August 10, 2003

trust the curve

I woke up early last night after a bit of dream/existential shock unlike anything I'd experienced before. I compared it afterwards to an earthquake's bump and aftershocks, or to when a DVD gets stuck and holds a picture and a sound for a moment. It was as if all of reality were "paused" on a single image and sound, and "skipping"--this happened three times in the course of six or eight seconds, and one time everything was covered in red symbols, sort of plus-sign-like but not quite. I snapped awake, completely unnerved.

The truck's been loaded with Camp Juju Apple's gear for Burning Man--most of it, anyway. We've got an extra shade structure that I was thinking of using for a self-portrait booth, but my attempts to get a cheap and shippable drafting table & suggestion box totally failed to pan out. So now we've got a space with which I'd like to do something clever; suggestions are more than welcome. (One possibility would be a one-man finger-puppet-theater adaptation of The Apple, but organizing it in the next couple of weeks seems like it would be a rather intense effort, and then there's the matter of getting people in the desert to sit still for anything at all.)

Made a Japanese tofu omelet for breakfast this morning, which went over very well--two eggs, a little package of firm silken tofu mashed to a pulp and drained, a little soy sauce, a little salt, a little flour, a little sugar, a little mirin, a handful of peas, a tablespoon of oil in a small pan over reasonably high heat, mixture poured in and allowed to cook for 10 minutes or so until it's pretty firm, then slid onto a plate, cut into squares, and served over rice with a soy/sesame oil/sugar/mirin sauce.

Just added: Friendster friend #100, the fabulous Alyssa Isenstein!

Posted by Douglas at August 10, 2003 11:24 PM
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