loose change

went to the artist's garage sale in mukilteo with elizabeth. as we drove up, we listened to this american life on the radio. it was a show about being godless in america and i loved it. we heard an excerpt from julia sweeney's one person show, letting go of god. it was brilliant and made me feel a little better about not being christian in america. basically, she actually went to bible study, actually reading the bible as opposed to passively accepting everything her clergy threw at her. the stories and parables are absurd! they make no sense and have nothing to do with the "traditional, family values" the religious right constantly portray as christian. i highly recommend downloading this show.

got to mukilteo and walked around, but i guess we got there too late. it seemed like a garage sale! the array of junk was not impressive. elizabeth and i ended up buying a box of national geographic magazines for images. we walked down to the ferry/pier. wanted to sit and enjoy the sun and view of the sound. the lighthouse didn't really have a place to park it, so we walked up the waterfront and had a good talk about what's going on. started back and realized how hungry i was. stopped at ivar's and we shared a scallops & chips and a cherry coke. for realz, i hadn't had a cherry coke since i was in fourth grade. talked more while shoveling the fried-goodness in our faces only to be tempted by the sweet, sweet sight of soft-serve ice cream. you can guess what we got after the polishing off the fries.

got home and wanted to take a nap, but jester called and we talked for a while. jester is stuck in college station for the summer but will be a free man in august. he was in temple (i should be clear: when i say temple, i mean temple, texas, not temple, hillel) with his family celebrating his sister's wedding. i realized yesterday was the first june wedding day when i was walked to the u-district listening to stevie wonder's "i just called to say i love you:"
No April rain,
No flowers' bloom,
No wedding Saturday
Within the month of June.
But what it is is
Something true
Made up of these three words
That I must say to you.

before i took off, i talked to kelly conway. and the old married man doled out advice on dealing with the ladies. ah, twitty j. good times.

walked to the u-district to see the short play festival or whatever the drama school is calling the ten-minute play festival these days. i didn't completely understand the choice of plays, specifically the second half, but all the work was good. the first play, savage/love, reminded me of le chat noir, one of the plays i did at the first ten minute play festival. it dealt with the all phases of a relationship: meeting, courting, loving, questioning, hating, breaking, etc. i simultaneously love and hate these types of plays. it was so raw, just the text, a chalkboard-paint floor and each others. it felt like a poem put in their bodies dealing with what i believe as the core of humanity: finding a way to interact with each other. the letters and words living in my head for so long were made actions in front of me. i just wanted to take action after seeing the play.

afterwards, brandon, samantha, fran, chance, maythinee, beverly, elena, brian gillespie and i went to big time and shared nachos and beer. i had a great time with them as they felt more like my peeps. 'sfunny how the patp "family" does that. hope i get to see them more this summer.

today is a cleaning day. i need to prepare for my week as i start training. dunno what i'm gonna do about laundry this week, but i'll make do somehow. becca and are supposed to hang out tonight.