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My eyes say it's beautiful. My knees say it's the freaking arctic.
It's that perfect crisp shiny kind of autumn day, and I took myself, some postcards bound for Japan, and a few frame-less art pieces downtown to run errands. My print of Hangover by Justin Hillgrove is now at the shop awaiting it's frame, and my wallet is $50 lighter (it would have been $100, but I had a gift cert for acting as shop translator awhile back). Now I go to the website and see that he's offering stretched canvas giclee for $100 - damn, I could have had a limited run hangable pieces for less than my little paper print will have cost to frame. Oh well...
I also stopped in at Radiance while I was downtown. I didn't mean to, but on the way from the post office to the bus station I walked by Jefferson and Legion, and therefore Planned Parenthood, and every single corner was staked out by multiple people on both sides of the abortion debate. The shock of the mutilated fetus pictures was such that I immediately had to run to the most feminist, goddess-worshiping, lesbian-owned shop in town and spend upwards of thirty bucks, just to bring my day back into balance.
Seriously, though - I feel really sorry for the PP patients, especially the ones there for other services. Come on, people - the majority of people there are getting their bc prescriptions, annuals, and STD checks, and they have to walk through THAT. For the record, I'm anti-abortion but pro-choice, which is to say that I think it's nasty but should be legal. Really, we ought to be focused more on avoiding the whole unwanted pregnancy thing entirely, but that wouldn't have gone over well on the street-corner (I'd have more sympathy with the anti-abortion protesters if they were PRO birth control, and if they weren't, y'know, such god-awful jerks).
Bile aside, I saw Celia (of the days of yore at Columbia street session) in Radiance and Erik in Otto's (He came out from behind the counter to hug me, prompting the other lady in line to complain that he never hugged HER. So he did. I think she was a bit surprised...). He has a car now and pointed out gleefully that he could abscond with me. Wish more people threatened to abscond with me...
So that's a beautiful day, a nice walk, and chance encounters with two friends, none of which I would have enjoyed if I'd had a car.
I also stopped in at Radiance while I was downtown. I didn't mean to, but on the way from the post office to the bus station I walked by Jefferson and Legion, and therefore Planned Parenthood, and every single corner was staked out by multiple people on both sides of the abortion debate. The shock of the mutilated fetus pictures was such that I immediately had to run to the most feminist, goddess-worshiping, lesbian-owned shop in town and spend upwards of thirty bucks, just to bring my day back into balance.
Seriously, though - I feel really sorry for the PP patients, especially the ones there for other services. Come on, people - the majority of people there are getting their bc prescriptions, annuals, and STD checks, and they have to walk through THAT. For the record, I'm anti-abortion but pro-choice, which is to say that I think it's nasty but should be legal. Really, we ought to be focused more on avoiding the whole unwanted pregnancy thing entirely, but that wouldn't have gone over well on the street-corner (I'd have more sympathy with the anti-abortion protesters if they were PRO birth control, and if they weren't, y'know, such god-awful jerks).
Bile aside, I saw Celia (of the days of yore at Columbia street session) in Radiance and Erik in Otto's (He came out from behind the counter to hug me, prompting the other lady in line to complain that he never hugged HER. So he did. I think she was a bit surprised...). He has a car now and pointed out gleefully that he could abscond with me. Wish more people threatened to abscond with me...
So that's a beautiful day, a nice walk, and chance encounters with two friends, none of which I would have enjoyed if I'd had a car.