Relaxing now, listenig to L.P. sing and eating chicken tacos. Corn tortillas and lettuce from the farmer's market, chicken I grilled Yucatan-style with orange juice ans garlic, and cucumbers from my garden, with Minneapolis garage brewed beer. Can't get much better than that, especially after a long sun-soaked day.
The lackluster was gone and the energy palpable at Pride today. The GF and I ran in the 4k Pride Run. She was fastad and headphones on, while I took it easy, and was told I was headed for a hip replacement, which may be truer than they know. But the dudes who said I sucked need to get a life. Going to Pride to heckle?
The No on the Mandatory Discrimination Amendment people were out in force, raising money and awareness. My friend J rocked a pair of, shall we say "open air" chaps carrying the Leather Pride flag, and Seimone Augustus and her lady were regal in the Grand Marshall vehicle.
Then we went to see "Aelita: Queen of Mars" at the Walker, a rare print of a Soviet silent movie from 1925, apparently the first Russian science fiction movie. The live music, with Theramin and electric organ synthesizer, and an electronic gadget that worked with sticks waved on X and Y vectors through the air was truly fabulous, particularly when the projector had issues on its maiden voyage. (The Walker renovated its cinema.)
They had not shown this movie since the '80s, which is a shame, because it was fascinating. Great views of Moscow in the 1920's, the old clothes and boots, and so many hats. Lots of snow. Crazy costumes and sets for the Mars portions. And a true Soviet-style ending.
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