Paul and Liralee are play-kickboxing in this tiny room where we sit above a bank at half past 10 in the evening. Their jabs and grunts have Adam and I laughing and grinning, as we have been all day and night, from the Arcosanti visitor parking lot this morning to the swimming pool overlooking the canyon this afternoon to the lovely and long birthday dinner for Paul, to our current locale: the KJZA radio studio where Paul played guitar on a weekly radio show, Two Lane Blues.
We had Indian food to celebrate Paul's birthday with his friends George and Susan, in whose driveway we will slumber tonight. The restaurant was equipped with a projector screen, playing Punjabi music video DVDs. I didn't realize until after our meal that the music I'd been hearing was from the videos. Ravinder Grewal was the star. We all sat glued to the screen for 20 minutes or so after we ate the last bite of mango ginger kulfi. The costumes of the dancers were Technicolor green, yellow, and pink. It made us feel happy. We debated whether the lead was Seik or not. Our hostess told us all the videos were about love, when she asked whether we were figuring out the story lines or not.
It's been a delightful day. My teeth are gritty from so much sugar (in the chai, in the Green & Black's dark chocolate, in the kulfi, in the candied anise seeds...). While Paul was playing on the show, Adam and I sat here in the studio on our computers. These instruments are our primary way to connect with our friends and family...it feels so good to do that. I got to chat (IM) with Hans this evening for the first time (funny that at home I was less connected to friends in some ways). It's so good to have more time for staying in contact.
We are gathering for the door here, so I'll sign off for now.
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