Wow, Matt. A liter is a LOT.

Went out for Oaxacan food and beer with some family friends, and that was lovely. I got a bunch done today, but I didn't get my car washed because the line was too long.

Station 19 makes me think of Station eleven. Rather different vibe I'm thinking.

Did a bunch of dancing tonight, and also made time to watch a friend make a fool of herself at karaoke in order to profess her love to her girl.

Also, Flea may appreciate this—my friend's 13 year old wrote her an email about getting him and his friends movie tickets, which was kind of hilarious as written. But also I was like ".who are these friends of his? Why the names?!" And my friend says "well he has lots of East African friends?" And I said "...Aragorn?????" Lol.

And I said "...Aragorn?????"

Was there a Faramir, too?

Huh. Grammarly recognizes Faramir as a proper noun. Go Grammarly and all its geektastic programmers.

Anyway, I went out to a music venue to experience live rock music for the first time in years. Our own amyth was in a one-time-only band to help raise money for Girls Rock. Several other, similarly created bands were also there. Amyth did great! And I won a gift certificate to a salon I've never heard of, which was unexpected, but nice. Anyway, this morning I keep seeing the club stamp on my hand, having flashbacks to my 20s, and wishing for a clove cigarette.

In a bit, I'll be heading upstairs to my neighbor's apartment. She's having several of us over for Easter brunch. Happy Easter to all who celebrate! Happy spring Sunday to everyone else!

I'm working today, and as I pulled into the parking lot, the sun cleared the mountains, perfectly framed in a V. The birds were waking up and there was hardly any traffic noise. I stood there for a few minutes, remembering all the Easter Sunrise Services I went to as part of the church choir and thinking about how many people are out in fields and on hilltops this morning. I don't follow the teachings I was raised with any more, but it was very nice out there.

Lovely, Connie. I'm off to an early hike with my sister before we go to Easter mass. I have a starter in the bread machine and later will be making Italian whole wheat bread.

Looks like a nice day here.

Happy Easter to all the Buffistas who celebrate, and happy day before the chocolate goes on sale to everyone else!

Church here was great this morning, including the reception for choir and musicians between rehearsal and service that I coordinated. So that's good. And we get sponsors for the musicians, and my mom sponsored the trombone in my name! So nice!!

I got a chair & lamp from Ikea. And I just discovered Cocina Luchadoras is open until 4, so since I'm starving, I'm gonna go have tacos & sopes. And then I'll go for my Easter walk around Montebello.

How sweet!

I went for a 3 mile saunter with my folks yesterday up Mt Wanda (named for John Muir's eldest daughter (Mt Helen next door is for the younger daughter (I doubt either are technically mountains)) - lots of woodpeckers in evidence and a nice variety of wildflowers. Everything was so green and lush, water in the streams and pools even, hardly recognizable in that my mental image of the area is golden hills and scurrying into the next bit of shade. Then lunch and a "quick" trip to REI (I knew what I wanted and found it fairly quickly, my dad had to look at something in every department and try on a backpack pretty thoroughly) and by the time I got home I'd walked 4.8 miles per the Fitbit, so have been pretty lazy since. Really need to some yard work, though. That will definitely require outside pants.

Early church, then lunch with mom. Dad had to sing in second service, but mom had misunderstood and so our reservation was for earlier than he could make. Mac wouldn't join us. I stopped at Lowe's and got a new toilet seat for my bathroom. I am going to sit for a little while longer , then put away clothes, vacuum, put the new toilet seat on and then re-assess how I feel.

I've got a whole list of projects so I might do 1-2 more.

Bizarro dream last night. I was getting a dorm room & a cook-out together for some kind of extended reunion thing (I'm working on my college reunion, so this makes sense). Up comes Michael Cudlitz and Jesse Plemons who aside from not being even close to the same age, had both apparently been in school with me and I had been involved with one, maybe both of them at some point. In the dream they are who they are, so famous-y actors, but they had been on something together in the dream and had won an Emmy for it. Because that is how I greeted them, I hadn't known they were coming and it was a big surprise thing.

So weird. I've never found either of them attractive, so no idea why they were thrown in there. So many other celebrities could have been selected by my stupid brain.