as you may have realized, i spent a lovely 28 hours with miss lana, who supplied the bon mot below. as our first order of business we watched y tu mama tambien, which ross maintains is everything you could ask for in a movie. if that's not entirely true, it's close, and ross can be forgiven for exaggerating. at first, it's mexico, sex, adolescence, and identity enjoyed as though (and literally) from the window of a moving car. when the car stops, the movie gently guides characters and audience into confrontation, and it assumes a gravity entirely free of pretention. think an NC-17 harold and maude via stand by me, only funnier and in spanish.
naturally lana and i spent much of the subseqent time discussing relevant issues. when we took the conversation outside, sheba lay goofily next to us but was too distracted by passing cars to contribute. this morning, my father, all that remains of my household now that my mother and little brother judah have joined older brother adam in australia, took us to annapolis where we wandered for a bit, ate broiled crabs, and ferryed around the bay.
it's strange adjusting, after four months of denmark, two weeks of family and two of swat, to crowdlessness. but work starts tomorrow -- and my screenwriting class -- and on wednesday a feminist book group on manifesta. thatall should help.
My Funeral Gondola by Fiona Sze-Lorrain
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