All day Friday, characters would slip into my thoughts while I was at work, so later in the afternoon, I sat in a cafe and read about 70 more pages, then took off to join a "lit crawl," like a pub crawl with literary readings at each stop. First stop was a pub/ice-cream parlour where you could get a beer float. Second stop a nearby pizza joint where someone was handing out slices, which was thoughtful. And I joined the actual entourage to the next stop, a coffee house I didn't know, which was about a 15 minute walk away, and during which someone being pulled in a child's wagon and read a short story or essay; I only heard bits and pieces so am not sure. It began with something about the limited special menu items at Burger King. It was 11 pm by the time that coffee house reading ended. The group was heading a block down to a dive bar/karaoke joint, I had a migraine and it was a long bus ride home, so I walked back downtown to catch a bus. Took an hour to get home. I think there was at least one more stop. It was a very Portland moment. While walking to the cafe, someone thought we were a protest march (after 10 pm, no less) and started chanting "down with Starbucks," not sure where that came from.
Oh, the story. Well, Ralph set up Kate with some clothing job, and moved her and her mother into a house he owned which was currently without a tenant. Noggs is proving to be a decent man. Nicholas has survived, for the moment, a come on by Squeers' daughter.
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