Hello, reader mine, from Las Vegas!
M has taken me to stay at the Orleans for my birthday. I have to say, I'm oddly inspired and itching to make things. Our hotel room (which is enooormous) is a riot of patterns, with five completely different lamps, two lovely ornate mirrors (one full-length, one vanity) in the room proper and a more standard one in the very large bathroom, an overstuffed armchair and sofa, and a bed so big that when we lie at the edges we can barely reach each other's hands without rolling over.
And how much do you guess we paid for this?
$30 a night. Yes. Really.
But back to the relevant bit ... the colors, the colors! The casino is a fairly standard ornate Mardi Gras look, fun and beautiful in a garish way. But our hotel room is an interesting baby blue and wheaten yellow, with accents in leaf greens. It should be awful, but it works. And the jeweler's under-brain goes "Eeeee?" (My under-brain vocalizes chiefly in long vowels.)
I suppose it's because I'm without all my beads that I suddenly have this itch ... but even dinner got me going. Well, menu photos of artisan desserts, actually. There's a rather nice set called "Amaretto Pear" in my future.
Okay ... time to sleep at last ... I was posting mainly to unwind from the hell of class registration. There is much to be said for large departments ... you could start by saying, "There are more than two classes one can get into on a quarter."
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