Mark Atwood (fallenpegasus) wrote,
Mark Atwood


This morning, I headed straight to CapHill. First of all for a haircut. I was several weeks overdue.

Patrick was as friendly and as talented as always. I keep consider going to someplace cheaper, or to a stylist school. But I keep coming back.

Then up to the Metaphorist, for sultry_peacock's birthday party. She had been disappointed in past years for such parties, but this one seemed to go well. There were lots of people, good conversation, yummy food, and good cake.

My present to her was a sub to ReadyMade Magazine.

I went with her on a short jaunt along with Eric over to UDist to drop some stuff off and pick some stuff up. We ended up at the grocery store there, only to hear that there was going to be a "underground public performace" in the produce section at 7pm. So we waited around, and at about quarter to, the place started to just fill up with people shopping for produce. A *lot* of people. The employees and store manager started getting confused and nervous.

And then one girl started singing while listening to headphones, and a guy dressed as a manager started berating her about "you cant sing here, this is a supermarket", at which point the whole troup crystalized into a line, and did a sing and kick number, complete with instruments, of a song "You Can't Sing In A Supermarket". This lasted a couple of minutes, and then it all dispursed.


That's "public art" that I can respect and enjoy.

The party lasted till just after midnight. When I got home, my cats were very glad to see me, and very glad to see me open up their food.

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