals which is next Sunday- Wednesday. I don’t feel ready yet, but the time is here, so here I go. Go Team Box! I will let you know how it goes.