Another late night last night, but for a cause, damnit, for a cause: today I’m heading up to Seattle to meet with the ENTROSians, then visit with dear TC, then head to a White Trash/High Class drunken houseparty at Owen & Scott’s. I’ve got my trashy outfit ready–when I put on the cowboy boots, daisy duke cut-offs, halter top that looks like a red hanky, and cowboy hat, I looked in the mirror and did not recognize myself. Those were my dreadlocks hanging out from under the hat, but that was the limit of my self-recognition.

Andreas is still in LA–I think he and Dot were going to head up to her parents’ cabin somewhere in the mountains. Nice! I know they’re having a great time.

And so, all is well in the land of soy milk and honey.