Multiple forms of satisfaction have rendered my weekend fabulous.
I just finished listening to
What Technology Wants, and I might be prepared to put it into the category of "best non-fiction I've ever read". I'm going to re-listen to it, and will undoubtedly begin to see flaws in Kevin Kelly's sweeping notions (so sweeping that he even mentions fanfic, which I cannot but adore him for), but even if they're there, the book consolidates and articulates Great Big Ideas that I've been intuiting and struggling with for most of my life, and I love it to pieces.
On a somewhat lower order of intellectual satisfaction, I used the "My Tracks" app on my new phone today. GPS is cool enough, but the part that is making me giggle like a maniac is this:
( Maps! Geekery! )On an aesthetic and creative level of satisfaction, I spent a wonderful afternoon in the glass studio of
roseambr yesterday, experimenting with colors and layouts for the set of glass dinner plates she's going to help me make.
( Glass )In gustatory satisfaction, I had a delicious breakfast with my mom today at a local gay-owned restaurant where the whole staff was Halloweened up, several large men in tributes to Carol Burnett's famous "Scarlet O'Hara" sketch where she makes new clothes from the curtains, including the curtain rods. And our waitperson was Underdog. Underdog! \o/
It's amazing, really, how a full and busy weekend seems longer and more restful than a quiet boring one, huh?