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Last night:
Excellent friend contacted me so we went off to ditz about. So nice to see her and catch up. Yummy Thai food in Fremont. Margarita at Marcus’ Martini Heaven.
Then off to an art party. Excellent crowd of cool folks. Raw food buffet. Trancy music. We were kinda low energy so stayed out not so late.
I read myself to sleep.

Today:
Off to the storage unit to sell some art. Few folks came by, but did sell 3 paintings for $1400. Not bad! And I really like the folks who bought them so I am happy these paintings will go to their homes. Old friends and a former muse.

Then dropped in one some very old friends. Twins who introduced me to Orchids and Brewing long ago. They seem the same as they were 15 years ago.

Then down to Gasworks. Such a pretty day today.
Kites and people playing. Cameras and kendo.
Two nice friends came out for a chat. I was kinda mellow. Not the active Brian I was.
Maybe better to be quieter.

Parties tonight. More than I can actually go to.
Likely I will narrow it down to three…. An early one with normal folks I don’t know well, a late one with many folks I know and an after hours party.
I think I will take a nap…. I wonder why I am going to these parties. I guess the one with the folks I know…

I am not feeling super gregariously social. Not going to drive meeting new folks, though perhaps someone interesting will drive instead. I feel oddly mellow. I wonder if that is a good thing.
Loss of past ways? On break? Maturity or death?

all things French.

Painted today on a 4×4 canvas. Added Lime Green, (thanks for gift) and then did massive background in Silver. It will be odd.

Tonight I went out to a few parties.
First party to celebrate all things French.
Older burning man crowd.
I didn’t know many folks. Ivan, Howard and a few others. I was very quiet feeling. Didn’t talk much. People said Hi to me. I felt shy or existential or something. I tried to smile so as not to seem rude but it likely didn’t work. Buddy was there too. I wonder it I will be him someday?
Then I went off to a party hosted by Cat. She is nice.
Many people I know superficially and some I know very well. Greeted people. But shallow. Still in a daze. Quiet. I relied on others to carry some conversation, which did not generally work well.
I did chat with Eric of Eric and Kitty about travel.
And had a real conversation with Miguel. He mostly talked, but it was very interesting. He just bought an army surplus store. I asked him some questions and he told me many things about his ambitions and thoughts, taxes and business. It was quite interesting and I enjoyed it greatly. This business is for him a big new adventure. He has been a full-time artist for a while.
Then I dropped by a party not worth a word, then back to the french party where I sad quietly on the couch and drank wine.
I did speak funny with a group upstairs for a bit. Briefly was on as Party Brian. Then shut down again. Left.
I think I am a very shy person tonight.

Home now. (duh) Have many movies from library.
Earlier today I watched the Rugleys. A spoof of the Beattles. But it was oddly not very interesting. Spianal Tap is a far better example of the genre. The Rugleys is too much a copy of the Beattles. There isn’t enough interesting deviation.

Other movies in the stack:
Darkman
Fitzcarraldo
The mind benders
Rainman
The good the bad and the ugly.
Planes, trains and Automobiles.
When worlds collide
Pulp fiction
After the fox

I feel I should paint and “watch” a movie.
But I feel tired.
I wish I was a normal person who could just sit down and watch a movie without feeling guilt that I am not saving the world.