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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>I don’t know what this blog is about yet. Perhaps it’s an exercise in finding focus. More likely, it’s just a reflection of my madness. I’ll update you when I know more, but for now it doesn’t have to make sense.</description><title>It's Paper-Towel Anarchy</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @ipomoeanil)</generator><link>http://ipomoeanil.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>S has confirmed that we have the green light to begin working on...</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9THwnQg-vEw?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;S has confirmed that we have the green light to begin working on the temporary-possibly-permanent commercial space we’ve been eyeballing for a month. I have my reservations about the space, primarily due to it’s lack of heat or restrooms (or any indoor plumbing whatsoever). The managers are being very cooperative and helpful though, so for now we have a great deal and the likely possibility of property improvements in the near future. What are we doing with it, you ask?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;{drumroll}&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We’re opening a black-box theater! There will be plays, there will be classes, there will be art. And there will be Muppet songs, because of reasons.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ipomoeanil.tumblr.com/post/40616619771</link><guid>http://ipomoeanil.tumblr.com/post/40616619771</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Jan 2013 11:34:00 -0800</pubDate><category>theater</category></item><item><title>Changes</title><description>&lt;div class="text"&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The last few months have been a whirlwind. I find that all the crazy shit tends to happen one right after another, leaving me overwhelmed and yet excited. I’ve never felt that I have an exciting life, and there rarely seems to be much point to sharing. I tend to see humanity as a lost cause, so attempts at blogging are inevitably shoved aside with the thought, “What’s the point?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This time I’m going to try a new approach. “Why the fuck not?” Maybe I won’t talk myself out of it so quickly. It’s not as if I’m tying you to a chair, taping your eyelids open and forcing you to read this… though I suppose I &lt;em&gt;could&lt;/em&gt; do that if you asked nicely…&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Moving on.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I met S on September 15th, 2012. The details are unimportant, and would probably bore you. What I &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; say is this: Everything is changing. So. Damn. Fast.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I can’t keep up. Some days I can hardly breathe. Everyone who knew S thought we would meet up for a quick *ahem* you-know-what, but instead we ended up actually liking each other. Who knew?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8230; So S is staying in Portland.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We’re starting a business together. Having realized long ago that I’m essentially unemployable, I’ve been looking for alternate ways to make a living. S is much the same, with actual business experience. We&amp;#8217;re putting that experience to work.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I’m relearning web programming — which has changed a lot in 10 years — so that we can have a functional website for the business.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Also, I’m still preparing to go back to school for a year, assuming I can find funding.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And there’s more, but hell if I can remember it all right now. I’m overwhelmed, remember? And I have to get back to this business plan.&lt;/p&gt;
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