It's another gorgeous summer day here in Seattle!
Had lunch with my friend Carrie from the old Gilda's group. She's looking and doing well, in a LTR and raising a darling daughter. I've referred a few people to her for mortgage brokering. She bought lunch. :) It's nice when I see an "alumnus" of the old heavy grief work days doing well, smiling and embracing life again. One reason Carrie and I connected back at Gilda's was that our stories were so similar: married to high school sweetheart for many years? Check. Children? Check. Widowed in thirties? Check. Even came down to the same kind of cancer. So yeah - she's doing well, I'm doing well. She's thrilled as all heck for me.
Ran into Mary and Kathy from Twelfth Night sitting outside at a cafe on California Ave. as I was walking to the jewelry store to get Raechelle's ring resized (she told me one size as per her old measurement, but apparently she wears a larger size, and I'm certainly not sending it back to Ireland for resizing when I can have it done locally with a faster turnaround). It was fun to catch up with the matriarchs of the theater group. I have to get them a CD with a bunch of the ads and program graphics from past years, so I'll probably drop it by rehearsal tonight.
One of the boxes I went through in the purge yesterday happened to contain a bunch of CDs, mostly rare, obscure, limited edition indie stuff (or friends), which I'm now ripping for safety. I'm surprised to see what survived a fire that made my speakers melt on the wall.
It's kinda surreal to be listening to music I'd stored away and hadn't really listened to in a decade or more. But very very cool.
Quick film aside: Raechelle and I watched John Cameron Mitchell's Shortbus last night. As with Hedwig and the Angry Inch, his visuals and music are stellar, but I felt with this effort that he skimped on the substance and overcompensated with the non-simulated sex. I watched the special features, and I understand somewhat what he was trying to go for. Unfortunately I don't think he achieved it very effectively, as it's difficult to fully enjoy a film when you can't identify with or care about at least one character. That said, it's a beautiful film with top-notch production design and a great score (Scott Matthew is especially brilliant) that left me with a "WTF??" look on my face.