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nibotfriday: "death is a drag" party at oscar wilde. good times as always, although I felt like I knew fewer people than usual (weird)
saturday: nadia and I tried out the Italian restaurant that's moved into the nifty white hotel building on Durant, where a Thai restaurant used to be. I give the new restaurant high marks: it's incredibly cheap ($6.40 for an entree including garlic bread and a drink), the food is pretty good, and it's in a fancy old hotel.
then we were joined by diane and the dutch boy and we all went over to the first congregational church of berkeley to attend a concert of the University Symphony, in which![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
once_a_banana plays the flute. William Tell Overture, a concerto by Bach, and Symphony No. 11 by Shastakovich.
[edit: Other than the sheer skill involved in playing a musical instrument, I love how an orchestra conjurs an image of a machine — all these industrious processors reading from their stored programs (sheet music), the conductor keeping time. I am such a nerd! (-: ]
afterwards Diane and Nadia refused to go with me to Cafe Mediterranium (too scary!?) but that was just as well, as instead we went home to oscar wilde and nadia and diane made crepes. with strawberry and raspberry sauce and vanilla ice cream and nutella. mmmm. watched y tu mama tambien.
sunday: attended a very pleasant performance of Much Ado About Nothing by Prof. Altman's English 117T course, held outdoors in front of south hall. very nice. then ventured out for diane's birthday to a yummy dinner in northbeach, a visit to city lights bookstore, and of course some yummy dessert and espresso.
[edit: at City Lights we ran across a copy of Ant Farm 1968-1978, which is the book resulting from the new BAM-PFA exhibition of the collected works of Ant Farm, now on its way to Santa Monica. This is very cool, because when I saw the exhibition, I thought, "This needs to be in book form -- I need the story to make sense of all this." There's also a copy of Inflatocookbook in the Environmental Design rare books collection; I plan to go find it and take a look sometime — alternatively, portions are available via someone's benevolent pirate media endeavor.
{``For the past year Ant Farm has been a group of environmental nomads building inflatable structures / air buildings / geodesic domes and developing a vocabulary of images that project architectural alternative methods. We built about 20 inflatable polyethylene structures for schools, conferences, festivals and gatherings from California to Vermont. The largest one, a 100'x100' white and clear pillow, the smallest a tetrahedron that folds out of a suitcase. The INFLATOCOOKBOOK is our attempt to gather information and skills learned in the process and organise it for easy access. It is a catalyst for our thought process and further development.''}
In a similar vein, I invite you to start thinking about spiral fresnel reflectors.
]
a successful weekend, I think. (-:
saturday: nadia and I tried out the Italian restaurant that's moved into the nifty white hotel building on Durant, where a Thai restaurant used to be. I give the new restaurant high marks: it's incredibly cheap ($6.40 for an entree including garlic bread and a drink), the food is pretty good, and it's in a fancy old hotel.
then we were joined by diane and the dutch boy and we all went over to the first congregational church of berkeley to attend a concert of the University Symphony, in which
once_a_banana plays the flute. William Tell Overture, a concerto by Bach, and Symphony No. 11 by Shastakovich.[edit: Other than the sheer skill involved in playing a musical instrument, I love how an orchestra conjurs an image of a machine — all these industrious processors reading from their stored programs (sheet music), the conductor keeping time. I am such a nerd! (-: ]
afterwards Diane and Nadia refused to go with me to Cafe Mediterranium (too scary!?) but that was just as well, as instead we went home to oscar wilde and nadia and diane made crepes. with strawberry and raspberry sauce and vanilla ice cream and nutella. mmmm. watched y tu mama tambien.
sunday: attended a very pleasant performance of Much Ado About Nothing by Prof. Altman's English 117T course, held outdoors in front of south hall. very nice. then ventured out for diane's birthday to a yummy dinner in northbeach, a visit to city lights bookstore, and of course some yummy dessert and espresso.
[edit: at City Lights we ran across a copy of Ant Farm 1968-1978, which is the book resulting from the new BAM-PFA exhibition of the collected works of Ant Farm, now on its way to Santa Monica. This is very cool, because when I saw the exhibition, I thought, "This needs to be in book form -- I need the story to make sense of all this." There's also a copy of Inflatocookbook in the Environmental Design rare books collection; I plan to go find it and take a look sometime — alternatively, portions are available via someone's benevolent pirate media endeavor.
{``For the past year Ant Farm has been a group of environmental nomads building inflatable structures / air buildings / geodesic domes and developing a vocabulary of images that project architectural alternative methods. We built about 20 inflatable polyethylene structures for schools, conferences, festivals and gatherings from California to Vermont. The largest one, a 100'x100' white and clear pillow, the smallest a tetrahedron that folds out of a suitcase. The INFLATOCOOKBOOK is our attempt to gather information and skills learned in the process and organise it for easy access. It is a catalyst for our thought process and further development.''}
In a similar vein, I invite you to start thinking about spiral fresnel reflectors.
]
a successful weekend, I think. (-:
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Date: 2004-05-03 01:16 am (UTC)having never been to berkeley, of course, i have no idea where all of these places are or what they look like. but in my head, everything is perfect and happy and the sky overhead is always blue with big, fluffy clouds.
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Date: 2004-05-03 04:01 pm (UTC)That's pretty much how it is. (-:
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Date: 2004-05-03 02:27 am (UTC)WOOP CHEERS
(BYE, DAINE IS SOOO HOT!)
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Date: 2004-05-03 03:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-05-03 11:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-05-03 04:10 am (UTC)Has Cafe Mediterranium gotten scary? It used to be my favorite place to eat when I hung out in Berkeley my last year of high school, oh 9 years ago or so.
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Date: 2004-05-03 10:42 am (UTC)Oh yes. There was a throng (well, perhaps a mob) of very scarey looking, old, and perhaps perverted homeless men standing outside the entrance. We would have had to come within a foot of them. Very intimidating.
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Date: 2004-05-03 11:32 am (UTC)I don't think so, but then again, I vacation in places where people shoot machine guns into the air for amusement and pleasure.
Cafe Mediterranium is admittedly on a dodgy block of Telegraph, but mostly it's harmless punks loitering outside.
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Date: 2004-05-03 09:30 pm (UTC)