all shall be well all shall be well and all manner of things shall be well julian of norwich

Sunday, December 03, 2006

in calgary, spent the last few days (friday, sat. sun) actually relaxing, i did no work, and only sent half a dozen emails.

notes:

bus ride down, saw two people get drunk on cheap, hidden beer.
walking out, saw a kid get manhandled, cuffed, for narcotics, while a buddhist monk waited on the sidelines
found castles brilliant anthology of lesbianism for 35 bux, at mcnally robinson, then went over and spent way to much for dinner (saltlik: aspargus in guyere, blue cheese crumbled small porterhouse, baked alaska (!), a manhattan (much discussion at the bar over this, but they got it right, first time the mixer mixed it, but brilliant and the two cheeries in the bottom of the glass might be my favourite pleasue), a strong glass of fairly undry chilean cabernat, and a glass of tawny sherry (20 years old) but the best was the alaska, melty, icey, warm, gooey, the textures, and the narrative of the textures (as things melted, or thawed, etc they changed) the center was pistachio ice cream, and the base was a really thick, choclate torte
staying with thomas, huge house on the very edge of calgary, basically the suburbs, but realtivley nice.
conversations with barb and gramma about some things, gramma has broken her pelvis and even in the hospital she managed to get her digs on (this was the great thing, that said, i didnt really care, im slowly learning that as long as improud of what i am doing, then fuck em all---barb picked me up in a black mercedes, leather interior, a little cocoon of fuck you money, and it was a nice ride, and they redid their house in yuppie chic, cork floors, granite counter tops, lots of exposed wood, viking range and stove...all three kids in private school, and i was comfortable there...chip needeled me about finding work, and for a second i feelt guilty, but i figured,i dont have to, and i am doing other things, patience.
went today to toms church, alliance on the end of town, blank, communion was welshes and a ritz cracker, and the sermon qouted as much narnia as jesus (it had a powerpoint side show, too---to jesus thru powerpoint), then we went to lunch and the zoo, mcdicks for lunch, which wasnt my choice, though the zoo was completely revived , with massive new buildings, and more intergrative experinces for the animals, saw many, my favourite being the african land snails the size of ones fist...though i note with much sadness and mourning, the lack of llamas and wombats. though they had wallabies. we must vanquish cedrics forces.

im tired, exhausted really, but happy.

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