coffee and a run to screwball, where i finished editioning the alamo prints, cleaned up my ink and tuff, and scheduled new printing time with steve. left screwball and went to microcenter to (finally) return the second 'bad' headset and get a new, working, complete headset for my phone. i'm a nerd.
north on the highway to TBM, where i saw my dad doing mailorder. i swept the back lot, dropped off the alamo prints, made some plans. headed home.
at home i did a bit of work with greg who was sanding the new drywall areas. some emails.
around 3, di and i went out to summit IL, near midway, to the wake for carla's dad, bill, who died last week. it was not a very somber occasion. saw yelina, who we pretty much haven't seen since college.
the kids of the family were upstairs at the funeral home watching 'peter pan', which neither di nor i have seen since we were kids. interestingly, we both had a completely different take on the film based on the ten minutes we saw. we totally sympathized with the captain, thinking pan is just a little shit. the bold asswipery of post-war mid-century america, dragging the europeans into modernity. staggeringly racist depiction of the 'injuns'. ooof.
at 6:30 we left the funeral home and headed to the vic, to see the 'comedians of comedy' tour. walked in as patton oswalt was introducing the show. the whole evening was pretty damn funny. great group. i love brian posehn. funny huge-guy comedy i identify with.
as the show ends i realise that the people sitting directly in front of us are actually james and melissa of 'little friends of printmaking'. we all go looking for henry owings together, but run into carrie weston and mary nisi instead. THEN we find henry. and josh modell, kyle ryan, etc.
di and i bow out and head home. it's cold, i sleep like the rock.
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