Midnight loves ice cream cake. Here he is at my great aunt's birthday party, too fast to capture. That is fressen.

Not only did we get a Polaroid at Emily's friend's party, we listed to records. Ben Folds, Temple of the Dog, and more modern St. Vincent. It was the most analog night of my existence.

I can't decide if I don't remember how long poloroids take to develop, or if the film was old and it really takes 10 minutes. It seems so insane considering we all had phones.

We headed up to hike at Zoar Valley with (e:yesthatcasey). At first it looked like it was going to pour, but it turned to a sprinkle in no time. The temperature was perfect. The water was low, and the flooding made the landscape pretty much unrecognizable compared last year. Paul and I engineered die Neue Transe Insel/Canal, a land where irradiated frogs can be comfortable in their own bodies.

I can't wait to back down and swim, maybe on a sunnier day.

Welcome new (e:strip)per!

After the bike ride we tried to see the fire dancers at Days park, but failed. I caught up with (e:terry) and every one at Nietzsche's. Erica had everyone ausglitzerte with her unicorn dust.

Later we met up with Mike, Seth, Dave and (e:steve) at Cathode.