I read the New Yoker’s commuter piece on my commute today. It made me feel sad for those people but I guess I should include myself in their ranks. At least I don’t commute by car or live in Atlanta. If only I had the life of a New Yorker writer! To whom the idea of a commute is abstract. Something to write a long rambling narrative about.
As I approach my seventh year in Seattle, I am now the proud owner of a Seattle Public Library card. Why the wait? Don’t know. I do read books, just slowly. The new Northgate branch is nice and all, but a good bookstore makes me want to buy a book and read it. Libraries these days are like Internet cafes with some book off in the back somewhere.
Sherry and I went to see Seattle Shakespeare’s version of Macbeth on Saturday night. We have been going to their shows for the last few years but this was the first of the “chamber” series we had seen. According the web site the “chamber” series try’s…
to adapt the plays to make them more intimate, urgent and available to contemporary audiences attuned to the quicker plotting of modern film and theatre.
Shakespeare “Lite” it was not. I didn’t find it that much different then the other plays we have seen of theirs. It was done “in the round” with a smaller cast then usual. This play had the most sword fighting we have seen yet. Sherry stuck me with the aisle seat so I had the pleasure of having the actors run past me in the dark with their swords.
Normally I don’t forward on office humor but I can’t resist this one.
