a dream–and a monty python skit–shine lights on my feelings about religion

A few of us quickly eluded our pursuers and found a temporary safe haven in the temple's kitchen.  We looked out the back window of the kitchen and could see see other members of our group being carried out by police.  They were passively resisting arrest by going limp, remaining cross-legged and smiling, making it necessary for two cops to carry each group member by the shoulders.

we look fab

It was a big dusty mess.  You can see in the picture the measures we had to take to keep the stuff from getting in our eyes and lungs. It was particularly crazy for those blowing the insulation in the attic--sometimes it would snow insulation inside and our hair and clothing would sometimes get covered with the stuff.  Despite that--or actually perhaps because of that, we really enjoyed ourselves. 

the dj set from the other night…and a defense of hip-hop

But it's also true that a lot of people have a visceral reaction to hip-hop, particularly here in Madison, and I feel like I need to say something about that.  As for the people who left the comments at the Barefoot Boogie, I don't know what the basis of their objection is.  But a lot of people view hip-hop as a negative force in our society--as if all of it celebrated misogyny, violence, gang life, and the like.