Writing about writing:
I just finished up one of my “experimental” horoscopes. Toughest idea I’ve come up thus far, too. Took more than a week to hammer out 12 signs’ worth of material. It’s meandering, wandering and strays off-topic one too many times. I can only hope that a subsequent edit will clean it all up. A whole week to finish up one set of scopes? That’s about right.
Today’s date is 3/4
Three Quarters? Three-four time? I still like three-fourths. Reminds me of an album, too.
Part One: SXSW is rapidly approaching. Oh joy. “South By South West” is an annual event, and it’s grown to the point that it includes a film festival component, an “internet” track, and the usual venue of new (and now old, too) musical artists.
The Shallow Water Expo is concurrent, and frankly, I’m more looking forward to that. Plus there’s Body Mind Soul event, also concurrent with South-By. I’m not sure those event planners did a very good job, picking those dates. We’ll see.
I was poking around on the South-By site, digging through the “interactive grid,” the list of available workshops. While I have high hopes for this year, I also have far more realistic expectations, this time, as well.
Hotels are crowded, downtown is booked solid, there’s a streaming, teeming mass of humanity infiltrating all of my local environments, upsetting the bucolic pace. I tend to skip the music scene, and the best part for me, the only bit I partake of, is the “interactive workshops.”
Sometimes, those workshops yield nuggets of information. Useful nuggets. Other times? It’s all kind of boring.
“Welcome to Austin. Have some breakfast tacos & coffee. Eat well. Drink Shiner & tequila. Marvel at our wonderful place – we’re spoiled rotten, listen to the music. Leave all your money then go home. Thank ya’ll.”
Part Two: Unrelated:
That all time classic. Why we’re strictly “catch & release.”
Part Three: Unrelated:
Dinner at Geno’s, way down South First Street, deep in the heart. We walk in, sit down, and the waitress looks at us Sagittarius folks, seeing me from the back, “What do you girls want?”
Been so long since I’ve been addressed thusly that I was greatly amused. In fact, that became the introduction to this week’s scope. That poor Taurus server was just beside herself with apologies.
