midriff

happily, i slept well last night. and the night prior, and the night prior. i am tired this morning because we were up in seattle last evening seeing art spiegelman smoke and talk about comics. it was a good talk, very informative and entertaining. we just got back later than we usually go to bed, so i'm a bit tired right now. but i'll be fine.

kara recognized one of the ushers last night as a man she worked with for a tax season at the irs about a decade ago. after we got our seats she went and talked to him for a while. it's something to see someone out of the blue whom you haven't seen for years. i was reminded of running into my ex-girlfriend patti in a seattle bookstore some months ago.

this usher, bill, told kara, at the end of their conversation, that he remembered fondly her navel. apparently she wore low rise pants and brief tops somewhat more often back then than she does now. i wasn't sure how to take this comment, related to me by kara after the fact, though it stirred in me many a mental image.

i notice things like that as well, don't i? those aspects of fashion. oh yes i do.