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Spring with a purpose you know? It's vital & actual & sometimes there will be a weekend.

The weather... I think hard about the weather & how deeply it's affected everything, every minute & hour. Maybe it's a Cleveland thing, living out the nuanced & capricious alterations of weather moment to moment & day to day. Maybe. When I was in the video business rain & snow would make a serious impact on sales. Now in the asphalt business the same is true. I wonder how much the weather determines about your business, your experience & life. It's One of Those Things. Like Sleep? I was listening to someone talk about sleep - how it's a third of your life but it's a part of your life that people fight against & want to deny. You're rarely expected to go without food or bathroom times but there's an expectation that you'll deny yourself sleep, though it is a huge component of life. The same, I think, about the weather. Because it's so strange here I think about it more, maybe, than I would somewhere with constancy & consistency. It was finally really nice though. Finally. And in following the niceness we chose to live-it-up.

Long walk down the big hill to the art museum Saturday. This after the usual Friday of Tommy's and milkshakes and movies. A usual thing but nicer in the warm dusk.

Paintings is what is on the agenda, when you live by the museum and make picnics of going you don't have to see the whole thing - just make the trip & see the parts that you want. Paintings. I'm going to paint again soon. Gonna.

Plus a few other things - newer things. The CMA never disappoints - to me it remains the heart of the city, one of the The Things that makes living here desirable.

This thing is newer - and I can't get enough of it - some of the more contemporary bits of the collection elude me, but some of it is genuinely fascinating. For example - in the little alcove they were showing old music videos? They were showing Sonic Youth videos from the 90's and I was having 120 Minutes flashbacks & being really confounded. I was happy to sit through one - Agatha was confused. I explained that when I was a teenager you'd be pretty impressive if you knew about this band & this song. I'm a cultural participant I guess.

After all that we got kite-making materials and came home where I cooked up the stuff for tacos & then we had soft tacos which I - For No Reason - continue to refer to as Soft Thrillas. We ate up Soft Thrillas and played video games & watched Raiders of the Lost Ark and then had happiness and sleep with the breeze blowing through the open windows, feeling clean & vital.

Sunday we made kites and flew them - or tried anyway at the park. My mother was looking for something to do so came over to help out - generally a positive hijink. Park & even the blank white sky of Cleveland was luminous in a pleasing way - after the early morning thunderstorm.

Today I walked out of my house and there was a tropical sense to things, a beach-feeling in the air that is like candy bursting in your mouth, a sudden bracing delight.

There's an abundant generous peace about the world today on this first day of egyptian spring.