I just stepped in a big pile of sassy!

In this photo you will find:
*me sitting on a park bench with a crazy facial expression
*my friend K (maybe - I think she’s overshadowed by me) also on the bench
*a woman that I dated in 2000/2001 chaining up her bike, with a friend (who I am far too socially awkward to talk to when I see her out in public once every couple of years, because I’m awesome)

Insanity!

(ganked from Alison Bechdel’s flickr photo stream)

Last night I saw Alison Bechdel (of Dykes to Watch Out For fame) read at the Amazon Bookstore, just blocks from my Uncle’s place where I have been housesitting for the past week.

She is very witty, verbose, amusing… a handful of other adjectives that I am too sleepy to think of right now.
It was really hot (no air flow) downstairs and packed, so I only stayed for 1/2 the reading - though I did go upstairs and buy her new book, Fun Home, and donate to her travel fund.

After that, my friend K and I went to Pepito’s for beer and some (not so) quality live (cover) music.
Fun!

And then I had a dream last night that I told the woman that I dated back in 2000/2001 that I was sorry for being such an immature moron, that she deserved better, and she seemed glad that I told her and gave me a hug.
See, that’s what I should have done.