SO. I dreamed last night that I was sort of a groupie in the entourage of some famous woman science fiction writer (I have no idea who it was), and we ended up at the University of Wisconsin, which in my dream was like a huge open-air tent city out in the middle of nowhere. Even the public toilets were outdoors, WITH NO WALLS, and I was attempting to use the toilet without attracting too much attention. And nobody was really paying attention, but I was still nervous. BRAIN WHAT.
I don't even know. The weather here is beautiful, and we have Early Girl tomatoes, little green Romas and Patios, lovely long banana peppers and poblanos and Santa Fe Grandes. I am still reading Nell Painter's History of White People
and it is pretty interesting.
I keep forgetting to say that I watched Laurie Anderson's Heart of a Dog
on HBO the other night. I really liked it, but then I'm a Laurie Anderson fan. :D
Also I finally went ahead and ordered my own DVD copy of The Drop
, since I keep watching it every time it turns up on a movie channel. It's become one of my favorite films -- I think it truly is a little gem.