See You Next Wednesday
Confirmational Signage
I drove to Tumbarumba for
Tumbafest. I was lured by the chance to see
Sparrow-Folk again, which I did. That makes it all worthwhile.
Notes from driving in the Riverina:
1. You can't turn right onto the Hume Highway (M31) from the Snowy Mountain Highway (B72).
2. The road from the Hume Highway to Grahamstown and Adelong (on the way to Tumbarumba) is called variously Adelong Road, Grahamstown Road and Gundagai Road on the map. Only one road is signposted at the turn-off on the highway: Sylvia’s Gap Road (which passes through zero towns before it rejoins the highway ten kilometres later).
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Life Support is on Monday night, and Michael is going to Adelaide for
Womad; all otherwise, I'm sticking to my story.
Multifestural Cultival + Fringe
Recently I watched
In Canberra Tonight,
Sparrow-Folk and
The Sass & Tease Collective a bit. Then I went to
RPG Meetup and
Volleyball-in-the-Park-on-Saturday Meetup (no relation). Later I saw (in no particular order)
salsa,
samba,
bachata,
reggaeton,
hip hop, and
capoeira. Also, I put my hands in the air for "D-Minus + Lady Loca + A-gee Ortiz" (they have funny names) and danced in a pub with Dr Helen. Golly, what a lot of great fun all that was, I must say.
On Sunday I broke a saw blade on Ma's gate. Linda went to A&E with a hurty tummy and was treated like a stupid liar by some professional medical staff.
Brijan Taijlor defeated the Dutch King in the Glamfolk War of Independence. And
Life Support started a repeat run on SBS2. So, half of that was jolly good fun.
I am expecting to have a large amount of more fun in the near future, too. This week term one courses commence at
Impro ACT and I'm doing "Desires That Drive You" and "Belong on Stage". Next month I'm going to perform in
Schnitz & Giggles and do a workshop in Sydney with
Parallelogramaphonograph (that will entail visiting Michael and family, which is nice).
This may not sound like the snappiest line from 2001: A Space Odyssey (1968), but it evidently caught the imagination of John Landis, who has worked references to a mythical film of this name into most of his own movies - memorably as the grotty British skinflick watched by an assortment of lycanthropes and zombies in the climax of An American Werewolf in Paris [sic] (1981).
Ghastly Beyond Belief, Neil Gaiman and Kim Newman