Let your mind wander
Saturday, January 13, 2007
For someone who makes a good part of their living speaking, I was actually quite nervous about my speech at the opening of the exhibit at the art gallery last night. I think I may have spent as much time trying to decide what to wear as I did writing the damn thing. Alas, all went well, which I really had optimistically believed that it would. When I arrived and starting wandering around the requisite mingling crowd, I counted a total of 4 people (out of hundreds) that I knew. One was a woman I had traveled to Cuba with. We were working on a research project and she ended up hiring a jinetero (male prostitute) for a good part of the trip. So as I spoke, my eyes kept drifting over to her as my mind wandered to images of her dancing the salsa with "Jorge". I think it helped my talk, rather than hindered it.

And, as I was just speaking of shifting gears yesterday, I am now perfectly shifted back into my normal world. Play-Doh Today!
5:21 PM
Ahh, Play-Doh... Even though I haven't worked it since I was very little, I still yet remember the beautifully synthetic, Play-Doh smell.