Making tracks off-grid to the circus quarry for the rest of the week! (For values of “off-grid” that include having a car and being able to drive into Bellingham in a pinch). Handstand videos and busking reports to resume with enthusiasm whenever I find myself back in Babylon.
Quickie Bellingham Farmer’s Market busking report: middle aged stoners struggle with the concept of money bringing me to life. Small children, however, do not. A sign of some sort may be in order, since this was easily the least-clever crowd I’ve had yet on that front. Name-dropping therealstrangely will brighten up the stressed out market admin and get me a pitch where I don’t have to move every thirty minutes. The results of having a sign with an email address (firstname.lastname@example.org, registered this morning) for pictures and video are still out. Greasepaint is not sunscreen. Pasties are delicious.