five thousand shades of blue
Tuesday, August 20, 2002
a new sensation
Last night I got to try my very first Krispy Kreme donut (plain). Verdict: well, it was cold due to being in the fridge. And undoubtedly a bit stale since the closest Krispy Kreme is about 300 miles away. But I thought it tasted like a fairly good French cruller. I'm not a big donut fan -- I got kinda soured on donuts working a summer at Dunkin' Donuts. I certainly wouldn't drive that far for a box (like some people I know).
Roommate J., who'd brought home the donut from her weekend at the
Twin Peaks Festival, also brought home two slices of "Twin Peaks Cherry Pie", one of which I ate as my dessert (before half of the Krispy Kreme). It was very fine, indeed. She regaled us with tales of the weekend, gave me an autograph she'd gotten for me from
the Log Lady, and informed us that with a costume that cost about $7 and that she put together at the last minute, she
won the costume competition (as
Ronette Pulaski). That netted her a bunch of awesome prizes (and many of the cast said that they were happy she won cause they voted for her). I'm terribly jealous. :)
On mentors and mortality
This morning, a customer brought in a book of drawings --
The Forgotten Society by Alan E. Cober (from 1975 by Dover... out of print, sadly). They're drawings of elderly people, institutionalized disabled and inmates, an emotionally difficult subject to look at and to read about. That's not what made it difficult for me; I simply just
still miss the man.
She had brought it in because I had worn a tee shirt from his "Artist as Visual Journalist" show. I should bring that book in and let her see it. Reading his bio in this book, I was ashamed at how much I didn't even know about him. He's the closest thing I've ever had to a mentor.
is
this just not enough…?
