pressings

It almost feels like the last month has been killing time before seeing Cecil Taylor. It's not true, of course - but that's how excited I am for this evening's show. It is a culmination. It feels like the last dregs of the drama at work are finally being squeezed out, and as soon as the shift lead decision is made, it will feel like a great cadence to a very satisfying resolution. Whatever happens, happens. I feel very content right now.

So, this week is going to be awesome. Halloween party friday at Riley's place, jamming with (& as) Plague Doctors (excellent graphic forthcoming). And I'll have to post whatever I come up with for Tuesday's story club. Hopefully it's good.

Ps, go here. The site will probably only last a week, but it's a really neat concept.

Pps, Jeff Mangum came out of hiding for a second. Wee!