I’m back! I spent the weekend with cthulhia
in Massachusetts, seeing movies, party-going, and hanging out.
I caught the 6 PM Fung Wah bus
on Friday. These buses used to cost between $10 and $25 per trip, but competition has brought them down to $10 all day. They’re really popular; all the seats were filled on my trip up, mostly with college students, looked like. We got to Boston around 10:30 or 11, and I hopped on the T and reached the party at dancingdeer’s
place before midnight, I think. Cthulhia and I had to head back at a reasonable hour, to be up in time for art on Saturday.
Saturday we went to see open studios at Brickbottom
. I don’t know whether I was more impressed by the art or by the studios themselves; lots of these were live-in studios, and as a New Yorker I’m easily subject to apartment lust. The art was really good too, though I don’t think there were as many artists displaying as there were at 111 First Street
Back at Cthulhia’s place, she whipped up a tasty dinner out of pho noodles, sausages, and veggies. I whupped her butt at Lost Cities
, then she smacked me back down not just once but twice at Volcano
games went on a bit longer than expected (I’m new to the game, and a very cogitatey player), so we just barely missed the champagne toast (in honor of the recent Mass. supreme court ruling in favor of freedom-to-marry) at a party at, um, damn, I’ve forgotten where. But I had a great time chatting with folks and noshing and I met srakkt
and various other people.
We ducked out early again, to catch The Animation Show
at midnight. This is a touring collection of animation shorts (only two or three of which I’d seen before) that I’d missed when it was in NYC. Don Hertzfeld’s
hilarious work (“Sweet Jesus!”) was entirely new to me. Back in college I’d gotten into the habit of hunting down annual touring animation collctions, and somehow lost that habit in the past decade or so. I should start doing it again, though I’ve heard Spike & Mike’s
isn’t what it used to be.
Sunday we braved the crowds at Johnny D’s for The Oatmeal, saw School of Rock
, and then had Indian food before I hopped the T and caught the 8 PM bus back home. It didn’t occur to me till after I’d already taken the Grand St shuttle to West 4th and gotten on the PATH
that I could’ve walked west and tried out the newly-reopened-that-day World Trade Center PATH
has rushed in where I was too lazy and forgetful to tread
And I almost forgot this sketch: ( Sketch of Cthulhia )