For being in the midst of the worst time of my life, I had a pretty great mother's day. The highlight of this was attending the indie publishing event at the Museum of Contemporary Art. Some of my favorite people were there, there were many free things to be had, I learned yet more ways corporate culture is insidious and icky as an STD. Sure, I got the flowers and the obligatory cards and a delicious breakfast, but it was so rewarding to get out there among the punks with my little man and prod my creative possibilities just a little.
It's also nice to fill my mental subversion coffers before I head down to my personal wasteland -- Florida. Henry and I are not travelling to this tropical gulag by choice and we'll have to be there for two months while my husband decides whether he wants to make a single mom out of me. So, I really need to do some searching to find some good indie pockets in Tampa.
Hey Harpy,
Good to have you back posting--your stuff is always super interesting. Though it sounds like you're sailing some rough waters right now. Sorry to hear it!