...high times...

I had a dream last night in which some people came to pick me up from my house. They were very serious, and said that we were going to a council meeting. Eventually we ended up in a dew-covered field somewhere close to dawn. There was a large circle of lawn chairs, and they were all filled with familiar faces from my Art Institute days. I sat down, and noticed that everyone had their own bag of grass, and were each rolling a joint. Looking down, I realized I had a bag of pot too, so after chatting some with my neighbors, I got busy rolling my own. I was just finishing up rolling when I awoke from the dream...I wonder what we were to discuss at that meeting!

...classic summer...

Tuesday night we headed to The Stray Cat to see many, many bands containing friends...Get Wild Five, New Morning Changing Weather, Anthony Badgerow (the band...not the person), Ad Astra Per Aspera, and especially Soophie Nun Squad. Soophie contains many familiar folks including my old roomie Maralie, and her husband, Eli!
The show was great, and there were other bands that I did not list (which doesn't mean they aren't good!) It went from 7pm - around 2am. Maralie and Eli came to stay at our place, and we...well, Maralie and I...stayed up talking until 5:30ish. Oh my...it was so nice to see old friends.

The weather feels fallish, yet the cicadas are still rasping out their prophecies. The surprise lillies have bloomed, but are pretty much gone. Summer food is abundant...I love our farmer's market! We have been cooking lots with friends, and just hanging out with friendly people in general a lot! Ah...August.