The Broad Wing of Time
When you are younger you get blamed for crimes you never committed and when you're older you begin to get credit for virtues you never possessed. It evens itself out.
-- I. F. Stone
Friday, May 30, 1997
My birthday today! Because of the film festival, I didn't have a big party, but we did celebrate a bit between movies. The weather has been terribly humid, which isn't typical for around here. It isn't uncomfortable -- as long as you remain perfectly still. If you have to hustle between buses, or hurry across the street into the theater, as I did, you really feel it.
Then we adjourned to the lobby of the Broadway Performance Hall. R--- had visited the Seattle Central Community College Culinary School and had picked up some treats for us: sliced poached pears with whipped cream, and some very nice gingerbread. Yum! A--- gave me a book which looks good, Dancing in the Dark by Janet Hobhouse. "Exquisitely written, insightful and poetically concise" says The Village Voice.
As long as I choose to attend the festival this way, I won't be celebrating my birthday the way I did growing up. But that's OK, as Stuart Smalley says.