hope. some sweet hope.

Oh how i sometimes love the fresh start feeling of a monday...

In brief -

a) am doing a short 4 day workshop of a new play – which i will go into possibly at a later time, but the most important take away here is that it is engaging and good and smart and funny and out-there and creative and gritty and psychedelic and really fun to play with....which helps heal the pain of;

b) saw Happy End last night for free. um. Yeah. um. Okay. Wow. It was really really really really bad. The couple next to us fell asleep. The girls behind us actually said, “Do you think they call it Happy End because you are so happy when it's finally over?” oh and did I mention that it had two – that's right – two intermissions. Something i am morally opposed to....

c) went climbing tonight and did not shake from fear. Phew. Reminder NOT to take three weeks off from top-roping EVER again. Getting over heights fear is not something you want to do regularly. no.

d) felt Sarita's little Daisy move again. This time is actually felt like toes. It was pretty freaking amazing. We also had ice cream together. Always pleasing. :) Must get a spring sampler to her so that Daisy will already know my voice and Dave's voice and therefore make us seem familiar. And that reminds me – Dave compiled a Spring Sampler of stuff that we've been working on – it's mostly Dave, since, well, in reality he is the main musician of the tart family – but it's a two-disc set of some pretty good stuff. Let us know if you want one.

e) started recording first tracks of 'Underground' – a strange song about my grandmother. feels even stranger not to play it on my seacow. but i'm coping.

f) Saw a really fun and fantastic dance, theatre, circus, fire, live music, burning man morph piece on Fri night by a troupe called Xeno at the Xenodrome with the AMD (this was after we fed our summer movie palate with, please don't laugh OR hate us, 'The Davinci Code'. Sorry. PwC has been rather hard on us these days and we needed a release. And it was.) Xeno's piece, called keepsake, was like a child's acid dream. I really really enjoyed it. There was a tissu act. She was incredibly buff and tremendously cute and, well, also hot. Was really nice to see something innovative and creative and well executed. 8 stars out of 8 stars. Happy End: -0 stars.

g) met my lit pal at Martin Luther King Middle School in Berkeley on Tuesday. I've never been able to actually meet one before (it's a program where you and a child write letters once a month to one another and you are supposed to ask about normal things as well as talk about reading and books. I've been doing it for 5 or 6 years and it's been pretty cool.) My Lit Pal was excellent this time. We had an incredible amount of things in common. When I was there, she toured me around the AMAZING edible garden, showed me the school chicken coop (!!!!!), had me eat an edible flower, played the piano for me (that they just happened to have in the kitchen) and made organic strawberry puffs. It was pretty freaking great. I brought her a pen and a journal in her favorite color. She lit up like it was Christmas. I played piano for her as well. She lit up again. It was really sweet. She was off to drama class after we were done. I was very impressed to hear that he school still had a drama, art and music program. On TOP of gardening class EVERY week in Alice Waters' edible garden (which is really worth seeing! Prince Charles took the time to stop and see it – so should you.)

must go to bed. Was going to catch up on sleep. Looks like i jacked up that idea again. Good night.