Settling In

It's 11 p.m. on Tuesday. I'm maybe 3/5 of the way through Once, which I'm quite thoroughly enjoying. It's a movie to my taste, gradually paced and a bit melancholy. Positive without being unrealistic. I'm waiting for the Tonight Show to start, because I want to watch Conan. I feel compelled to, despite not ever having gotten into The Late Show. He seems a likable dude, and I want him to succeed. I get good vibes. I'm irrational like that.

The new place is dope. Dig the setup, dig the area. Commute's easier, parking no more difficult. And now that I'm in the neighborhood I'm always trying to see shows and perform in, it's less of a pain to go out midweek; there's a big difference between a 30-minutes-plus-the-wait train ride and a 15(-maaaybe-20)-minute walk.

Saw a lot of Intangibles this weekend, because Sierra was in for her birthday and to feature at Lolita Bar. Omni made a good run Friday at the NuYo, though he got frakkin' robbed. Their loss. I know I'll be back in action with the kid this fall, being that I live around the corner from the damn spot. Just need a few poems I can compete with. The current list feels a little tired; I need to get back on that. Maybe writing/compiling the book will help. We shall see.

I introduced The Lady to the poetry people. In the car with Sierra the next day, after she jokingly gave me a hard time for not mentioning anything (our convos haven't lasted more than two minutes for months), Si said she got it -- The Lady and I, we "made sense." She's right.

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