Kyle took two massive bags of clothes over to the 2nd Mile on Thursday, and then, feeling like we were on a roll, we made up another bag to take to Curio Theatre. Following some very good advice, I decided I should have one of the dresses photographed before giving it up to a life on the stage -- and it certainly helped. I realized I'd rather see it on somebody else now. And the bonus is that we now have more closet space!

This week was my turn to be under the weather, so I've felt a bit out of touch with the world of West Philly. I read some excellent books, however, including Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro, which was mesmerizing. And now I'm dipping into nostalgia by reading some early 20th Century Lit, like Rainbow Valley by L. M. Montgomery. It makes me feel a little melancholy, as if I'm reading someone's long-forgotten letters or looking through the pages of a Victorian photo album.
We did have a lovely picnic on Friday with our friends Conrad and Colin; Kyle (try saying "Kyle, Colin, Conrad" without getting tripped up!) created a wonderful vegan mayonnaise and made us sandwiches, which were delicious. It was a perfect afternoon, with a soft breeze, and we'd decided to dress up for it, looking like a band of Edwardian revelers, in three-piece suits and frilly dresses.
I'm looking forward to seeing the new Woody Allen movie -- Kyle and I just watched Vicky Christina Barcelona, which was a wonderful romp -- what a powerful presence Penelope Cruz has in it! She owned that movie and I realized how wasted she is in so much American cinema.
Now I'm off to practice my Irish brogue for the play I'm doing in the Autumn; stay tuned.

This week was my turn to be under the weather, so I've felt a bit out of touch with the world of West Philly. I read some excellent books, however, including Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro, which was mesmerizing. And now I'm dipping into nostalgia by reading some early 20th Century Lit, like Rainbow Valley by L. M. Montgomery. It makes me feel a little melancholy, as if I'm reading someone's long-forgotten letters or looking through the pages of a Victorian photo album.
We did have a lovely picnic on Friday with our friends Conrad and Colin; Kyle (try saying "Kyle, Colin, Conrad" without getting tripped up!) created a wonderful vegan mayonnaise and made us sandwiches, which were delicious. It was a perfect afternoon, with a soft breeze, and we'd decided to dress up for it, looking like a band of Edwardian revelers, in three-piece suits and frilly dresses.
I'm looking forward to seeing the new Woody Allen movie -- Kyle and I just watched Vicky Christina Barcelona, which was a wonderful romp -- what a powerful presence Penelope Cruz has in it! She owned that movie and I realized how wasted she is in so much American cinema.
Now I'm off to practice my Irish brogue for the play I'm doing in the Autumn; stay tuned.
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