Ellen told me the Halvah eases the crushing pain of existence. I think she may be right. I've been in the kind of mood lately where thoughts like "I'm an asshole" and "I am a bug splatted on the windshield of life" seem profound. So a short scene came to me on bart.
We walked into Mamounds. "You've been so glum lately," she said, brushing a wisp of her long dark hair from her face. She smiled encouragingly and her hands fluttered gracefully.
The woman behind the counter stared at us impatiently. "Can I help you?" she asked.
"What do you have that eases the crushing pain of life?" I asked.
"Halvah for $1.50" she indicated the display case on the counter.
"Can I have a chocolate one and a turkish coffee?" I asked.
"For here or to go?"
I shrugged at Jessica.
"For here." Jessica directed.
I got my truck smog checked and registered. It took a long dern time. And I figured out how to record audio on supercollider. The help file has a bug in it. and I wallowed in self loathing/pity for a while.
I talked to two of my neighbors about the temporary structure in the backyard. The Home Owners Association is meeting a week from today to decide if they will compell us to tear it down. Ellen was explaining to me this morning that if she loses the temporary structure, she'll lose her Seattle gig and be forced to take minimum wage jobs and live in a studio apartment and have a budget to buy a few pieces of drawing paper periodically and dabble in art on weekends.
Please light a candle dedicated to your diety of choice that the association decides to let it stay. their issues are twofold: 1. It didn't get pre-approval from the design review committee. (my defence: uh sorry. i wasn't here when it was built.) 2. It may cause water penetration (my defence: it's only going to stay up until may 2005. the possibility of structural damage in that time is remote. and i would of course be responcible for any repairs required as a result of it's being there temporarily.)
One neighbor was supportive. the other was on the board. she indicated that people have to face consequences for their errors. So because the review comittee was skipped, there is no way in hell that she would allow it to stay. also, it's important to keep art in perspective. it has it's place in life, but that is secondary to property values.
we're having an open house on saturday so people can see the temporary structure and get an idea of what things are about. of course, neither ellen nor i posses social skills in any significant degree. i fear it will be a disaster. i'm thinking of trying to pull in outside talent to pitch our case.
i don't have the energy for this. i have important self-loathing to do.
any suggestions from anyone would be extremely welcome.