1 November 2015, Sunday

Day of the Dead/Día de Muertos.

Evidence that the food at your supermarket might not be fresh would be if they’re still selling spring water in autumn. 💧

(G+, Tu, F, Tw, Tw, Tw)

(AM) Daylight Saving Time ended at 02:00.

Jackson Heights Greenmarket.

Ran into John P. at 34th Avenue and 79th Street and had a lovely little chat during which my smartphone alarm went off because I had apparently set it wrong.

Ethical Humanist Society of Queens platform at the Garden School. Spoke with תאומא about, among other things, the group’s records in his apartment and in storage elsewhere, possibly changing our meeting location if we can’t get new participants pronto, and Rasheed’s helping him with Mary S. {…}

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(PM) Híbridos Collective’s Remember Restore Revive event at the Leverich Family Burial Ground. Shrine with multiple symbols: marigolds, amaranth, pan de muerto etc. Girl scouts volunteering. Tremendous photos of volunteers hanging, including one of me. I asked Rodrigo to take pictures of me with my photographic portrait. I met Janice who has curly hair and who lives nearby. Beatriz asked a boy named Charlie to take pictures of us with her camera. Jack. Amazing gravestone cupcakes.

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New York City Marathon carrying my spinach from the train station to NYSEC. Angry, hostile, confrontational, un-peaceful black man was arguing with and making accusations of a street vendor near Columbus Circle who appeared to be Asian. He was angrily saying he had said Salam alaykum and that he needed to hear the vendor say the appropriate Islamic response, and because the vendor hadn’t responded with it, he must think he’s higher than Allah.

Rode elevator up with Charles and new couple. Setup. Chopping Ray’s supposedly “ginormous carrot” and other vegetables for the stone soup until Luciena came along.

Sunday Assembly at the New York Society for Ethical Culture. I sat at the table with Michael R., Charles and Fabien; Scott S. and Ava showed up later. Short science fiction story about Squanto. Dido song. “We Are Family” difficulty etc. Guitar playing by Andy I. and other man at different times.

Public anecdotes from Luciena, Fabien, Charles, half‐Iranian New Zealander, others.

Lively bone song led by —? (Humerus, mandible, coccyx.) “This coccyx is a wagging bone.”

My smartphone exhausted all its electricity, so I could not photographically document any of the below. (It gave out while I was making a great video of the bone song which was not saved. It turned out it wound up getting saved!)

Spoke with Emily N. about Queens Ethical. Multiple tables pushed together for a long table (plus an auxiliary table) for soup‐eating. I bounced around and spent time with a number of different persons.

Ray had a guitar case without a guitar but with a battered old Saucy Walker doll in it that was missing an arm and couldn’t open one of her eyes, and her head scarily peeked out when he slung it on his back.

International SA webinar in the adjoining room in which Ray and Sanderson gave winter-related presentations. Ray + Adam, Emily, Andy, Pito and I. (Is that webinar archived publicly? When Ray spun his laptop around to show the rest of us the screen, we also briefly wound up on camera.) Unfortunately, the happy SA crowd had to leave without saying goodbye to those involved in the webinar. Ray warned us about the problems of having a solstice celebration for a multi‐millionaire and pausing the program to sing “Happy Birthday to You,” should we ever find ourselves in that situation.

Better photos than mine by Adam G.

Old John’s Luncheonette with Adam and Andy and old stranger at the next table. I ordered the “chicken fantasia.” Very annoying, screaming children in a nearby party.

The E ran local on my way home. Likely the day I saw Troy in the hallway as I arrived home.

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