I am still me. It feels weird to say that. Or rather, it feels weird to have doubted that. But I guess that's what this past year has been: doubts about assumptions that
I spent yesterday evening watching a presentation of work from the Center for Investigative Research at Open Show Bay Area, this time hosted at the Berkeley Rep. It was fantastic. The CIR has
L and I went to a concert last night. I should note: when thinking about the concert, my ability for rational thought is diminished, as is my power to construct coherent sentences. In
Last month, my friend Mimi invited me to the 3rd annual Iron Stomach Triathlon, held at Berkeley's Tilden Park. There were three competition classes, Hero, Princess, and Relay. The order of events was