I’m recently back from seeing Backrooms at the Hollywood Theater, 3:30 matinee, sold out.
I actually walked to the Sandy Blvd venue, on a bright summery day, through Laurelhurst Park and onward to Hassalo.
The switch from the great outdoors of CrowTown (engaged in its annual Rose Festival treasure hunt) to the great indoors of the movie’s space, induced some claustrophobia, an intended effect.
I was there for the “special effects” one could say, so don’t take this as me complaining. I got my money’s worth and then some.
I’m gonna cogitate some more on said movie a while before I do a review, which I’ll get around to.
I took the 75 bus back to Asylum District, from the same stop I’ve used on other recent “field trips” of the Wandering variety, the one near the Trader Joe’s in Hollywood, near the Max stop. That new giant building is not yet complete as of this writing. I’ve photographed it a lot recently. Here’s from a distance:
This is all happening soon after my Coastal Loop, featuring Lincoln City (briefly), Depoe Bay (overnight) and on to a business trip with vacation elements. David reports he’s at Lotus Isle Park on Tomahawk Island, in search of said Rose Festival treasure, not far from Island Cafe.
At Sea Hag in Depoe Bay, I ordered oyster stew in part to compare it with mine and maybe get some ideas for improvements. I was gonna culturally appropriate if I could. My stew is a humble blend of half-n-half (likely ultra-pasteurized), butter, onion + bacon, oysters (of course) and then: parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme. Yeah, I found a recipe that uses them all. Scarborough Fair stew I could call it. And pepper, lots of pepper.
If it sounds like I’m tuning out world news, I’m not. However my focus on the special case, the locally mundane, helps jog my memory down the road, when I wanna recall what “really” happened (Trevor doesn’t like the “really” trope much — he’s another writer).
My “place based” education philosophy actually encourages teachers to backdrop their technical teachings inside a story time of local lore.
I thumbed a post to Synergeo from Laughing Planet. I hadn’t really intended to supplement the hot dogs, but I needed a restroom and to kill some time before showtime (the LP in Hollywood, close to the theater).
I was yakking with Curtis about one of my themes: 4D vs 4D vs 4D. That’s about the three namespaces that all use the “4D” meme, and the ongoing impact of non-Euclidean thinking on the various art movements.
As was the case during my Coastal Loop, I use telecommunications to stay in touch with my network of Synergetics presenters.
I was just alerting them over X that they will be less dependent on GitHub as a Jupyter Notebook rendering engine if they do the work of cloning critical 4D Solutions repos to localhost and set themselves up with Anaconda. That’s not the only route to the top, but it’s the one I most actively maintain. YMMV.
