Work resumes tomorrow, but because I really felt the need to escape the apartment, I went to the Lock & Keel on Ballard Avenue. I had only been there once before to eat and watch the world cup, so it was a new thing to do in the evening. For the short time I was there, it seemed a remarkable hive of activity for a Monday. Initially, one of the two pool tables was taken, and by the end both were. The person sitting next to me, who was a Canadian Native American and is in one of the final scenes of the movie "Geronimo," did the above drawing based on a recommendation from her friend. (One of the two was named Debbie, but as names were flying fast and furious, I won't claim knowledge as to who the name belonged to.) I still don't know how or if I relate to Wooly Mammoths, but that is what was drawn for me. It seemed almost like a psychological thing, except that everyone had already drank far too much.
Questions, ruminations, and the occassional bit of silliness from this life and how it progresses.
Monday, September 04, 2006
The night before Tuesday...
Work resumes tomorrow, but because I really felt the need to escape the apartment, I went to the Lock & Keel on Ballard Avenue. I had only been there once before to eat and watch the world cup, so it was a new thing to do in the evening. For the short time I was there, it seemed a remarkable hive of activity for a Monday. Initially, one of the two pool tables was taken, and by the end both were. The person sitting next to me, who was a Canadian Native American and is in one of the final scenes of the movie "Geronimo," did the above drawing based on a recommendation from her friend. (One of the two was named Debbie, but as names were flying fast and furious, I won't claim knowledge as to who the name belonged to.) I still don't know how or if I relate to Wooly Mammoths, but that is what was drawn for me. It seemed almost like a psychological thing, except that everyone had already drank far too much.
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