Saturday, October 16, 2010

Editations, Though Not On Last Night

Editing is like meditation for me: I try and keep my lips moving and my chants soft, so as to stay centered and not wake the anger...

The result, this time, is a quiet satisfaction.  The tale is pretty wild, and rendered in tight fashion.  Still some work to do to crank it as tight as possible, but damn, I like what has gone before.


On Last Night:

Dinner at Zaré at The FLy Trap last night was some of the finest food I've had in SF, and the sausages were a perfect balance of spice, savory, and grease.  We had two plates, and I could have had them all to myself.  Exceptional. Truly. There were no losers among the dishes we had.  None. The Baclava was also outstanding.

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