An overabundance of it!
Jess Fjeld, Francesca Chabrier, & Jono Tosch KILLED IT at LiveLit.
Amy Adams hosted a full evening of wholehearted entertainment in Chris Cheney’s barn.
Chris Ward & Co. performed a play, David Bartone read his most incendiary poems, and the Cinnamon Urns (nee Young Cin & The Sexists) played the shit out of their cowboy aesthetic. Particular highlights were Anne Holmes on the oboe and Cutie Crutchfield’s cover of Neko Case’s “I Wish I Was The Moon” that broke all of our hearts at once. The whole evening felt a bit like falling into a Wes Anderson movie but only in the best possible sense.
The most ambitious members of our Moby Dick book group went on a whaling expedition. We roadtripped to New Bedford where we readied our souls with libations then stormed the Whaling Museum, charming every docent in the place and closing it down.
There are some enterprises in which careful disorderliness is the true method. The more I dive into this matter of whaling, and push my researches up to the very spring-head of it, so much the more am I impressed with its great honorableness and antiquity; and especially when I find so many great demi-gods and heroes of all sorts, who one way or other have shed distinction upon it, I am transported with the reflection that I myself belong, though but subordinately, to so emblazoned a fraternity. — Melville
Yes, it was just like that.