Whew! What a weekend. After a super stressful Friday morning, I left for Dallas to see Neil Gaiman.
He was so great. It was a Q & A setup so he answered audience questions, read a few excerpts, and made a joke about the chandelier being so fancy it had it's own Phillip Glass composition. Because it did.
Anyway, there were several American Gods questions, which I expected because of the show. Then someone asked about Terry Pratchett. Who I loved. And it's pretty obvious Neil loved him as well. He talked a bit about working on Good Omens together and their friendship. He also read a couple of scenes he wrote, and then cut, from episode three of the upcoming BBC/Amazon adaptation of Good Omens. If the cut scenes are any indication, the show is going to be hilarious.
I don't have any pictures of Neil because he was far away and no flash was allowed and I'd rather listen to him than take pictures of him, but, here we are:
After Neil, we hit up a ramen place in Deep Elem. OH.MY.GOSH. I has braised mushroom steamed buns and mushroom ramen. It was, quite literally, one of the best meals I've ever had. Ever. So mushroomy. So good. The fried tofu roll I had the next day because, yes, we went back, was also amazing. If you're in Dallas, go to Tanoshii Ramen, like, right now.
I'm usually too busy shoving food into my face to take a picture, but this food was picture worthy.
I mean, look at it:
While in town, we went to the Dallas Museum of Art. They had a Frida Kahlo exhibit and you can't not go see Frida if you have the chance.
We saw all the art; including this nightmare:
I'm not sure I know exactly what's happening here, but I do know it scares me.
In the Frida room, things got less creepy:
The museum was also featuring a fashion exhibit. The clothes were bonkers. But, in a good way. Bonkers as in this dress is made of actual seagull bones.
After the museum, we got food and headed home. Other than almost dying in a thunderstorm, it was pretty uneventful.
Yesterday, I sewed a few yoga mat bags while catching up on My Dad Wrote a Porno. Bags that will be available here as soon as I upload some pictures.
I spent the rest of the afternoon trying, and failing, to recreate the steamed buns.
Me to the mushroom steamed buns:
Today, I'm back at work. Dreaming of steamed buns and reading poetry for a client. I have the best gig ever.