Will we ever stop protesting?
Here's a pic of Sylvia, sitting on my lap as I prepared to write this. This bitch goddess with the accusing glare is a common expression of hers. She's always wanting something: food, petting, playing. And whatever I give her, it's never enough. She's always on the lookout for my water glass. Sometimes she doesn't even drink the water, she just sticks her tongue in there to taint it, like the disgruntled restaurant employee who spits in the customer's soup.
Here's a link to my latest post on the SFMOMA blog, with more pix from the In Protest event. This is the last time I'll mention In Protest here, I swear. I wonder if in online writing culture it's considered gauche to use the word "link" in a post in order to create a link???? Check out Suzanne Stein's comment in my link. What she has to say is more meaty than anything I say in my post. I was trying to write something quickly for a change, and I don't do well writing quickly. I only have one SFMOMA post left for the 6 commissioned posts. It will be the one I've been planning to write since January; it will be a slow one.
Newsflash: Kevin Killian's amazing Jupiter 88 video/reading can be found here.
Here's a couple more pix of Sylvia on my lap: