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It started on islands, easy
travel w/ Sarah Bruce and Connie, a
ferry worker in
headphones catches me talking to seagulls on a piling as we pull out of Friday
Harbor and says: "an underrated animal." I like them, I say--probably because
I'm a scavenger myself. It ended on another
ferry, another bronze pour (we have one every Monday), this one almost
went horribly wrong when a too-cold scraper went into the crucible to skim
slag and--pop!--hot metal shot out. Nice day ends with rain, so pedaling
home up Fremont Avenue I stop in at
Confounded Books/Hypno Video, where
impromptu belly-dancing class is in progress and I purchase
McSweeney's #6,
worth the $25 cover price if only for the
TMBG disc. |
