Off to Olympia and Seattle

Last night I dreamed that I went to Kaia and Jule's panel on Landscapes of Dissent: Guerilla Poetry and Public Space and the audience was me and fluffy kittens that look suspiciously like the ones in some of Anne Boyer's recent pieces that she's been posting on flickr. And then, here's the paranoid part: I checked my AIO work email, and there was a message from Alma haranguing me for not posting an announcement about the "apocalypse festival" to my class.