August 15, 2005

Once upon a time we were made of plastic.

A romp through old pictures this weekend led me to discover this fascinatingly LiveJournalish webcam image from October of 2001. This is Dianna as she was: braided, beringed, oddly lit and unusually shiny. The monster emerges from the vats in which it was created, glistening with the slime of its incubation. Its blinking eyes, wide with the dawn of consciousness, rest upon the only sign of life in the world to which it has emerged: a tiny red dot glowing atop a blank, unmoving lens. The monster is drawn closer, not yet understanding why, until it is near enough to peer into that plastic eye. It sees nothing that it can comprehend, and the fumbling of its fingers toward the beckoning light elicits no sign of welcome. The image captured in the machine's tiny brain by the accidental push of a button is one of wonder starting to fade to disappointment, and the monster moves on.

I've discovered that the illustrious Mike Doughty, late of Soul Coughing fame, will be playing at the Independent in San Francisco on September 30 (a Friday) and October 1 (a Saturday). I think I'll be going. Fun fact: a Soul Coughing concert at the El Rey theater in Los Angeles was my very first date. Between my lack of driving and the venue's lack of parking it's almost certain to be either a transbay-public-transit debacle or a question of finding a couch in the city on which to spend the night. If anyone's interested in going with me or willing to provide such a piece of furniture, I say to that person, speak!

Posted by dianna at August 15, 2005 10:09 AM

You know, if my car were running more reliably I would consider going up to SF and going with you. That would be some serious dÃjà vu, no?

Posted by: Chris at August 15, 2005 11:38 AM

It would! Maybe the opener wouldn't suck so much this time, and nobody's dad would be cranky about having to wait for an hour to pick us up.

What's wrong with your car, anyway? Did the cross-country trip do it in?

Posted by: Dianna at August 15, 2005 11:55 AM

i wanna go.
so wanna go.

Posted by: kati at August 15, 2005 01:16 PM

Go go go! You love San Francisco! You can disappoint Davis for one night and come down here! Do it!

Posted by: Dianna at August 15, 2005 01:24 PM

Nah, the car was good after the trip, but has since descended into iffyness. It gets me around town just fine, but there are some odd noises that I plan to have investigated before going on any more long trips. Shame I don't have, you know, time to take care of it.

Posted by: Chris at August 15, 2005 07:36 PM

'Cause your new roommates are keeping you too drunk and internet-sated, right?

Posted by: Dianna at August 16, 2005 08:44 AM