1) Ate at least six different types of cheese.
2) Watched Poltergeist II: The Other Side. The man who played Kane (the "preacher"), Julian Beck, was unacceptable. Like, I could not look at him. (Turns out, though, he was a major figure in avant-garde theater during the 1960s and 70s. So there's that.)
3) Read Norman Partridge's Dark Harvest, a tremendous little book that I found gripping, thrilling, and evocative. It tells the story of a insular small town and a horrifying ritual the townspeople perpetuate in order to feel better about themselves and their lives. Wonderful close third-person narration from several points of view; there was nothing extraneous but still it felt full and complete.
I liked this quote:
"And that's the way it works. With words, with poison. You drink those sentences down, and they pop up in the dreams you keep inside you, and they spark something up there in your brain, and when you're done you've got a bellyful of the most dangerous liquor on earth.
When you're done, you've got yourself a story...one you can really believe."
4) Watched a screener of My Heart is an Idiot, a documentary by a talented local filmmaker (it's playing later this month in Portland; my co-worker let me borrow a preview copy). More on this later, perhaps, but for now I'll just say that the movie was frightening in its portrayal of someone with (what I perceived as) a compete lack of self-awareness and an utterly misguided idea of love.
When you're done, you've got yourself a story...one you can really believe."
4) Watched a screener of My Heart is an Idiot, a documentary by a talented local filmmaker (it's playing later this month in Portland; my co-worker let me borrow a preview copy). More on this later, perhaps, but for now I'll just say that the movie was frightening in its portrayal of someone with (what I perceived as) a compete lack of self-awareness and an utterly misguided idea of love.
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