I Found It
Walking back to my apartment on Saturday night, I realized I was
headed towards the door they lock at 10pm. I tried to cut across to
21st and promptly followed my ears through this small door labelled
"Lounge" under a finance building. Black walls, stackable chairs,
rickity tables, a bar stocked entirely by fridge, and two great
bands. No cover, no crowds, and none of the trendsters that haunt this
town. All right on my block. I always knew a place like this had to
exist.
That's not all that was good this weekend. On Friday night I picked up
a tire pump and a helmet, double checked the brakes, and took Glenda
for a ride down to Fred Mayer. Biking felt great! Unfortunately,
Glenda was not doing so good. Lack of shifting was a major pain, and
the frame wasn't really my size.
So today, I drove out to Target and bought the $50 mountain bike
special. Meet Gwendolyn: The Destroyer. She's great. Her gears shift
and everything. And now that I've stripped off all the ridiculous
stickers, she's actually a pretty good looking piece of bike. I went
out for a ride up the West Hills (damn that's a steep ride up to
Washington Park), and then steeled my gut to try a ride in NW. I
didn't die, and I think I've got the basics of this city riding
down. Of course, NW is quiet compared to downtown.
I also bought the final Invisibles collection by Grant Morrison and
read it on Saturday and Sunday. If I ever get to be a comic book
script writer, I want to be mini-Morrison.
And last but not least, I finally gave up trying to fix the timing
problems in liblo and worked around them in my synth software. This
means I'm making music! Stay tuned.
posted on: 09/25/2005 | path: /life